Chapter Six
Framed
After an uneventful, but refreshing shower, Patty spent the night in considerable discomfort. Still naked, she was hooded and confined to a steel bondage frame. She sat on a small wooden stool and moaned, trying again to free her hands and feet from the medieval torture device that Ellen had locked her into, telling her that until she improved her attitude, she was not going to have any sort of freedom in the cabin and its facilities.
“I got a report from Max that your language is going downhill, Patty, and that will not do here. We are all civilized and respect each other, so name-calling, unless it’s an approved part of your game, is not going to work. If you want to get into verbal abuse, I think I can find someone who is an expert in verbal filth and will match a
