She couldn’t help but imagine the pain of a saw grinding away at her bones or a razor sharp knife depriving her body of bits of its flesh.The guard ...nlocked Chloe's shackles and tied her wrists behind her back. “At least you know what to expect.” Said the guard to Chloe as she fastened the zip-cord.Chloe felt her knees go weak. “Please!” She cried facing her would-be executioner, “Not like that. I’m begging you. I couldn’t stand that much pain! Please!”The man simply laughed. “You’re not. She couldn’t bear to put the clothes back on that she’d been abducted in ... the clothes that Gabriel Batiste had made her drop on the floor as she stood, helplessly following his commands. She only dimly remembered the walk from the opera hall to the motel. It was tempting to believe that the whole thing was just some crazy nightmare, except there was actual, physical evidence of the assault. He’d pinched her left nipple and pulled it cruelly. The pain had been unimaginable, but she hadn’t. Between the two of us I’m sure we could come up with some interesting things for you.”Nina’s expression froze for a moment, long enough that the Mistress started chuckling. “It’s okay, little one. You’re safe for the moment. Go get set up in your office.”Nina decided to get out while she might be ahead. She quickly thanked the Mistress and left the office, not looking forward to anything else the Mistress might have her do.The secretary looked up at her as Nina approached the desk. “The. She asked, ‘You aren’t a druggie are you?’ I was like, no. She nodded and followed me in. I said to her ‘So, what’s the big deal?’ She said that she didn’t want to talk about it. Like a fucking moth to a flame she went to my little girl’s porcelain doll. I didn’t freak out or nothing, I was cool. ‘Uh, What’s your name, darling?’ I say to her. ‘Mercy,’ she said, rubbing her grubby fingers all over the damn doll. ‘Is this yours?’ she asks. Is it mine? It’s in my goddamn apartment, right? So I say.