Chapter Twenty-Four
Mae Lee is releasing my limbs for the third time. If I judge correctly that her agonizing mercy is offered every three hours, I have spent most of Sunday sitting in wait for Miss Denise to decide to again amuse herself.
Once again I feel the velcro loosened, my arm strongly gripped, and extraordinarily strong fingers massage and knead. The surge of circulation and resulting pain is endured four times with Mae Lee twisting with impunity. Then as I sit returned to four point restraint, the hood is whisked away and I must close my eyes as the removal of the headphones returns my hearing to normal.
When the light stops aggravating, I pry open my eyes to see Mae Lee standing in front of me. I am horrified to see in one hand she holds a whippy length of rattan, in the ot
