Chapter Nine
The Awakening
Jessica had been rattled and exhausted. It had been cold outside. She had frozen when she had woken. That scene came back to her mind. How cruel he had played with her feelings, her mind and body. He had kidnapped her! But then she had felt him. She was angry, furious. Why had it felt so damn good when he had taken her? The sweet feeling of that orgasm haunted her. And now she was in a small cage all alone. He was going way too far. Her thoughts circled in wild rage.
At some point she turned the light on. It was not much. But enough to be able to overlook the room. She looked at the books and what they were about and exclaimed an angry: “f**k you!” She tossed them away into the corner of the cage. No way she would read such filth. She was no slave. For not bei
