Chapter Twenty-Two
“Are you all right?”Melsint said, peeking into Evston’s bedroom off the playroom.
He had been true to his word of treating her like a pet, though none of the spankings or whippings had been harsh. They had all felt quite a bit like foreplay, which they always were.
And the four of them had spent increasing amounts of time together. There were no boundaries anymore. And honestly, Brande found she didn’t want any.
“My wrist itches,” Brande complained, holding up her cuffed wrists.
Melsint darted in and pushed a finger into the restraint to scratch Brande’s skin. “Better?”
“Yes!”
“I’d better go. He said not to keep you company while you’re supposed to be reflecting this last couple of hours.”
Brande rolled her eyes.
“Are you happy your punishment days are almost up?”
“Yes,” she said. “And no.”
Melsint smiled. “It’s confusing, isn’t it?”
Brande nodded.
A sound outside made Melsint shoot to her feet and fly out of the room.
“What are you doing, pet?” Evston asked.
“Nothing. Just checking to see that she’s all right.”
“Is that your responsibility?”
“No, my lord.”
“Tomorrow you’ll spend half a day locked in the pet room for doing exactly what you were told not to do,” he said.
