Chapter 17 - Cora
Cora stood in front of her bathroom mirror, using a makeup wipe to remove her smudged eyeliner. As she did, she tried to sort out her wildly-conflicting emotions following her visit to Gage. It didn’t help that her ass was still stinging, and she knew she wouldn't be able to sit down easily for quite some time.
The residual fear from before their encounter still flapped madly in her chest like a trapped bat. She'd been sure that the safe words he assigned her would be ignored in favor of Gage's cruel pleasures. She'd been almost as certain that he'd torture and maim her, and that “playing” with him would end with her death.
So why had he obeyed the limits of the safe word? And why had he left her alive, when it would have made much more sense for him to get all the amu
