Chapter Three
Brant has called for me today. The guards didn’t need to tell me that. The plug that distended me yesterday afternoon should have been warning enough. My enema this morning was very thorough, another sure sign that my services would be required. They told me anyway, grinning maliciously at the apprehension I couldn’t hide.
So I’m writing this morning to distract myself. Waiting is part of the torture.
Judd grinned down at me as I tugged uselessly at my handcuffs. “I don’t suppose it will help my situation any to tell you that this is kidnapping?”
He shook his head. “You have already forgotten that we have your prior consent, signed and witnessed. Just what was it you thought you were agreeing to? You rich bitches annoy me. You think that your lawyers and accountants can d
