A Night Before A Legion - Part 1

Stripped of her title, Ophelia awaited the return of her husband in his room alongside his numerous slaves. Dressed in but a thin transparent cloth, she felt exposed, defenseless even, but even so she kept hoping that he would see reason if she talked to him. The other girls, however, didn't share her optimism as most of them, unlike her, weren't centaurian but of different species. Even just laying with Gara was lethal enough for their internal but with how rough he gets sometimes, they feared the worst while he raped their bodies. 

"Where is he?" Ophelia murmured, her heart racing with angst.