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Chapter Twelve – Playing For Keeps Jane couldn’t sleep. She was lying on the thin cushion that covered the floor of her cramped cage. She could neither stand nor lie with her legs extended. Her hands were cuffed behind her, an unnecessary additional discomfort, since she had nothing to do with her hands anyway. Well, there was one thing, but Miko had forbidden it, and Jane had no intention of disobeying; though she would have been tempted. Still, she couldn’t use her hands for a pillow. It wasn’t discomfort that kept Jane awake. She could even ignore the steady buzz in her neglected p***y. A fitful sleep had silenced the chronic complaints that had been coming from the more comfortable cage across the room, where Trudy had fought the chain tethering her ankle to a cot. Sophie had chained