Chapter Five
A walk in the woods
“Ahhhhh…”
Not s*x, but gentle strokes massaging away the stiffness of sore muscles. Amy and Paula had been taken back to the farmhouse, bathed, fed, and treated with tenderness after their ordeal. True, she’d been spanked for speaking without being spoken to. True, her collar-chain had been locked to a ring on the living room wall. And true, she’d been used for a time as a human footstool, then she and Paula both had been peremptorily ordered to suck and nibble at Midnight’s n*****s while one of the men f****d her. But by the standards of the previous days this was royal treatment and she’d taken an interest in her surroundings and the conversation.
The farmhouse was plain yet well-appointed, whitewashed walls contrasting with furniture in dark oak and
