Page 180 of Devil's Bargain

The man nods his head and motions for the servant to leave. “We’re done here.”

He takes my arm and leads me back the way we came. My slick arousal trails down my thighs. My cheeks are burning.

“There you are!” Baron beams as we return.

“What’s your asking price?” The man says.

Baron holds his hand out to me, smiling as I obediently walk over to him. “She’s not for sale.”

“Everything can be bought for the right price. Whatever you paid, I’ll double it.”

My heart thunders in my chest. He turned me down a minute ago, and now he wants to buy me. What sick game was he playing in there?

“She’s not for sale!” Baron’s words are final. “Now that we’ve discussed business,” he says, addressing the men in the room. “Let’s enjoy the finest whisky.”

Servants appear out of nowhere with tumblers on trays.

Baron orders me to kneel. “You’re not to move from this spot! Make my guests feel welcome if they seek you out.”

I watch him leave. His words don’t sink in until the clinking sound of a belt steals my attention. I drag my eyes away from Baron’s broad back as he talks to an elderly man. A hand is in my hair, and a cock is in my face, prodding against my lips.

“Open wide, whore!”

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