Chapter FourteenI knew someone had kidnapped me again. I just didn’t know why, but I would make sure whoever had abducted me would pay dearly. They tied me with rope, and it seemed like duct tape on my mouth and eyes. I heard the door open and two sets of feet what toward me. The stronger, likely a man, held me down while the smaller cut off my clothes. I felt the air conditioning against my skin, and I squirmed as the man, trying to spread my legs, finger f****d me. He had tied my ankles and knees together, and it made it almost impossible to spread my legs apart. I laughed under my breath at his ineptness.
“You b***h,” he muttered. I knew immediately it was George McBain. He would answer for this. My challenge was to escape; but, where was I? I felt them replace the rope with a leather
