Slave Ranch: The Ultimate Solution to a Sexless Marriage

Chapter Two-4

“What do you want from me…?” she whimpered softly, expecting that any minute this madman would run the knife through her gut. Even behind this mortal fear, her traitorous body was still flooded with arousal that seemed impossible to squelch.

“I already got half of what I want,” he said. She saw his eyes glimmering darkly. Maybe he wanted to f**k her…oh, if it were only that! “For the rest you’ll have to come with me.”

“What? Where?”

“You’ll find out soon enough. You think about what I just did to you. I can do it again, Mrs. Sands. And I can do a lot more than that.”

He snapped handcuffs on her hands, pulled her to her feet and led her out the back door to where his car was parked in front of the garage. Then he pushed her into the back seat where the dark windows made it impossible to see inside the vehicle.

“Don’t make me have to gag you,” he said as he buckled her in with her hands uncomfortably arranged behind her. He might as well have gagged her – a moment later a hood dropped over her head and was securely tied at her throat. There was a hole to breathe through, but Heidi Sands’ mouth, eyes and ears were covered by the thick leather and her world had suddenly been reduced to nearly nothing.

She heard the car door slam, the engine rev, and the sound of the tires screeching as her abductor pulled out of the driveway and headed away from the house. She vaguely understood what was happening, but because of the hateful hood, it seemed as if the scene were taking place somewhere far removed from her. Far from the tiny reality her life had became inside that hood.