Velra stepped forward slowly.
She stopped a few feet away and tilted her head.
Karven's lip trembled. "V-Velra…"
She didn't answer him.
Instead, she turned—toward Zain.
Her Master.
"Master, why don't you punish me?"
She ran her fingers along her own throat, tracing the collar he gave her.
"Here. In front of him."
She smiled cruelly, never once looking back at Karven.
"Let's show him why you're the one I chose."
"Why you're the only one I'll ever kneel for."
Zain walked forward slowly, smirking.
He stopped beside her.
"Not bad."
"This might've been your best idea yet."
Velra bowed her head lower, fingers moving deliberately.
"I exist to serve you, Master."
She unzipped his pants, using her mouth.
Exposing the huge cock she now served without hesitation
Karven watched from the rubble, barely breathing.
His fingers dug into shattered stone.
His chest rose and fell.
As if something inside him were destroyed.
He had once told Velra to keep her eyes down.
