"Web of Deception"

As we stepped back into Mari's chambers, she let out a sigh of relief, the tension from the meeting with the demon lord still evident in her shoulders. She began to change out of her formal attire, slipping out of the elegant gown and into something much more provocative. The fabric was a deep, rich red, and it hugged her curves in all the right places. I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease as she prepared herself for...whatever it was she had planned. I stood still, watching as she worked, trying not to draw attention to myself. But Mari's eyes flicked to mine, and she smiled, a mischievous glint in her eye. She knew exactly what she was doing, and she was enjoying every minute of it. Just as she was finishing up, the door to the chamber burst open, and Vorgath stormed in, his face twisted in anger. "You have a pleasure slave," he growled, his eyes fixed on me. "You humiliate me, Mari. You flaunt your wealth and status in my face." Mari barely glanced at him, her expression dismissive. "I do not humiliate you, Vorgath," she said, her voice cool. "I simply have a certain...arrangement. One that does not concern you." Vorgath's face darkened, his eyes flashing with anger. But Mari just laughed, a throaty, seductive sound. "You would do well to remember your place, husband," she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "You are not my superior, and I will not be lectured by you." It was clear that Mari had planned this confrontation, had deliberately goaded Vorgath into a reaction. And it worked, because Vorgath's anger seemed to give way to something else, a desire that burned hot and fierce. He strode across the room, his eyes fixed on Mari, and swept her up in his arms. "Take me to bed," he growled, his voice husky with desire. Mari smiled, a smile that was both triumphant and seductive. She wrapped her arms around his neck, and Vorgath carried her to the bed, pulling the curtain closed behind them. As the sounds of their lovemaking began, Vorgath's eyes flicked to mine, and he smiled, a cruel, cold smile. "As for you," he said, his voice dripping with malice. "My dogs of war have been waiting for you." The wolf girls, Vorgath's "dogs of war," stepped forward, their eyes gleaming with excitement. They reached out, and dragged me out of the room, the sounds of Mari and Vorgath's lovemaking growing fainter as we went. I knew that I was in for a night of pain and pleasure, a night that would leave me scarred and changed forever.