Chapter Twelve
I’ve polished Benjamin’s boots until I can see my face in the shine, but it’s not good enough.
“Do it again,” he says disgustedly.
I’ve been up for hours, too many hours. My body wilts every second I don’t consciously prop it up. I try to keep my mind sharp and focused, but I can’t think anymore and I can hardly move my hand.
“I think she’s pent-up, Ben. You haven’t used her in days…” I can’t remember him using me at all for s*x since Jud brought me here… “the little b***h is raw for it.”
“Well, she can get herself off,” my master says. He stares at me, while I keep trying for the shine he wants. I know I’m failing. I know every second he stares at me, he’s thinking terrible things about me. He finally turns to Jud. “Hand me the leather case.”
I watch as Jud moves a
