Bondage
Tejeda sat on the side of the bed, thinking about how he should spend the night. He was certain that the king knew more than he was letting on. There was also his technique of enticing Tejeda to stay for the night. There was something more than met the eye.
The door creaked open, and a beautiful feminine voice called out, "Can I enter?"
Even though he didn’t answer, delicate footsteps approached him. The moment he turned around, his jaw hung open. The woman he asked for the night, Alina, was in the room completely naked.
At first, he saw her face. No tinge of red blushed her cheeks. If she had any shred of decency in her body, he couldn’t tell. Though what her body did have was quite exquisite. Those generous curves were much better than he envisioned them, and they fit her boldness perfectly.