CHAPTER SIX
I am being punished because I’ve been bad. I took advantage of Kane’s momentary weakness and we f****d without a c****m. And now I must pay.
Once again, I find my arms stretched over my head, but this time I’m not on the bed. Oh, no. The soft ropes now hold my wrists overhead. My toes barely reach the carpet, but they do. And my world is currently dark.
Very, very dark.
Of course Kane owns a real blindfold and doesn’t have to use a makeshift one. It covers my eyes completely, and it isn’t going anywhere. The air shifts as he circles me, probably contemplating on what my penance will be.
I don’t fear whatever he’ll mete out. I certainly don’t worry. Instead, I look forward to whatever plan he contrives.
More firsts, no doubt.
And more fodder for my books. Not to mention,
