Chapter Sixteen
Their first night at the cottage, Jack led her naked into the soft evening light, to a post that held bird feeders and hanging baskets in summer. With nothing hanging from the hooks that were drilled into the hard wood, the purpose of the post became ominously clear, and had Jeni’s s*x juice leaking down her thigh. She squirmed as he pushed her forward.
Despite the places available to tie her down, he didn’t bother with ropes and cuffs this time.
“I’m trusting you to hang on,” he said. “Don’t let me down.”
“No, Sir.”
“The only thing I need from you this week is your surrender. And let me be clear with you about what the means.” By the time he said that, she was visibly trembling with anticipation, although she did not expect what came next when he tersely ordered, “
