A Gentlemen's Agreement (Slave of the Aristocracy Book 2)

Did you hear? Lady Irene is back. But she's no lady any more. And she's not back in the manor. The things she does! It's appalling. I don't know personally, of course. I'd never go near the slave kennels. But you know what slaves do. The most disgusting sex things. Any gentleman can get anything he wants from a slave. Anything. You can't imagine the kinds of things those slaves think up. Depraved things. Leading our husbands astray. Seducing them into all kinds of perverted games. Not my husband, of course. I know he's faithful to me. But all the other ladies' husbands. Can you imagine what it would be like to be involved one of the slave's after-dinner entertainments? Why, I'm all aquiver just thinking about what might go on in the billiard room. But you don't have to imagine it. Someone wrote a book about it. Atrocious. Telling all the slaves' secrets. It's pure pornography. The worst kind of smut. But that's just what I hear, of course. I'd never read such a book myself. Never. It would make me feel just so dirty. Filthy.