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“Sleep peacefully tonight,claimed one,” he says. “You need it. You’ll be on full display tomorrow night for your officialclaiming.”

He touches the pill to my lips and I hesitate.

“I will be with you the entire time you sleep, Sera,” he says. “Nothing is going to happen to you. I would tell you. You would know. You would beg for it to happen.”

I part my lips and accept the pill. There’s an unopened bottle of water on the nightstand. He twists the cap off and pours water into my mouth and I swallow down the pill. I swallow a second time and look up at him.

“Yours,” I whisper.

“Mine,” he says, stroking my chin.

He can do anything he wants to me. Anytime. Any place. Trust, lust, emptiness, pure exhaustion… I’m not sure…

A few minutes after swallowing the pill I feel it working through my bloodstream. I’m getting relaxed and tired. Tyrant eases me down to the bed. My wrists tied in front of my body.

He kisses me again. Deep and slow. He pulls away with that wet kissing sound. Then I feel his mouth move down to my rightbreast. Taking me into his mouth. Sucking hard. Teeth nibbling at my nipple, pulling. My body grows more and more tired. Numb but not to pleasure.

I want to groan. I want to tell him to keep going. I can’t even move my mouth. Tyrant bites my nipple and pulls away. I fall asleep, my pussy throbbing, ass tender, and my right nipple sore.

It’s the happiest version of hell I can assume there exists.

Chapter Twenty-One

TYRANT

Myclaimedoneis fast asleep and I stand and watch her.

Her tits look delicious, gently pressed together. Her wrists tied with soft, soothing velvet. She’ll be just fine. Sore. Bruised. But all that heals. That’s the point of it. Most everything can heal. You just have to sometimes shut the fuck up and deal with what’s in front of you.

My right hand touches Serafina’s left shoulder. It slides down to her tit. My thumb strokes across her nipple. I squeeze her tit just enough to get a reaction out of her. She’s stoned and sleeping but can still feel touches. Pleasure. Pain.

Tonight isn’t the night for it. I’ve got other work to do. I exit the bedroom and enter theotherbedroom to clean up. Nothing worse than leaving a mess behind.

Serafina’s sweet honey-cum that escaped from her body down to the floor has already dried. That’s okay. I don’t mind her enticing scent lingering in the air. Even if it drives my cock crazy.

Once the room is clean, I take a shower.

When I stroke my cock with a handful of sudsy soap, I’m instantly hard. Throbbing. There’s not even the slightest bit of temptation to keep going and finish myself off.

Why the fuck would I even bother? I have a perfectly nice, warm cunt in my bed. Tied up. Drugged up.

I finish my shower and move to the next part of my night. I’m going to find out everything there is to know about Serafina Lockart. There’s something different about her. She’s far from the normal like the other new arrivals I’ve seen get passed through the legion and a brood.

I carry a chair into the bedroom and sit down with my phone, with Serafina’s phone, and a laptop. I smirk when her phone prompts me for a passcode. As though I won’t be able to get into her phone in a matter of seconds anyway.

I work, taking breaks to stare at her perfect tits and tied up wrists. I stare at her slit, licking my lips, wanting to drink from her cunt. When she groans and moves, my cock aches, watching her tits bounce. Watching when she opens her legs and her cunt blooms a little.

But I have to keep focus on my work. I know it’s not in my best interest to get involved in myclaimed one’s personal life.

I’ve been known every now and again to not follow rules though.

Tonight,myclaimed onegets…claimed.

I choose a light pink dress for her to wear. She puts the dress on and comes out of the bedroom looking fucking perfect. I catch a breath in my throat and chest for a second.

Serafina can’t see my face because I’m wearing my mask. I’m dressed in all black. My hands are at my sides. I don’t move. I don’t have to move. I’m not supposed to move.

“Is this okay?” Serafina whispers.

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