Protected: BOUND TO THE BEAST : CHAPTER 81 – 90
BOUND TO THE BEAST : CHAPTER 81 – 90
It had been a week since Emeriel’s whipping when he was reassigned to the tavern again, as a cellar slave.
He had done his best to avoid that place, even suggesting alternative work assignments when given the chance. But this time, he had no other option.
There was a weekend gathering at the tavern, and they needed extra help. When Emeriel had attempted to suggest an alternative, the slave master’s glare shut him up.
Although Emeriel was fortunate to be paired with Amie, she appeared just as dispirited as he was. Slaves were wary of the taverns, because of their customers. And slave master Boris.
As Emeriel entered the inn with Amie trailing behind him, all eyes turned towards them. Urekai males occupied each table, some sipping ale, others engaged in card games.
Tankards of ale and goblets of wine were raised in toasts, while storytelling and minstrel music filled the air.
In the dimly lit corners, some Urekai males had their slaves pleasuring them, while they laughed boisterously amidst their conversations. The tavern was bustling tonight.
Every step drew more eyes upon them as they made their way towards the counter.
“That boy is back again,” Emeriel overheard someone mutter. Then, in a louder voice, the male called out, “Come here, slaves.”
Emeriel wished he could pretend not to be the one summoned. However, with all those eyes fixed on him, he couldn’t afford such a mistake.
He walked towards the male and stood before the table. “Good day, sirs,” he greeted everyone at the table.
The Urekai male’s large hand reached for his cheek and cradled it, frowning. “For a male, you have a ridiculously soft skin.”
Hands groped his buttocks, touching and squeezing as if they had every right to do so.
Emeriel swallowed his revulsion, his body tense with the effort not to react.
“Yeah, you’re right, Cypher. He’s pretty soft, and that skin… as pale and beautiful as alabaster,” one of them cheered. “Hey, slave, get down on your knees. You’re going to suck me off,” the male ordered.
Cypher glared at the other male. “Back off, Ralph. This one is mine,” he declared.
To Emeriel, he said, “Get on your knees. I think the boys would be happy to see you suck cock. But if you’re going to suck cock, it sure as hell will be mine.”
“But, I’m needed in the cellar. I have to go inside—”
“You don’t need to do anything except what we tell you,” Cypher threatened, his eyes filled with rage. “If you don’t want me to cut off your tongue, you’ll do as I ask. Right. Now.”
Emeriel’s knees hit the floor. From the corner of his eye, he saw a man roughly groping Amie, another pair of hands on her breasts.
BOUND TO THE BEAST : CHAPTER 81 – 90
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