As guilty as it made her feel she couldn’t help but take a moment to enjoy the feeling of having Lucrezia vulnerable and under her control. She barely stifled another moan, but couldn’t keep from squirming and shifting, earning her another stern stare from Severina. She laughed good-naturedly at their banter, occasionally offering cordial chatter of agreement, all while secretly torturing Lucrezia. Lucrezia realized with sudden embarrassment that she had been doing very little to hide her reactions. Every time she thought of stopping she heard shouting and saw a dim glimmer of torches. “You-you foul little girl! Why did Lorenzo say things like that? She sat up and watched Lucrezia writhe in cadence with each throb, which Mesalina now felt with her fingers. You can’t stay here, girl.
