Chapter Seven
Bedtime for Jessica
Jessica bit down on the thick rubber intruder inside her mouth as she shifted on the chair, pressing down with her thighs in another attempt to lift her bottom and lessen the pressure of the metal prong inside her ass. But the leather belt around her waist would not give, holding her in place with the cruel, jagged metal inside her. She leaned forward slightly, bending at the waist, as she tried to reach downward with her cuffed hands. The cuff around her neck grew tight at the attempt. She felt the chain around her waist tighten as it pulled on the piece in her ass. The effort succeeded only in worsening her position for a moment. The flat bar between her wrists, even hinged as it was, was too short to allow her to reach anywhere meaningful with shaking
