Chapter ２８

When he stands up, my eyes go to his crotch. Seeing his tented trousers makes me want to groan again. I wish he'd instruct me to go on my knees and accept his big veiny cock.

He approaches slowly and stops a few feet away. I could grip his cock if I reached for him. Nope. I'm trying hard to submit. Hard. Hard. It's like not eating for three days and then being told to eat at a buffet. You're grateful, yet you want to eat everything. As terrible as it is to be near to him while chained, it gets me hornier than before. I'm baffled. I've never felt this way before; maybe I've never found a true guy who could command me. Paul...and King William .

Why can't I stop thinking about a stranger? And now, half-naked before Paul? It seems OK. He's treating me the same way Henry does, which drives me insane.