The Slave's Bind

Elara's POV:

His hot breath fanned across my skin, and the rigid head of his cock twitched right against my spine. *I can always help you bath with my own hands.*

The deep, gravelly whisper hung in the heavy silence of my kitchen. I stared at the cabinet in front of me, my eyes wide and unblinking. Panic and heat flooded my veins, rushing straight to my face. My racing mind desperately struggl