CHAPTER ELEVEN
Charlie
I gotta say, I’ve been praying since I took off for the apartment twenty minutes ago. It’ll be 6:10 by the time I arrive, and if Marni is doing what she’s supposed to, she’ll be waiting for me with the ruler in her mouth.
I fumble with the key, taking a little more time than I need to open the door. Damn, I’m a nice guy. Truth is, I don’t want her to fail. If she fails I get nasty; the bondage gets stronger, the punishment harder, the deprivation meaner. The girl has no idea what I’m capable of.
The door creaks open, and I peer in; then with a shove, it’s open wide and before me where Marni should be humbly awaiting my entrance, a big empty space appears.
For a minute, I wonder if she’s even in the apartment, but then I turn and see her padding down the hall, sm
