Chapter Six
There was one room in the Bondage Hotel to which neither Hazel nor Giselle had been taken.
The room to the right of the archway into the central courtyard.
The day that oversight was rectified, both slaves were introduced to a world that neither had ever imagined…
Tethered to the ever-present ceiling track, they walked ahead of their Masters into a large room festooned with all the paraphernalia normally associated with a stable.
Bits and bridles of shining steel, harnesses, reins and blinkers crafted in glistening black leather, leading reins and trace chains decorated every wall and hung from the rafters. As Giselle and Hazel stared around in disbelief, they realised that all of the equipment was far too small to fit any horse.
Too small for a horse...but exactly right
