Chapter Two
I have to write standing up today. My chair was gone when they brought me back to the room. Not that it mattered. I failed to address one of the guards properly and was punished severely for it. Sitting now would only aggravate the welts covering my ass and deepen the penetration of the plugs locked inside me. I’m having a little difficulty concentrating, but I’ll do my best.
I met Muffy for lunch at the club the next day. She seemed strangely subdued.
“I notice that you ordered the diet plate,” I murmured.
She looked up sharply, then glanced around the room as though she was afraid that we might be overheard. “I noticed that we are sitting in the non- smoking section.”
“Did you get a call last night?” I asked.
She nodded and hugged herself. “That woman gave me the creeps
