She had no idea where Varga had gone. Giuliette didn’t say a word after that scream. She’d dragged Selena back to her feet and led her along by her leash. She sounded angry, huffing in what sounded like furious breaths.
After a few minutes, it felt like they were inside. The air was warm again, and Selena was being groped by several different pairs of hands that felt warm on her cold skin. Although it was intrusive, she liked the warmth, and she was a little wet again.
“You’re going to pay for what Varga did,” Giuliette whispered in her ear, stroking her shoulder at the same time. Then she began to untie the laces at the hood.
"Please don't take off the hood," Selena begged. "I can't have my family see me like this, please. I'll do anything."
"Too late," Giuliette snapped. She loosened some more of the laces, and brought the hood up over Selena's face, but kept it covered. Her eyes sparkled as she adjusted to the light. Despite being kept in the sweaty, uncomfortable darkness, short of breath, she'd prefer that to the shame she was about to experience.
Selena looked around the ball, seeing dozens of her family and their noble friends. Luckily nobody recognised her yet as they cupped and slapped her breasts and ass, feeling her nipples and pussy too.
There were gasps and everyone looked towards the great double door to the ballroom. As Selena tried to look that way too see what was happening, Giuliette stood in her way.
“I have Varga downstairs in the dungeon,” she said. “If you want to keep him alive, you’ll do everything that I say, understood.”
Selena stared in defiance for a moment, before nodding with watery eyes.
Giuliette moved aside.
“Lord Javier Reyes,” one of the house servants called out her uncle's title.
Her uncle entered the room, looking healthy, and well rested. Whatever Giuliette had done to keep him bed ridden must have worn off. He mingled with the guests for a while, before Giuliette eventually led Selena over to him.
Selena’s heart raced, her skin burning with nerves. Whatever happened, she had to keep Varga alive. Her honour or shame were nothing compared to his safety, his life depended on her.
Finally, Giuliette removed Selena’s hood completely. There were gasps throughout the room when people realised who she was.
“What is the meaning of this!” Javier snapped. “Put some clothes on her at once! And remove that collar!”
“If I could have a moment, first,” said Giuliette.
Javier glared at her.
“Selena here has betrayed our family. Ever since she left the house last year, she’s been plotting this, isn’t that right?”
All eyes turned to Selena's naked body, bound and collared for all to see her shame, and she looked down at her feet. She wondered what might happen to her now, but she had to protect Varga. “Yes,” she whispered.
“She planned to steal the tiara of House Reyes, and sell it. I noticed something was amiss, and I followed her. When she knew that I was on to her, she destroyed it.”
Giuliette held up the shattered tiara. There were parts missing, and the enchantments were broken. Everyone knew it could never be fixed.
“Is this true?” Javier’s glare now turned to Selena.
Selena looked down again, nodding slowly, her eyes filling with tears.
“There is more,” Giuliette said. “To set this all up, she had a spell cast on you, to keep you in bed all of this time while she plotted it.”
There were gasps all around the room.
“I… I don’t know what to do with you,” Javier said. “Take her to her chambers for now, and I shall decide her fate later.”
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