Trapped, Trained and Twisted Pt. 03
Chapter Four: Further Training. I felt like I was being stabbed in the head over and over again. My puffy eyes popped open and for a brief moment I forgot where I was. As if the events of the past couple days were terrible nightmares that I was finally waking up from. Much to my chagrin however, the worn lime green shag carpet remained beneath my naked and chained body and I was still a prisoner to a sick pervert. Ten seconds passed and another painful jolt found its way directly into my brain. I quickly moved my little body up and got on my knees, spread my thighs wide, arched my back and cupped my firm little breasts. I stayed in that position for what seemed like forever, once again feeling my thighs go …