Chapter Ten
“I see you’re enjoying your memories.”
Deep in my thoughts, I had not heard the door open. Yes, the body’s natural opiates have surged to counteract the building pain, mentally placing me in another world. A fog lifts with the firm but soothing voice of Miss Denise finally returning. It is typical that she senses what is going through my mind.
“The party was more stimulating than I thought it would be, and the champagne was abundant and pleasingly dry. So I stayed. I knew you would wait.”
Her own jocularity brings soft laughter. It is of trifling concern that I have been kept bound and naked awaiting her return. So insouciant, so regal, such confidence. She has sipped champagne while I have endured Hell.
A finger touches the tip of my p***s. It is indeed erect. Miss Mae Le
