Chapter Thirteen: Clubhouse
The Waddington Residence. November 2nd, 2013
Alina sighed as she heard Charles leave her morning cup of coffee on the cabinet next to the bed. She cracked open one eye and saw that the clock read seven o’clock exactly. Oh my goodness…she’d had a great night’s sleep! The past couple of weeks had been tough…probably the most mentally challenging time she’d spent with her husband so far. After keeping him locked in the chastity device for three days she’d taken pity on him when he had to go on his next business trip – after all, he could hardly be expected to wear a metal chastity cage through airport security scanners!
When he’d returned things had been great between them at first, and she’d allowed him to stay unlocked as he began a strict regimen of diet and
