Chapter Ten – Esclava, The Slave
The truck jostled over back roads, bumping her up and down on the hard bench seat. Her thin skirt was no cushion at all. When Logan tied her in the back of the truck the next day around noon, he gave her a moderate reprieve from the previous day’s awkward position. This time, she could sit straight forward with her feet on the floor and instead of having her hands bound behind her, they were spread to her sides like wings, with the cuffs at her wrists fixed to eyebolts sunk into the sides of the truck.
“Round two,” he said, as he finished her off.
“What’s that mean?”
“A ‘round two’ punishment will take care of you for the rest of the day. By the time we finally stop, you’ll be damned happy to get your butt off the seat. Maybe even happier to do as yo
