Chapter Three
In the early afternoon of her third day as a captive, Cassie rode up to the ranch where she was to be trained as a bondage and s*x slave, her eyes filled with apprehension as she saw the place where her new life was to begin.
Set on a low, grassy mound dotted with dense clumps of trees, at the side of a lush, green valley surrounded by distant mountains and with a small river winding nearby, the setting for the sprawling single-storey house with its veranda and cluster of outbuildings, was idyllic, remote and totally peaceful.
For Cassie, though, the remoteness and peace was more worrying than pleasing, for it suggested few visitors and little chance of rescue or escape.
Not that escape was even a distant possibility, because she was bound and gagged astride her horse, ex
