Amanda's POV
Obeying his command, I stripped myself and was left naked before him. He glanced over me, then looked away and sipped his drink.
As I stood naked before him, I felt like a worthless rag. Maybe I made the wrong choice; I should have chosen death instead.
“Come closer,” he urged, and I swallowed hard before taking steps closer to him. When I got too close, I saw him settle his gaze on my breasts, and I felt so embarrassed that I had to look away.
“Go lay on the table on your back,” he ordered, and my feet obeyed. I walked towards the large desk, and this time, the table was cleared; there was nothing on it.
I climbed onto the table and lay on my back, waiting for his next action.
Soon, he got up from his seat, walked over to a drawer, took something out of it, and approach
