Chapter Eight
Five days I lived in a cell, for the most part banished because Odelle’s anger still hadn’t run off from the tea and punishment scene in the solarium. I witnessed the beginning of Patrick’s first full on session with Odelle, then she ordered me away. Mistress Elizabeth led me to a cell, locked my collar to a chain and left. In the distance I could hear an occasional scream from Patrick. But Odelle did spare me some of her precious time. Over the days she came by and whipped my back, sat on my c**k, rode me like beast. And I responded. We hardly said a word to each other, just animalistic grunts as she drove me around the cell with her whip or sudden explosions of passion as I held her tight in my arms. Afterwards, we would pass out on the thin cot, awakening as the sun rose.
