She couldn’t leave. Xxnx “Why’s she so restless? What would Mesalina think if she knew? She recoiled at the thought. Was this where Lorenzo worked? Lucrezia wasn’t asking for any of this, she was only meekly submitting to Mesalina. She heard herself gasp. …What ever it was… It wasn’t fair. Her naiveté was charming. “You’re doing perfect, sweet little Lucrezia. Now her body was stripped bare and was going to be washed by a stranger’s hands? We don’t have to talk about it.” She kissed the welt as lovingly as she could, soothing the irritated skin. She whispered to her and stroked her hair. Her hand gradually increased its pressure and tempo. This must be where Mesalina disappeared to after dinner every night. Lucrezia resisted the urge to tear herself from Severina’s grasp and worship every inch of the room.
