Captive Slave 115
Chapter 115
"Unfortunately, that is the not-so-pleasant stage. It follows immediately after the heat. It is your body's way of mending whatever damage was inflicted during the heat. The semen is ejected, your womb contracts and ascends, and your openings close up. By the end of it, your body feels new and fresh. It is an advantage, especially to some unfortunate females who are repeatedly violated and brutalized during their heats. It is not so pleasant because the healing brings pain"
All this was terrifying to Emeriel and a cold dread settled in her stomach, twisting her insides. She wished she could return to the naivety of being only a human, where such horrors did not exist.
Lord Herod's expression softened. "Heat sex is amazing, Emeriel, It might sound frightening now since it is your first, but you will thoroughly enjoy it. It is amazing for both genders. Half the females grow addicted to the sensation" Yeah, no,
Emeriel did not think so.
The idea of becoming addicted to something so invasive and intense was unfathomable. But she kept her opinion to herself "Did Vera enjoy it?"
"Vera was addicted. Lord Herod gazed into the distance, a fond smile touching his lips. "She craved it. She quite literally looked forward to her heats.
"Perhaps because she had the male she loved, someone she trusted with her body. She had her bondmate who loved her deeply
Lord Herod did not deny it. He gave her another pitying look. "You will be fine, Emeriel. Full heat is purely about carnal instincts, you do not necessarily have to love the person who will tend to your heat."
Then, be that person, My Lord. If it will not be the Grand King, or you, I don't want anyone else touching me in that way Especially then, when I will be most vulnerable, a slave to my urges, unable to say no. Unable to make a choice." Lord Herod took a deep breath, his expression conflicted. "Let us see the healer first. Then, we shall proceed from there. alright?"
"Okay," Emeriel whispered, her voice barely audible.
Every day, her impending full heat scared her even more than the previous day.
The terror grew, settling deeper into her bones, an all-consuming fear threatening to overwhelm her.
ARKERIA
Aekeira, along with Amie and other slaves, were nestled deep within the woods. Seated around a weathered wooden table amidst the lush greenery of the forest, engrossed in the art of lantern-making. Their laughter and chatter filled the air as they carefully crafted lanterns from thin, flexible bamboo, skillfully bent and tied into graceful spherical shapes.
The hours melted away as they worked, but their spirits remained lifted, enthusiastic. They shared stories and dreams, envisioning themselves exploring the festival grounds and perhaps even getting to dance. Aekeira's legs were growing numb from sitting for so long, she needed a break.
back," she
woods, she savored the refreshing air, the earthy smell of
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further than intended. And when she finally came to
wonderful, Ackeira, she muttered, shaking her head at her own absentmindedness. As she turned to retrace. her
would recognize that graceful poise
I could turn back and leave. These were her first thoughts,
body
its pace, a swarm of butterflies erupted in her
areas.
now happened to be her greatest enemy-flooded her with vivid memories of their last encounter. Memories she
lips, but Aekeira bit down hard to hold it back. Bloody heaven, but
her
had heard other girls whisper about carnal pleasure, but she had
would know, right? After all, she was no stranger to the act. Sex was all about pain, punishment, power, and dominance; it had nothing to do with pleasure or release. At
sexual intimacy, yet Aekeira's head had spun
this starving hunger she now harbored. And not
whispered.
between herself and the object of
that I
dead in her
she heard him clearly, so attuned to him-Devil's bones, this was
into a slight bow, "I apologize if I disturbed your solitude. I wandered
far."
walking towards
GRAND LORD VLADYA
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