Chapter Five
Hard Labor
“It’s time for your test, Princess,” her captor spoke from somewhere behind her, out of her field of vision. “Before you take it, though, you should know what is at stake. If you are clear-headed enough to understand me, stomp your left hoof once.”
With great effort, leaning more into the rope with a strangled whine, Jessica stomped her left foot and then waited. She felt her captor’s hand on her shoulder, standing close behind her now. Drawing her back against him, he placed a hand on her right breast and began to fondle it gently.
“Good girl,” he whispered in her ear. “From now on, when I ask you a question, one stomp will mean ‘yes’, and two will mean ‘no.’ Understood?”
Face red with humiliation and anger, but willing to bare it if it meant getting through t
