Chapter Twelve
Asylum Granted
Alone, Melanie plopped down onto the cot once more. She looked down over her body, eyeing the steel that encased her breasts and rested between her legs. With her wrists locked in place to either side of her, she could barely reach the edges of the steel plate that covered her p***y. Even with them free, she doubted that she would have been able to offer herself any pleasure past the chastity belt’s embrace. She was surprised to realize that she would have, had she been able. She had not been lying when she told Jonathan how horny she was. Despite her fear and other concerns, the entire situation had her hot, bothered, and in desperate need of release.
She thought through her decisions and the consequences of them. Apparently, a three meant that she would b
