Plaything: volume One
“The word had always seemed so powerful.
But not here.
The tears came despite my best efforts, a ragged release of adrenaline as I held onto the door handle for dear life.
The old brute merely yanked harder at the chain until the tight leather cuff began to choke me.
I screamed for help, the same gurgled string of obscenities as every other night. This night, as every other, my pleas went unanswered.
“Come on, girl. You know he doesn’t like to wait.”
“Stop!” I wheezed. “P...lease!”
“I haven’t got time for this.”
I clawed at the collar, desperate for air, but the brute just used the opportunity to topple me from my feet. He dragged me along a few paces, ignorant of the burn of naked flesh against the carpet. I struggled to my knees, reeling against his efforts, but I was so tired. Long nights with little sleep and even less food were taking their toll.MoreLess
But not here.
The tears came despite my best efforts, a ragged release of adrenaline as I held onto the door handle for dear life.
The old brute merely yanked harder at the chain until the tight leather cuff began to choke me.
I screamed for help, the same gurgled string of obscenities as every other night. This night, as every other, my pleas went unanswered.
“Come on, girl. You know he doesn’t like to wait.”
“Stop!” I wheezed. “P...lease!”
“I haven’t got time for this.”
I clawed at the collar, desperate for air, but the brute just used the opportunity to topple me from my feet. He dragged me along a few paces, ignorant of the burn of naked flesh against the carpet. I struggled to my knees, reeling against his efforts, but I was so tired. Long nights with little sleep and even less food were taking their toll.MoreLess
Read book Plaything: volume One for free
Write Review:
Guest
Read Also
9 / 10
User Reviews: