Chapter 73 A Rescue From The Shadows

• His hand grabbed Sera's chin and turned her head to his. His mouth found hers. His tongue forced her mouth open as his hands explored her breasts and nipples. "Mmm, you taste sweet like champagne. And your nipples obey my touch. I can feel their firmness against my hand. You may be scared of me but your body desires to submit. For the last time, obey."
• Sera's fingers fumbled with the drawstring, finally loosening the tie and dropping her wrap-around skirt to the floor. Placing her fingers in the waistband, she slipped her lace panties to the floor and stepped out of them. "Excellent. You begin to understand. Your will is mine. You must obey me. You cannot refuse." Again he stepped close. His clothes brushed her bare flesh. He picked up a pair of leather gloves on which the fingers had been cut off. After pulling on his gloves, his leather-covered palm cupped her buttocks as his fingers squeezed. "Yes, there will be pain. There will be tears. Sweet champagne tears. You will cry for me. And it will be good. Walk forward until you feel a small carpet. Then stand with your feet apart, just on the edge of the carpet."
• When the carpet muted the click of her sandals, Sera stopped. She felt for the edge and stood as instructed. She bit her lip trying to hold back the tears. Her body trembled with fear. She could feel sweat trickling down the inside of her arm. Her eyes had adjusted to the darkness, but she could still not identify anything in the room.