Slowly, he unwound the ropes from around her chest. Melanie could see the lines that they left behind in her flesh. When her hands finally came free, she moved them to her breasts, wincing as she plucked some of the hardened wax from them. She focused on his promise of time to talk later. She had so many thoughts running through her mind. She needed to talk to him. She heard the click of a lock and then felt the collar removed from around her neck.
“You’ll find toiletries under the sink and your change of clothes in a box under the cot,” he told her as he finished with the ropes. She turned back to face him, resisting the urge to wipe the mess from her face or remove the gag. “Put your dirty clothes and the gag back in the box when you’re finished.”
Melanie nodded, trying not to drool ar
