Chapter 151

She was hopeful that because he had dropped the truncheon and not chosen another tormenter, that she had endured the duration of their humiliation, and he would now put an end to proceedings and release her. She was very wrong. He looked her up and down with lust in his eyes. Gone was the nice gentle man that had greeted her in his home only two days ago. That personality had been replaced over the course of the evening by a lustful predator who had been orchestrating her humiliation and pleasure-torture. And now he had apparently selected himself for the next round. Abigail sobbed quietly as he surveyed her bound and provocatively displayed body with appreciation.