Lost Liberty

Exerpt Pg. 1 It's quite insane but there's not a thing I can do about it. Or if there is I haven't discovered it. Inga and David are delightful to me but they keep my ankles chained together with silver bands around the ankles and chains between. I can walk slowly I cannot run. When they are both absent from Hasting Castle, they lock me in the cell. When I ask how long this imprisonment has to go on, they never really have an answer. .... There is an insidious something about being kept forever naked. It makes a girl twice as vulnerable and defenseless as if she wore clothes. But I haven't worn clothes for so long that I've forgotten what it is like. Chapter 3: Painfully Tied to a Post All Night. It was a four poster bed ... pushed back against one of the massive wood pole, .. she did a bang up job on my tummy ... my knees got it next, ... she cupped my breasts in her hands and squeezed, "Now you can watch me go to bed, I know you are to scared to make a sound and that's the way I want you always." I soon discovered that the worst tie was the one that cinched my collar to the post so I could see her happy and comfortable, but I could not move.