He took her chin in his hand and squeezed painfully. “You’re my woman. You do what the f**k you’re told.”
She bowed her head. After a moment she brushed away the tears and looked up at him. “Yes, I belong to you, Travis. I’ll do what you say.” He held up the blindfold. She nodded. He placed it over her eyes and tied it tight. She heard him rap on the door which opened immediately. Guiding her to a straight back chair he told her to sit. “Legs spread, lips parted,” he reminded her. She heard expressions of approval and sensed the men gathering around her. They had been drinking. She heard c***k of ice in glasses. She thought she detected shoes and trousers being removed.
She imagined the group of black men forming a half circle around her. They would be almost naked now
