Oh God Please Don tChapter 3 Learning to Love
We went to sleep in the same bed that night, Bill (for thus he told me to call him) having abandoned the cot for the comforts of a mattress and springs. I was still restrained although not as severely as I had been the previous night. He had simply handcuffed my hands around a post in the head board. When we awoke, the day went similar to the previous day. He shackled me and locked me in the bathroom to clean up. I checked the window over the tub, but he had added a padlock to it so I...