Chapter Six
Gina crouched with her hands on her knees, wondering if the effects of the burning lubricant she had been slathered with would become unbearable or fade eventually. At present, it was only an irritating promise of things to come. Inside of her, it would be a subtle torture.
Behind her, she heard the click of a cigarette lighter and smelled smoke. She felt the woman’s pubic mound press hard against her still stinging hip and hump it slowly.
“Why are you down there like that?”
“I’m waiting to be searched, Ma’am”
Something struck her other ass cheek, not a hand, something made of stiff and narrow leather, designed to hurt. She screeched with shock and staggered forward. Rising from her pose, she lifted her hands from her knees. The woman seized her wrists and swiftly gathered
