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Chapter 8 – Checkmate of Silent Night

I can do this.

When Kai is done, I can’t help the pride I feel for holding my orgasm. There were times when I thought I would slip. Times when I thought, What’s a few lashes? It would be worth it to have the pleasure. But I didn’t. I remained strong. Kai cleans himself up and leaves the room.

It’s dark outside, but I don’t believe it is late. I hear Claus shuffling around in the other room, and my curiosity is piqued. After several minutes, Claus enters the playroom. I’m still hunched over the table, and my arms are still restrained. Kai’s cum, which was dripping down my legs, has now dried. I’m sweaty, sticky, and want a shower. However, I want food more than anything. I need blood.

“How are you feeling?” he asks.

“I’m sore, stiff, and hungry. My King, may I please have something to eat?”

He looks at me curiously. “Yes, you may. I’ve already spoken to the kitchen and asked them to prepare a meal for you.”

“Thank you.”

He unlocks the restraints holding my hands. “You may stand up now.”

I do and stretch as he watches me.

He looks away and gestures toward the bathroom. “Go shower. There is a nightgown for you to wear. Put it on and return to me when you are done.”

“Yes, My King.” The thought of a shower and a meal has me giddy. I rush into the bathroom and go straight to the shower. I turn on the water, test it, and when it’s the right temperature, I get in. It feels amazing. I wash my body, my face, and my hair. Claus has vanilla body wash and shampoo in here, which I find a bit odd. I would have expected a more manly scent. When I turn to rinse my hair, I notice two more bottles in the corner of the shower. There they are, the manly scents. The vanilla must be for me. I smile at his kindness.

He is not kind, Serena. He stole your empire,

I remind myself.

I turn off the water and dry myself with the towel hanging on the hook to the left of the shower. Once I am dry, I walk to the nightgown Claus laid out for me. Next to it is a bottle of lotion with a note attached, reading:

Put this on.

I do as he says, and the vanilla fragrance fills my nostrils. It’s a soft, pleasant aroma, and I find I like it. I put the nightgown on, reveling in how good it feels to have clothes on.

Claus is sitting at the table. He pulls the chair out next to him and gestures for me to sit. “You smell good,” he says as I take my place in the chair. I’m a little taken aback that he is letting me sit at the table. The last time, I ate on the floor. “Before I reveal your meal, you must promise me to eat everything on your plate.”

I don’t think twice and agree. I am so hungry, I’m sure I will have no problems eating it all. He lifts the lid of the plate, and I squeal with excitement. The plate is heaping with human food, a large steak buried underneath potatoes, carrots, and mushrooms. I’m not a huge fan of vegetables, but I learned that we eat what we must in order to survive. The aroma is heavenly, and I look to Claus for direction. “May I eat now?”

He smiles and nods. “You may.”

I dive in. Everything tastes amazing, including the vegetables.

“Slow down, Serena. Eating too fast will make you sick.”

I pause. He’s right. It’s been so long since I have had food in my belly, I need to eat this in moderation. And then it dawns on me. There is no way I will be able to eat all this food. Yes, I’m starving, but my stomach will quickly fill, and I won’t be able to eat another bite. Damn him! “My King, I neglected to ask what would happen if I did not eat all the food on my plate.”

“Getting full, are we?” he asks cunningly.

“No, not yet, but I have realized what will happen as I continue to eat.”

“So now you are regretting your hasty agreement?”

“I am.” I look at my plate. No way. There is no way.

“You know what, Serena? Since you realized it before you went any further, it shows me that although you were late, you realize the consequences of making decisions without thinking them through.” He speaks with so much condescension, I feel like a little kid at the dinner table. “So, I will let it slide this time and will not punish you. In fact, I will reward you.”

My eyes light up. “You will?”

He smiles and continues to eat. Obviously, he’s not going to tell me more, so instead of pressing him, I go back to eating my meal, more slowly now.

When we are both done eating, Claus looks at me and says, “Stand up and take off your nightgown.”

I do as he asks and immediately expect him to do something sexual to me as I watch him remove his clothes as well. It’s been his ammo since I arrived. But to my surprise, he walks toward me and swoops me up, cradling me into his arms. Leaning his head to his right, he says, “Drink.”

“My King, if I may, are you allowing what I think you are?”

“I am. But there are conditions. You must drink when I tell you to drink and you must stop when I tell you to stop. Understood?”

“Understood.”

If you do not obey, I will kill you. Don’t make me do it.”

“Will you drink from me?”


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