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“Well? What say you? Step forward one by one and speak,” Master Lendrex demanded.
The first male—a Viridian with gold and silver scales mingled together—stepped forward and said, “Guilty!”
The second male stepped forward—another “Guilty” rang out.
And so it went, on down the line. Even Lovely—who was last in line—said, “Guilty,” in a low voice, keeping her head down so she didn’t have to meet Seline’s eyes again as she spoke.
Seline felt sick. It was like every courtroom drama she’d ever seen where the innocent defendant gets railroaded into prison by a corrupt system. But it was all happening so fast! She could still feel Nox at her back and she wondered desperately if the two of them could make a run for it.
But if you do that, you’ll never get the other half of the Far Box, whispered a steely little voice in her head. And then you’ll never get back to your own universe. You’ll never see your friends and family again!
The thought made her stand her ground, though she was more frightened than she had ever been—even when they’d been attacked by Cast-offs on Yonnie Six.
“Very good. A unanimous verdict of ‘guilty’ has been entered into the annuls of the Halls of Pain,” Master Lendrex intoned. “And now, let us hear the punishment you think this female deserves.”
Once more the first male stepped forward.
“A good whipping,” he said clearly. “With the Nine-tongued Thorn Whip. Rip her flesh to teach her a lesson!”
“What?” Seline gasped, before she could stop herself. Everyone looked at her and Master Lendrex gave her a baleful glare, reminding her that she wasn’t supposed to speak.
But Nox spoke up.
“That is an unacceptable punishment,” he growled, taking a step forward to glare back at Master Lendrex. “You promised that not a drop of my female’s blood would be shed.”
“I did make that promise,” Lendrex acknowledged grudgingly. “Very well—the Thorn Whip is out. Juror two, what is your recommendation?”
Seline was breathing a sigh of relief when the second Viridian male stepped forward, but his words made her feel sick all over again.
“If she cannot be bled, then I say put her in the Ghost Box,” he said matter-of-factly. “It’s an excellent punishment and there are no thorns to rip her flesh.”
The Ghost Box? Seline felt like she had swallowed a giant ice cube and it was sitting in the bottom of her stomach, refusing to melt. Oh God, not the Ghost Box! The idea of being put into that horrible clear box and being raped repeatedly by the angry dis-incorporated spirits that lived inside made her blood run cold.
“Please,” she whispered. “Please, not that! Anything but that!” Being whipped until she bled would be a better option by far!
But the other jurors seemed to agree—at least all the males did. They all agreed that the Ghost Box was the right punishment for her.
“The Ghost Box is the best punishment for a female who doesn’t know her place,” the fourth male juror said. “Once her pussy has been stretched by several ghost cocks and she’s dripping with their cum, she’ll realize her only function is to be fucked and bred by her Master!”
Seline was beginning to panic. She backed up until she could feel Nox’s broad chest and muscular abs against her shoulders.
“Nox,” she whispered. “I don’t know…don’t know if I can do this. Even to get back home and see my family again. I don’t want to go in The Box!”
“Then you won’t go,” he growled in her ear. “And I’ll kill anyone who tries to put you in it.”
“No, I don’t want—” Seline began but then Lovely’s soft, clear voice rang out.
“Master Lendrex, I do not believe the Ghost Box is the right punishment for Seline,” she said, which made Seline jerk her head up to look at the other woman in surprise.
Lovely was standing forward and speaking to Master Lendrex—appealing to him and ignoring the crowd.
“Oh? And why is that, Lovely?” he asked, frowning.
“Well, we have heard the males in this room say that the Ghost Box does not induce any kind of blood loss but as a female who has been in the box, I can attest that this isn’t always the case,” Lovely said. “Several times when I was punished in the Box, the ghosts tore me down below.” She nodded between her thighs and blushed becomingly. “If you remember, Master, you had to treat me with a special healing salve and you did not have the use of my pussy for two whole days,” she went on, still speaking to Master Lendrex. “It was a hardship to both of us.”
“Well, yes…” He frowned. “I do recall that now. Go on, Lovely.”
“Thank you, Master. Well, because Seline has only been with one Master and has never experienced the Box before, I think it’s very likely that she would be torn and would bleed, thus invalidating your word and making you an oath-breaker—which would be terrible!” Lovely opened her turquoise eyes wide in apparent horror.
