Chapter Fourteen
Near Death Experience
Jessica lowered herself slowly on trembling legs, listening carefully for the sound of the hook against the bucket’s handle. Each time that the metal made contact with the wood, she would rise as quickly as she could, teetering in the perilous hoof boots as she tried to catch the handle with it. She began to sob again after a trio of failed tries, her chest rising and falling with each gasping cry. She struggled to hold the cruel metal bit between her teeth. Her shoulders and arms ached from being pulled back so unnaturally behind her, and her ass ached from the pressure of the hook buried inside it.
Gasping with relief as the hook finally found purchase, Jessica slowly began to rise further. She mewled softly, a high-pitched sound of distress, as
