A Hidden Fire: Epilogue
Chained in a cellar, she discovers what being a slut feels like.
Epilogue Dark Shadows. The slow drip of water. My nipples taut at the cold draft of air that signaled his arrival. My heart pounded as his silhouette filled the doorway. That tall, broad frame caused fear to prick; goosebumps on my flesh. Naked, except for the leather collar around my neck, I was chained to an eye bolt in the corner like an animal. Footsteps echoed across the concrete floor, measured and unhurried. I knel...