Chapter Thirty-Four
Inspected, & What Followed
I stared out through the narrow, steel-lined vision slits to the inaccessible world beyond; tears of humiliation and remorse still trailing unseen down my cheeks inside the steel-adorned, thick leather and rubber-lined horror locked onto my head and face. Bright swirls of women’s fancy dresses and gowns flickered past momentarily and I tried to raise my head against the limiting tug of my draw reins, to see who was observing me, but it was no use, for the bondage of my harnessing was secure and very painful when I tried to fight it.
“Isn’t she a pretty little thing,” a soft, German-accented contralto voice said from just in front. Her electric blue gown flashed and swirled across my view while she stood there in front of me.
“Yes,” replied
