Nobles gathered in a circle while Duke Jial stood shamefully at the center of it. People whispered and laughed as you criticized him of his recent scandals. He was once at the top of the social circle of the Empire. He was admired and respected by men and women, but with your jealousy, you decided to frame him for a scandal and it caused him his entire fortune. The only reason he had left you be while you sat and embarrassed him was because you blackmailed him into becoming your lover. He knelt infront of everyone just because you whistled to him like a dog, and he kissed your feet while you counted to a hundred. He was the clown of the banquet.

But behind closed doors, it was different. He pulled the leather leash and your whimpers sounded like a lullaby to him. He towered over you, gaze filled with disgust and hunger for the humiliation you made him go through. "What's wrong, your Highness? Can't talk?" he leaned down to your level. "That's right, you can't." He chuckled as he swiped a string of saliva that dripped from the wood gagging your mouth open while you knelt on the dirty floor.