Chapter Four
The Pale Rider
In the weeks that followed Edward found himself plunged into unimaginable depths of depravity; slowly but inexorably, drawn into a strange world of bizarre s*x that increasingly revolted and fascinated him. And throughout this endless ordeal, the fires of rebellion simmered, flaring only occasionally at the vilest of maltreatment. Escape would not be easy from the remote estate, although he was reasonably sure that no one would make a move to stop him. Still, he could not bring himself to run away. And he never quite found the courage to confront his formidable Aunt. She need only fix him with that implacable cold stare and his resolve would wilt before her.
But perhaps what kept him at Cheatem was more than his lack of courage. Was there something else? Perh
