Sneak Peek of Amareth Falls Chapter 12 (Patreon)

A little sneak peek since you have been waiting a while.

Chapter 12 - Mistress

With dinner gone I stared at my empty plate lost deep inside as Mara and Galli chatted.

“So Galli, I hope our dear Amareth hasn’t given you much trouble with teaching her the ways of our household?”

My interest was piqued by becoming their target once more.

“Oh, not at all Ma’am, she honestly gave herself over to her duties within the first few hours of shadowing me,” Said Galli giving me an appraising glance. “Though, I would like to think, it's my service oriented thoughts that wore her down so quickly.”

I tried to shrink into my seat as I stared out the window at the grounds, framed under an arch of slowly roiling Jovian clouds.

“She did? That’s good to hear, I won’t deny I wasn’t certain if the little fae could handle a spitfire like her.”

“Well I found her to be very willing, even eager to help with a certain lady's feet,” said Galli, prodding my foot under the table.

I blushed trying to not make eye contact with her.

“My, to think such a strong mercenary would turn out to be a little degenerate.” Mara contemplated my flushed cheeks relishing my silent dismay.

“I, that’s not true! The link must have made me… Enjoy doing that. I-it had to be because of Galli’s influence.”

“Ha, I doubt it, Galli has never shown much initiative in that area,” said Mara smirking at Galli and I. “You were only linked to her, Amareth.”

“I, I thats. I. ”

Galli giggled watching me trip over my words, “You’re really struggling to come up with something huh?”

I felt a stockinged foot rub against my smooth latex leg under the table, I blushed harder and squirmed as an unwanted heat blossomed.

“Hey, Galli that’s, that's not fair, stop t-touching me I can’t.”

“You can’t deny you're enjoying this?”

“I, uh n— no.”

I felt trapped between Galli’s prodding and Mara’s gaze. This continued with the two circling me and tying me up in my attempts to deny Gallis observations. I felt betrayed. My cheeks were roasting with embarrassment, my thoughts swirled caught inside the onslaught of teasing and domination. I felt dizzy with endorphins, I wanted to blame Sylphi but the feelings were nuanced. My shame was my own.