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Why the fuck does that bother me?
“You can take one of the other females,” I say.
He raises his brows. “Oh, is she your special girl? I wasn’t aware you had come around so fast. You seemed skeptical the other day.”
I scoff. “Special?”
“Well, you are the King’s favorite lately. If you want to take a concubine, you can. One of these sluts will be reserved just for you. You can keep her all to yourself, you know.”
It never occurred to me that I could do just that. I’m the one in charge here now and can do as I please with whoever the fuck I want. I was planning to fuck her since she was in my room.
But this sounds much better. I’ll have complete ownership.
She’s going to be my special little slut to serve my every need. If I want to defile her at any moment’s time, I can and will. She’ll be at my beck and call like the proper slave she is.
The idea is appealing… enough so to drown out the distant alarm bells that ring in my mind when I think of her for too long.
6
MAYA
Ihear shuffling outside of my cell and instantly start trembling. I send up a silent prayer to the gods that no one is coming to get me. The last time was bad enough.
Sure, the naga wasn’t horrible to me, but who knows how bad he’ll get? Maybe he’s saving the worst of himself for when he decides to fuck me. Which I know is exactly where this is going. Just because he didn’t fuck me last time, that doesn’t mean he isn’t going to.
Or worse, they’ll give me to another naga who doesn’t care about first impressions. I’ve seen the way some of these human women return to their cells. It’s far from pretty.
A couple of the girls in neighboring cells start whimpering as boots begin walking past the cells. Four sets of them, it sounds like. I squeeze myself as far into the corner of my cell as possible, shaking even harder than before.
To my absolute horror, they stop in front of my cell, and I know they’re here for me because my cellmate has been gone since last night.
Four naga, each one looking angrier than the last. None of them are the ones who came to get me last time. The one who unlocks my cell door scoffs at the sight of me.
“Get the fuck up, slave. It’s time to report to your duties.”
“Please,” I whimper.
“Don’t make me come in there and grab you. I can’t hurt you, but we can make this a lot more unpleasant for you if you resist.”
I do as he says, knowing that he isn’t lying. The naga around here couldn’t care less about humans. They treat us like animals, they see us as animals. I’m nothing to them.
I walk forward, and as soon as I near the door, two of the naga grab either of my arms and start walking before I can catch my footing. I slip and begin a nosedive to the floor, but they catch me before I get close.
“Walk faster,” one of them grunts.
“We can’t hurt her,” another one says. “If the captain of the guard wants her, that makes her the most valuable slut in here.”
I feel the slightest relief at the fact that I won’t be going to a different naga, but I’m still nervous that he will be in a worse mood than last time. Technically, he can do whatever he wants to me, and that’s what scares me the most.
What would stop him from killing me when he’s done with me? No one would stop him, no one would even blink. No one would miss me.
“Shouldn’t we blindfold her? She’s going to know exactly how to escape.”
“And how do you suppose she would do that? Look at her. She’s not overpowering any of our guards.”
The first naga grunts in response.
He’s right. I can barely keep up with them, after being stuffed in that cell for days straight, surviving on the measly prison food they throw in my cell once a day. I’m weaker than I’ve ever been. Besides, I know better than to try to escape. That would be a death sentence.
