Chapter Nine
Assessments
Rachel closed the door in the floor and threw the bolts.
Doing that last might seem unnecessary to the point of ridiculousness – her slave was tied up and chained to the wall after all, and they were as isolated as any two people could be. Still good habits die hard. Discipline in all things was the mantra in her old unit, and here that meant not taking any chances one didn’t have to. Supremely pleased with how the first day of her revenge went, she wasn’t about to begin slighting security already. Besides, the outrageous redundancy of restraints upon her property rather turned her on.
Rachel stood and stretched, the muscles of her back and shoulder protesting.
Today she’d needed the lusty exertion of flinging the whip and flogger and wielding the cane hersel
