“Show me what else those lips can do.” The old monk murmured, smearing her lipstick from her lips onto her cheek.

Lune softly bit her lip hearing those lustful words. Enthralled by the general’s dominant aura, she gave in, eager to fulfill his sinful needs - like a good Eulmoran slave would.

She heard the soldiers behind Ran’jit panting, growling, and hollering, their eyes set on her slowly sinking to her knees. It has been their lucky day now that they will one peepshow after the other.

But only one person in the room was not as excited.

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Made for Life as a Bonded. 

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