14
Lucas
When Yulia comes out of the bathroom, I give her a clean T-shirt to wear and take her back to the living room, my body humming with the bone-deep satisfaction only s*x with her can bring.
“Do you like to watch TV?” I ask as I tie her ankles to the chair. I can’t remember the last time I felt so relaxed and content. Soon, I’ll get the answers I need, and I’ll be able to give her more freedom.
For now, the least I can do is alleviate her probable boredom.
“TV?” Yulia gives me a bewildered look. “Sure. Who doesn’t?”
“Any preferences? Shows? Movies? News channels?”
“Um, anything, really.”
“Okay.” Finished with the rope, I turn her chair to face the large television on the opposite wall. “How about Modern Family? It’s light and funny. Have you seen it?”
“No.” She’s staring at
