Chapter Eleven
A Lesson With Lady Love
“Master Valentine has a special treat for you, pretty girl.” The red-haired Wylie taunted, gripping Violet’s collar leash and dragging her down the candlelit, carpeted hallway on the second floor of the mansion. They passed a number of ornately carved oak doors on each side, each identified by a gleaming brass plate with a number engraved on it. Wylie gestured at the doors, “Bedrooms for our captive girls where you will entertain us and Dr. Valentine’s gentlemen callers. You’ll get assigned to one. As soon as we conclude our special event with a few girls tomorrow morning, there will be an empty room for you. Nice beds, big enough for you and a male companion who will use your body any way he wants to. Sometimes you’ll have more than one horny man t
