Chapter Eleven
For Alice, this had indeed become exactly the sort of wonderland she had intuitively hoped for as she unconsciously put herself in the position where severe punishment by her adored Uncle Chris was going to be her only viable pathway to avoiding trial and imprisonment. There had been enough psychological studies in her business curriculum at St. Dolores’ that such concepts were far from foreign to her. She rested there in her bonds, just having had at least a dozen orgasms an order of magnitude more pleasurable than any in her entire life. Her body and mind were abuzz with the potent neurochemicals of the extremes of pain and pleasure. This was a high beyond all drugs, and she felt herself falling in love with both of her companions in this journey, even more than her ideal
