The Tangled Tree by S K Munt

Author:S K Munt [Munt, S K]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-01-25T05:00:00+00:00

18.

Once I’d been scrubbed down to what I was sure was my new-born skin I was allowed to get into the shower to wash my own hair and rinse the residue of my soak in the bath off me while the other beauticians finished off the older Companions. I was quick in the shower because I had my heart set on seeing Resonah and Rosina before they left, but by the time I walked out into the main room again, wrapping my hair in a towel turban-style and feeling almost human again, I was dismayed to see just the beauticians left waiting for me. Even Heath had left! And to my horror, the moment they saw me they motioned for me to undress so that they could fit me into a corset and pair of matching underwear that weren’t just scandalous- but humiliating.

The corset was golden made of a leaf design that showed lace and skin between each individual leaf, but it was fitted so tight that by the time they’d laced me up, I almost had more breasts than I did bottom! And though the same golden leaves covered my intimate flesh on the bikini briefs, they grew sparser and sparser as the lacy fabric reached stretched to my hips and blended in so perfectly with my skin colour that it looked like I was only wearing a few strategically placed leaves when the light shimmered off them.

‘Oh god…’ I whispered, covering my face so I wouldn’t have to look for my shoes but see only breasts. ‘Oh god…’

I knew Kohén was going to lose his fool mind when he saw me in this get-up and I had to admit that I sort of looked forward to seeing his face when he undressed me later (which was bound to happen- I wasn’t THAT naïve yet!) but that would be a private moment and this was anything but. And when they added lace-topped stockings with a garter belt and delicate, glittering golden heels, my face flamed to the point where Dulcie ordered the pedicurist/manicurist to go get me a glass of water while she pressed her hands to my face and ordered me to breathe and sit and not die again.

I did as I was told, but it took five minutes before I was able to slow my racing heart and lose the flush and even after those symptoms had faded, my mortification remained the same: I wasn’t being dressed to be dressed, but stripped and ravaged and they all knew it. I was a whore and I could not deny that, for who else but a whore would put more time and effort to how they looked without their clothes on than with? And why was this so much more embarrassing now then when they’d prepped me for that awful ritual?

Um, because you were a virgin then but you’re a confirmed sex worker now, maybe?

Oh, how I wished Resonah and Rosina had stayed there, because I knew they would

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