“As you know Lord Zendar, the Emperor himself will grace us with his presence in a few months. We need to place in his bed girls from old and noble families, such as yours, who can first gain his favor and then further the interests of our city. Read some poetry, or invite some friends”, Zendar replied. Come move over here by the wall mirror, I want you to see what I will be doing to you.”
Zendar moved uneasily, as he had to clench his asshole to avoid shitting prematurely. How could this sweet girl, who used to yelp when he spanked her ass too hard or would wince and gag when he tried to pee in her mouth, have turned into a shit-whore? While they were in a room full of people, what they did felt so intimate to Zendar that his mind had forgotten all about the rest of party or Lady Dara.
