Chapter 106. Check Her Markings

Eir’s POV

I really wished I had a mirror.

Taking deep breaths, I tried to calm myself; I’m not sure why, but for some reason, I thought I had more time before these guests arrived. I loved the braided hair; not going to lie; even the paintings on my face, shoulder, neck, and arms gave me a strange sensation of power and mystique. I felt like a powerful warrior princess from one of those Viking god movies or something. Empowered and mythical, well, all until I put this so-called dress on.

The leather itself was soft and nice; no doubt someone put a lot of effort into it. Not one stitch was out of place; not a single spot carried any evidence of harm or tear. The edges around my neck, cleavage, and shoulders had a super soft, white fur attached to them. And I mean, it is really white, like a newborn rabbit. But it also made me feel like a whore.

The dress was skintight around my waist, pressed around my chest, and barely covered my ass on one side, sliding down