Chapter Six
Night-time
Alexa lay on her bed, enjoying the moments in warm comfort under silk and linen. A cool breeze washed the room, window-netting ensured that the mosquitos remained outside. She sighed and stretched luxuriously. Imagined herself as a cat, no, a tiger. Secure, strong, intense and dominating.
Andrea secure in her cage, Tonya cramped behind the bars that would teach her that this guest, at least, would not permit her to play sly games. All was still, all was ready for the play that Alexa so loved before sleep.
Marcella, bound so tight in Alexa’s bed. Fettered and bent double, wrists to her ankles, a circle of vulnerability to make the passing of the night a sweet slumber. The spiked heels meeting the mittened fingers. Curved back on herself and then bound with knots a
