Sophie’s pov

I stared at the file in horror. That looks so painful.

I can’t do this. This was so wrong. I wasn’t sure I could bend like this. I am flexible, but not like this.

The mental image in my head made it difficult for me to cope with this. I started chuckling.

This is crazy if he thinks I am going to fold my hands while he makes me fuck someone else, and after what happened in his office, he didn’t seem like the type. Did he want me to watch him? Hell no.

That isn’t me.

I could get on with the minor ones like whipping, feathers,...