The hulking man released Justine’s feet from their bindings. He untied her hands and removed the belt that had held them to her sides. “You too,” he spat at her. Justine rushed to join Cheryl in the small cage. Cheryl was already in and she had to press herself firmly against the other woman to gain entrance. The cage was small for one and a very tight fit for two. Her warm flesh rubbed up against Cheryl’s as they maneuvered to find positions that permitted a degree of comfort. Stoner slammed the cage shut and locked it. Without further comment, he stumbled back to his bed, put out the light and fell in. He was asleep in moments.
Justine waited until she heard Stoner’s snoring before speaking to her friend softly, in a whisper. “Oh, Cheryl,” she said. “I’m so sorry,”
“I know,” Cheryl rep
