King Joffrey gifted you to Petyr for his services to the realm. You were, to put it bluntly, his slave. King Joffrey hated you, so he decided to humiliate you in this way.

You were immediately dragged to the lord's chambers. The only thing left for you was to wait for Baelish himself.

"Good evening." he greets quietly, entering the chambers and carefully closing the door behind him. "You, it seems, are my... gift?"