Anna was just about to crawl off of the bed so she could inspect the window when she saw the small camera mounted on the wall above the mirror. It was one of those web cams, small and unobtrusive. There was a little red light under it, which she assumed meant that it was on. Someone was watching her. The very thought of it made her skin crawl. Even if they were not watching now, the camera was probably making a video of her, a video that could be easily checked to see if she had been disobedient. She looked at it forlornly. She realized that when Devlin came to f**k her, he would get it all on tape. The idea that their impending fornication would be rendered into a permanent record, available for the enjoyment of anyone who could get a copy, sickened her.
She closed her eyes and took a de
