Chapter Eighteen
Post & Packaging
“Be careful,” said Veronica. “It’s a long trip and we don’t want the goods to be damaged in transit…”
He heard her steps and then she moved into view. With her was the tall black woman that Mike knew - and dreaded. The woman that had humiliated and forced him to fellate that slave. Days ago, or was it weeks, or even months? The black woman had spent endless nights punishing him in ways that gave her such gratification but clearly, the best of all had been to have a powerful and celebrated man serve her sadistic pleasures.
Mistress Pleasance moved with a long willow cane in her gloved hand, the tip trailing the tiles as she walked.
Mike heard Veronica’s words and thought that the woman was talking about him and the girl in the next cage. It was not a v
