Chapter Nine
A Punishing Weekend, Sunday Morning
All at once the dazzling light hit my eyes. I tried to blink them open, but they seemed gummy with sleep. I realized Laura was sitting on my torso, pinning my arms to my side with her legs, with her hands placed on my chest, thumbnails pressing hard into my n*****s.
“Don’t struggle John!” Laura told me firmly. “We can strap you down again like last night, but I don’t think you want that, do you?”
I didn’t want that. Not all night anyway, I’d been stiff as a board this morning. I relaxed and let them work on me.
As my eyes got used to the light, I saw another figure fuzzily in the room and assumed it must be Christine. She pinched my nose and said, “Open wide!” In the fog of sleep I dutifully opened my mouth and Christine held my jaw ope
