Chapter Nine
Rejoining me Mistress Reyna cupped the back of my head with one frighteningly red-clawed hand and lifted it off the mattress. She held her bone vessel to my lips with the other.
“Drink!” she ordered. “Drain it to the last drop.”
I was a bit conflicted about this, even more so than before.
Repellant taste and ingredients (and already scalded mouth) aside I knew what I was in for this time: yet more agonizing swelling and relentless depraved craving. I was both terrified and perversely thrilled by this prospect. I was also resigned to it though. Aside from my helpless immobility, refusing an order from my owner was unthinkable. Holding my breath to make it more palatable I downed the entire draught as she poured it into me. The result was of course a repeat of what happened
