Chapter Six
The Punisher
Gisele ordered Hilary to run ahead and prepare the ‘gameroom’. Hilary jumped up and ran off, her chain hobble jingling away in the distance. I was alone with Gisele. With two fine, sharp nailed hands, she lifted me off the ground by the short bar rope in between my elbows.
“Get those legs together! Straighten up! Lock those knees! Don’t give me that look. Shoulders back. Do it. Now!”
I tried, but my knees kept shaking. f**k, what had I gotten myself into? Gisele found fault with everything. The way I stood, how my feet didn’t both point straight ahead, even the way my stomach moved when I breathed. “Hasn’t Thomas done a damn thing with you?” she fairly screamed in my face. A whip snapped at my heels and Gisele herded me to a yellow cottage well away from the ma
