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I walk away and take up my usual spot before I’m seen standing near Lasta again, especially when he is clearly making a scene.
The human girl spotting me has me paranoid. The last thing I need is my fellow slaves lashing out at me, thinking I’m a naga lover. Which apparently I am now.
A few minutes later, when Lasta is done yelling at the guard, I sneak a look back at him. He’s staring me down, brows furrowed.
Apparently, he doesn’t understand the word subtle. That or he just doesn’t care. I’m getting the vibe that it’s the latter. And apparently, I like this… or at least my body does.
I can feel my face heating up the longer I hold his gaze, so I quickly get back to my work.
Despite how intrigued I am by Lasta, I’m not sure how much more of this I can take. I’m not sure if I’m meant for this, and part of me wonders if all of this is a huge mistake waiting to blow up in my face.
Over the next few hours, I sneak little peaks at him when I’m sure that no one is looking. I watch him watching us… Watching me. I watch him ordering guards around with such authority that I can’t help but be turned on by it.
It’s hard not to imagine that authority being directed at me. As I work, my mind creates different scenarios with him.
Lasta telling me to get on my knees and standing over me, looking down on me.
I picture him ordering me around, and I imagine myself obeying him without question. I imagine the wicked smile that would light up his face at the control he would have over me. The gleam in his eye at my obedience.
In my fantasies, Lasta would leave me in his room all day while he was at work, and he would tell me not to move an inch until he got back. And he would know if I obeyed him or not and punish me if I didn’t.
If I obeyed him, then he would come home and fuck me until I passed out with him inside of me. If I disobeyed, then he would tie me up so that I was unable to move, and then he would take his knife out and torture me with it until I was begging for him to stop. But he wouldn’t stop, he would keep going until I was absolutely out of my mind.
Finally, he would lick all my wounds before rewarding me with his cock for staying so still. He’d blow my mind and then hold me while I fell asleep, rubbing my wounds to remind me what happens when I don’t obey him.
“Fuck!” I shout, looking down to see blood running down my arm. “Fuck,” I repeat. My focus must have slipped while I was… fantasizing.
“Are you okay?” a human girl nearby asks, reaching towards me.
“Don’t touch her,” Lasta demands, causing the girl to shrink back immediately, almost running back to her workstation. “What the fuck did you do now?” He directs this one at me.
“I-I don’t know, my hand must have slipped.”
“This is unacceptable. You can’t continue your work like this. Now I have to walk you to the infirmary,” he grunts.
“I’m really fine, it’s not as bad as it looks.”
“Don’t lie to me. There’s already so much blood on the floor that you’re going to slip and fall in it. Let’s go. Now,” he demands.
“No.”
“Excuse me?”
“Just go with him, Krista, I’ll check on you later,” another human butts in.
“Shut up and get back to work!” Lasta shouts at her.
“Fine, fine, okay I’ll go. But there’s no need for you to escort me. Marena can walk with me.”
“You don’t give the orders, I do. And I say that Marena has to stay here to pick up the slack that you are causing by injuring yourself. Now stop talking and follow me.”
I sigh, knowing that he’s right. I really do need medical attention. The cut is actually a lot worse than I originally thought. The bleeding has yet to stop. It’s because of this andonlythis that I finally agree to go with him.
“Sorry,” I mouth to Marena, who waves me off and tries to give me a small smile. I can tell Lasta speaking to her has her terrified, but I appreciate the effort she’s putting in.
I follow Lasta for a few minutes before I realize that we’re going in the wrong direction.
“The infirmary is back that way,” I say.
