“Are you learning, female?” he breathed into her ear. He pinched her n*****s, and she let out a tiny yelp.
“Yes, Master,” she replied anxiously. He let go of her breasts and came around to stand in front of her. He ran a hand between her legs, stroking her p***y and her inner thighs. It made her strain at the ropes binding her.
“You need to learn more,” he said. “And you need to learn it before I get you back to Gordburg and put you on display in the slave market. Men and women will come to look at you there.”
“Please, no,” Alexa begged. “Don’t do that to me.”
“Why not?” he asked, his hand still between her legs, caressing softly. “Your body is beautiful. Men will see it and want you. Women will see it and envy you.”
“No, they won’t,” Alexa moaned unhappily as she turned her head away
