Chapter 31: Our Audience

"Don't move." That was Theodore's command before he left my chamber while I was left tied to the headboard of my bed.

My dress that was torn in between had exposed me down to the apex of my thighs, I couldn't believe that I was going to do a deed here in the Dragonfly Mansion when they said that this was sacred.

Not only that, I couldn't just ignore the fact being tied up like this seemed like a typical day for me while my wet core was begging for attention. I wanted to be pleased and punished at the same time.

"What is wrong with me?" I muttered, struggling to feel that the belt he tied on my wrists was so tight that I assumed that it would leave a mark later.

Looks like I needed to find a dress that had some long sleeves later. I would summon a servant later to help finish the touches.

I patiently waited for Theodore's return. But it seemed like he was taking his sweet time, making me feel impatient, wondering where he was right now. I was planning to move, but Theodore ordered me