Dreams Within Dreams
Beep ... beep ... beep... Denae’s head hurt so bad that the quiet beeping of the heart monitor was like a droning drill pounding away at her. Her memory was fuzzy, she remembered Hammer holding her like she was on auction. Except then she had barely thought of herself as Denae, the name hadn’t been a practice a habit, then again her balls didn’t ache like she thought they should have if Snake, the mean and ugly fucker who had introduced himself to her by squeezing them ‘til she passed out...