Chapter Sixteen
Sarah had Jim bring her and Kim drinks as soon as they were inside the door. The experiences of the night had left Kim emotionally and physically drained, and Sarah felt a need to mother her now. They went into Sarah’s bedroom, where both women looked immediately at the naked girl tethered beside the bed by an ankle chain.
It was Forty-eight, of course. Sarah had momentarily forgotten the slave who occupied her bedroom every night. In the past the girl had been a pleasant diversion, but tonight she would be an unwelcome distraction. If Sarah and Kim were to have an intimate night together, they didn’t need a chaperon.
Sarah took the drinks Jim provided and said, “Jim, take forty eight downstairs and lock her in a cell, please.”
“Yes, Mistress Gyve. Do you want her chain
