- (R-18) -
''Yo master, where the fuck were you all this time?'' 006 sat on a bed in her shorts, her hands placed on her bare thighs.
The crass tone with which she addressed him struck a nerve on Fiona's head.
''Don't speak to daddy like that!'' She threatened the slave girl who seemed unfazed.
''What can you do? I'm his bitch.''
And those two sentences started a heated argument which Jake found too low for him to even interfere. Instead, he focused his gaze on the naga who owned this place.
Her name was Zayla. Quite exotic, just like her body. Maybe he could have a quickie before leaving Waun town.
Rewinding back a little, he and Fiona came to this town two hours ago. Fiona was amazed by the people, the market, the houses and the land.
There were no monsters, no sparkling lights or crystals. Instead, the yellowish-white sun hung high in the sky, basking everything on earth with its glorious light.
