34 - He Makes Me Like A Servant

"Ugh. You! What did you put in this porridge?" I stopped eating as I started to feel a bad sensation in my mouth.

The rice porridge I swallowed left a hot, bitter taste in my mouth. When I finished it all, I realized that there was something strange in this food.

"Y-you... Did you poison me!?" I asked as she turned her back on me so nonchalantly.

I tried to crawl from this bed to another corner, to get some water. And guess what the servant did to me. She threw away the glass of water I'd worked so hard to get.

"You!" I growled, feeling my body getting stranger and stranger.

Strangely, I didn't feel like I was going to faint. Instead, the effects of the poison on my body seemed to burn me alive with an overwhelming sultry sensation.

"Ugh. Damn. It's so hot!" I complained, struggling like a worm on this bamboo bed.

My hands moved on their own as I stripped off my clothes one by one, the heat already making me lose my logic. And the servant, not feeling guilty about me at all. Her gaze