Rita’s POV

Goodness, what’s that used for?

Fear consumed my entire soul. I watched him advance toward me with a large grin playing on his lips.

“Wait… master” I flinched slightly, rubbing my naked ass against the bed as he raised a brow, almost in confusion.

“What’s that, princess?” he asked, placing the bowl between my legs. His gaze slowly met mine and it was gentle, calm, and irresistible. I gulped even harder, my heart racing so fast I feared it might explode any minute.

“What do you want to do with the ice cube?” I asked in a calm voice, not wanting my fear to be too obvious.

Instead...