Chapter 3

I stood there terrified in my bra and panties, my hands bound and with

tape over my mouth. I could hear the Halloween wind making this old

house creak and groan. I forced my eyes shut so I didn't have to take in any

of the imagery on the walls in this room.

Was I going to die?

He was back in less than five minutes. "Well your things are in the

dryer," he said in a calm voice as he closed the door behind him.

"Unfortunately that does create a bit of a problem."

Oh fuck! I knew what was coming next. I am doing your laundry...