CHAPTER SIXTEEN
Tragedy and Reprisal
The next day began badly for Vance and grew worse. When streaks of color tinged the black skies, he anticipated getting relief—finally!—from Honey’s all-night session of zapping him with Nastassia’s stun gun while she either pleasured herself or forced him into c*********s. After a half-dozen orgasmic sessions—many including multiple mini-orgasms—Honey felt content, if not completely satisfied, and quickly drifted into deep slumber. But before Vance could even take a nap, Gunner barged in.
“Get up and go to the kitchen. I’ve got a big announcement.”
“I haven’t slept all night. And it’s not what you think.”
Gunner held up his clenched fist. “I’m serious. No time to argue. I’ll explain later.”
Vance reluctantly donned Mrs. Roman’s scarlet dress beca
