The Slave Queen
Midnight Starfrom slave to queenonce cast-off wife, now untouchable queenthe returned real heiress is the thousand-faced queen
I crossed my arms over my bra, repeating over and
over, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry.”
“You’re not sorry, you lying cow. You intentionally left that iron there, hoping I’d burn myself.” Spittle flew onto my face as he spat the words at me. When a cruel smile turned up the corners of his mouth, my blood ran cold. Oh, God, I knew that smile. My arms tightened around my breasts, trying to cover myself as I shook in fear. “Don’t you worry about me touching those big tits;you disgust me. What I’m gonna give you, girl, is a reminder of what happens when you fuck with me. You want to burn me and think you can get away with it? It’s time you learned a lesson you’ll never forget.” He turned me away from