Ren groaned, her cheek pressed against something hard and freezing cold. Her eyelashes fluttered open, her vision blurry as her brain struggled to boot up.
She was lying face-down on the stone table in the middle of the scullery.
"What the..." Ren mumbled, her voice raspy. She pushed herself up onto her hands and knees, and instantly, a sharp ache radiated through her entire lower body.
She gasped, her eyes flying wide open. She was naked. Her emerald silk dress was gone.
Panic hit her like a bucket of ice water. Ren frantically scrambled off the table, her legs shaking so violently she almost collapsed onto the floor. She looked down at herself. Her skin was flushed, her inner thighs were sticky, and her core was throbbing with an unmistakable ache that implied she had just been taken on a one-way trip to pound town.
But she couldn't remember any of it!
