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Jane was pacing her room, from the window to her door and back again. She had already checked her window twice now but there was no way out for her. Her window was sealed shut and even if she was able to open it, it was too high for her to jump, and the closest tree was 6 feet away. She could jump and the fall alone would not have killed her, but it would take too long to heal before the guards found her.
Her door was also locked from the outside and no matter how hard she tried she was unable to pick the lock. No, she was resigned to her fate, so she waited out the hours until it was time for someone to come get her.
Sitting on her bed, Jane thought back about all the so-called infractions that she had made. None of them were as bad as they made it out to be, but to her it was just an excuse to punish her in some form or another.
She knew that Michael liked dealing out pain and he hated weakness and to him she was weak and so he had to beat that weakness out of her. But no matter how much he beat her, she never changed and that infuriated him even more.
She tried her hardest to be strong, but it was just not in her. She had a sweet nature about her, and she also had a need to help others and because of that, she was looked down upon by her pack. It was another strike against her and the reason why she was never fully excepted or integrated into the pack. She lay down trying not to think about what was going to happen tonight.
At 8 o' clock on the dot, her door opened and one of the maids shook Jane awake. “Is it time already?” Not saying a word, the maid just beckoned for her to follow. Without waiting to see if she would come, the maid turned and left. With nothing else to do Jane followed the maid. When they got to the second level, they passed Alpha Michael’s office. Jane paused “I thought I was going in there?”
Puzzled, the maid just turned, not saying anything, and grabbed Jane’s arm and hurried her to, passed the office down another flight of stairs and around a corridor and stopped at the last door in the hallway. The maid gave three distinct knocks, turned with pity in her eyes and gave Jane’s shoulder a squeeze and rushed back to wherever it was she was needed.
The door opened and there stood John with a broad grin on his face and nothing but a robe on. “So nice of you to join me”. Like I had a choice, she thought. “Please come in.” He stood to the side giving Jane just enough to pass by, but could still feel his hardon pressing up against her.
She was two steps in when she gasped at what was before her. In the room there were whips and crops of all shapes and sizes on one wall. In the middle of the room was a bar hanging from a chain with handcuffs attached to it. The bed also had chains and cuffs too. On another wall she saw dildos, some as long as her arms. She tried to turn but John was already there with his arms around her, leading her to the bar in the middle of the room.
Too shocked to do anything, it was only when she felt the cuffs attached to her ankles that she tried to protest. It was too late. He had her hands in the cuffs and was at the wall pulling on some levers and was lifting her hand above her head and spreading her legs apart. She tried to struggle but it was no use. Even if she tried to shift, it would only result in getting hurt and she still would not be able to escape.