Vengeance 20
Vengeance 20 I got back at around three from my last class on my Birthday to find a naked Ellie sitting on my futon, one large wrapped package and two smaller ones on the pilfered coffee table. The first was non-sexual, and oddly, probably my favorite. It was, to the outsider, nothing special, a bracelet she’d made me with our initials on it. But it was exactly the kind of thing I liked, and the perfect gift. I kissed her then moved on to the big one. I picked it up, then failed, the damn thing was heavier than I’d expected. On the second try, the paper ripped and I could see what it was. I tore off the rest to reveal a metal posture bar, a collar that was connected via a metal rod …