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No thank you, I silently respond.
“I knew you’d look good in rope,” he says, stepping behind me and grabbing my breasts.
I look in the mirror. Thereissomething erotic to rope.
He tugs my nipples briefly before saying, “Now for the really fun part.”
Taking my arm, he leads me through another set of doors. I feel the knot at my clit even more as I walk.
The lights of this new room don’t come on automatically as they have with the other rooms. He pulls a chain, and a single light bulb dangling from the ceiling turns on. My eyes bulge.
Is this the dungeon?
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
It’s not a dungeon.
It’s a medieval torture chamber.
Looking around the room, I see iron cuffs against the wall, a pillory, an A-frame, rack, cages, and a barrel.
Okay, I’ve gotten the preview. I get his point. I’m ready to turn around and pretend I didn’t see all this.
But Rafe guides me into the center of the room and asks, “See anything you like?”
“You’re kidding, right?” I return.
“Which one do you find the most daunting, then?”
“All of them.”
“Not to worry. I’ll go easy on you for the preview.”
I try not to panic. “You mean we’re not just here to look?”
“Looking wouldn’t be enough.”
