Slave to the EmpireChapter 2
Kieron closed his eyes and tried to relax. His arms and legs hurt from the straps, and despite the soft padded leather, so did his abdomen. He heard the door behind him open, followed by a hand massaging his lower back. The elf Matron stood before him and touched his hair. "Well, no welts, cuts, or burns. You must have been quite truthful to the Inquisitor." She sighed. "Unfortunately, I can't play with you like I want to." She tweaked his cheek. "You made a good impression on perhaps...