Chapter Seventeen
Babs’ Revenge
It was Saturday, 8th August, 1998, my one hundred and eighty second day as a prisoner when Babs and Thomas returned to the dungeon to release me after my weekly day of penance in the puppy cage. When they came into the cell, both wore their leather suits and Babs was once more fitted with handcuffs and leg irons. I knew they planned to carry out some other procedure on me, as Babs had promised because they’d both appeared, rather than Babs or Thomas alone.
He opened the cage door then reached inside and grasped my neck leash, letting it slide through his fingers until he stood erect once more, then he jerked harshly on it to speed my exit from the cage. I choked into my gag, trying to howl for him to allow me a little time, but only small hisses came from
