The Warlord's Pet by Loki Renard

Author:Loki Renard [Renard, Loki]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Stormy Night Publications
Published: 2016-10-13T21:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

Although she had been punished thoroughly, Celeste was not subdued in the slightest. She managed to behave herself as they left the amphitheater and avoid further public punishment, but she sulked and snarled at Alistair all the way back to the bedroom, where, of course, he put her in her cage and dropped the cover over her.

“You need to settle down, pet,” he said in his gravelly tones. “You earned every bit of what you got. I will not tolerate disrespect, especially public disrespect and disobedience.”

He had stripped her of every bit of pride, deprived her of her arrogance and Celeste hated him for it. She had spent so very long constructing the image of a fine lady; to have it torn away from her, to be shown that she was a lustful woman who thrilled to a dominant man and found unparalleled release in submission was more than she could bear.

Every time she thought of how he had punished her pussy in front of so many people, she blushed all over and felt her pussy tingle. She was aroused by his treatment as much as she hated it. There would be other gatherings, she knew that much, and at each of them she would be displayed, punished, used for Alistair’s amusement.

How could he do this to her? He hated her. There could be no other reason for the cruelty he was showing her, a complete lack of regard for her feelings. But the passion of his lovemaking was so intense. Every time he touched her, sank inside her, every time his lips met hers, she felt a fire of something she’d never felt before, an emotional response that made her want to cry with joy.

She had thought that something meaningful was happening between them. When he stroked her hair and gazed into her eyes, there was a spark of something tender—or so she’d imagined. Now she knew any softness she had imagined was pure fantasy. She was nothing more than a political prisoner being used and humiliated for his own ends.

In Alistair’s arms, she felt powerful, free, connected to someone greater than herself. But back in the cage, the world came crashing down again. She was small. Alone. She heard his footsteps recede, pause, and then continue on their way. In the distance, the soft swish of the doors told her that he had left the room. Only then did Celeste allow the bitter tears to flow in full force. She buried her face in a pillow and sobbed her sadness into it until she fell asleep.

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