The Misogynist Ch 06
Cheryl hadn’t been able to suck that awful of man’s penis. She’d thrown up, and fled to the room Turner had designated as hers. Then just as she was slipping into her clothes to escape this terrible place she heard the door slam behind her. Turning she saw Turner. He was just standing there, smiling. He had a belt in his hand. He slowly, almost solemnly locked the door. Grimly he looked at Cheryl. She was only half dressed and clearly terrified. God he loved this. ‘You bitch! You dumb fucking...