Chapter Eleven: Edging, Ropes, and Double TeamedAdam takes her time with her, sitting patiently at the table and working on some papers while she lays writhing against the silk sheets, panting and sweating. She moans, bound and helpless. They've gagged her, so she can't make too much noise, but the result is saliva dripping down the corner of her mouth and wetting the silk sheet pressed on her cheek.
She whimpers, trying to seek relief that is so cruelly denied from her. It's a week after her talk with Myra, a week after she got home from school and peed on half a dozen pregnancy sticks. She should probably let them know at some point, but she's a little worried about how they'll react, so she's been waiting for the right time to break the news to them. Would they be happy? Disappointed?
