Chapter Four
Doomed Debutante
“My arms hurt!”
Lissa heard the voice as her mind swam up from an oily black well of unconsciousness. Her eyelids were lead, too heavy to open.
The voice spoke again, “My arms, why can’t I move them? They hurt!”
Another, different voice, “She’s coming around, now we can have some fun.”
Lissa dragged her eyelids up. Everything was blurred, but now she recognized the first voice. It was hers. She tilted her head back to look at her arms, stretched straight up, her wrists locked in thick leather cuffs. Chains extended upward from the cuffs to loop through a large metal ring bolted to the ceiling in the darkness above.
Lissa shrieked as she glanced down, and saw her body completely naked. Her toes wiggled for a grip on the floor, many inches below them.
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