Protected: BOUND TO THE BEAST : CHAPTER 221 – 230
BOUND TO THE BEAST : CHAPTER 221 – 230
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Written by Presh Alicia Daisy.
Once Amie had departed, Master Boris fixed Emeriel with a predatory gaze and pushed him against the wall. “At last.”
“Master Boris, please don’t—” Emeriel pleaded.
Boris silenced him with a slap across the face. “Do not presume to tell me what I can or cannot do. Do you understand?”
Emeriel’s teeth rattled from the force of the blow, and he tasted blood, “Y-yes.”
“Good.” Boris yanked Emeriel’s tunic out of his breeches, hoisted it over his head, and discarded it on the ground.
BOUND TO THE BEAST : CHAPTER 221 – 230
However, his smile faded upon seeing another layer of clothing. He pulled off that shirt, only to discover a third.
“How many shirts are you wearing!?” he hissed. “Stupid slave! When will you understand that modesty is not befitting of a slave? You must be easily accessible.”
Boris shoved the remaining shirts up, and as his fingers finally encountered the bare, soft skin of Emeriel’s belly, he pulled the two shirts over the boy’s shoulders and discarded them on the ground.
Then, his gaze shifted from Emeriel’s face to survey his exposed body.
Boris froze. His eyes hooked on the binding around Emeriel’s chest. The outline of breasts. Graceful curve of his waistline.
“Holy waters. What in the world…” Boris cursed under his breath. His gaze darted back to Emeriel. “What the fuck!?”
Quickly, he grabbed hold of Emeriel’s breeches—two layers of them—and pushed them down to the floor.
Stepping back, Boris stared at the bare hourglass figure before him. The most pretty pussy he has ever set his eyes on.
A momentary silence fell upon them.
Emeriel remained pinned to the wall, a burning revulsion washing over him. He squeezed his eyes shut, unable to bear the slave master’s gaze on his body. His vulnerable, naked body.
“I wonder why it never crossed my mind,” Boris mused, his eyes still locked on Emeriel’s female genitalia. “All the signs were there.
You were simply too beautiful for a male. I dismissed it as unusual but implausible.
It’s hard to believe that a girl could conceal such a secret in Ravenshadow––from all those grand lords whose sense of smell rivaled that of hellhounds.”
Boris was aroused, his erection rock solid. He was so hard that he could nail a wall right now. “You’re the most beautiful little thing I’ve ever seen.”
Emeriel whimpered. His hands inched towards his exposed sex, trying to shield himself.
“Don’t you dare!” Boris barked, and Emeriel’s hands froze. Slowly, he withdrew them, returning them to his sides.
“Untie your chest binding. Now,” Boris instructed.
“Master Boris—”
“Do not force me to repeat myself!” he snarled. “I have refrained from using my claws on those bindings because I know you need your disguise to return to the fortress.
But if you wish for me to keep your dirty little secret, you had better hurry.”
Emeriel let out another helpless whimper as he began to untie his bindings.
In a few seconds, they lay at his feet, and his breasts spilled out, full and firm. His nipples were rosy and hard, pointing directly at Boris.
“Holy Ukrae,” Boris breathed as he closed the distance between them. “I have discovered the most beautiful flower in Urai.”
BOUND TO THE BEAST : CHAPTER 221 – 230
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