Her eyes followed the leather lashes in his hand hypnotised as they described their first arc, this time they landed on her right breast removing both...skin and the single nipple peg, for Maggie the pain was such that she would have screamed herself horse had the gag allowed her so to do, she knew though that her body was betraying her once again, her sex running wet in a way it had only ever done a very few times in her whole lifetime. Her wandering mind was interrupted by the second lash. ‘Obviously, we missed quite a bit during our Johns Hopkins trip.’ ‘I didn’t want to bother you with our problems when you and Kevin are dealing with life and death,’ Kendall replied, not noticing Annie’s expression fall. ‘So, is she Reid’s?’ Taylor whispered. Kendall shook her head as she tucked Annie close to her side. ‘We don’t know. If she is, we’re going to treat her right.’ And maybe if she’s not. Annie loved that Kendall held her tightly, even if she’d called her a problem. Her mother had. Dani was surprised at the mundane routine of life in the Confederacy, but was appalled at the second-class status of their women. All her life, Dani had been free and fiercely independent except for her four-year love affair with cocaine and her now-overdosed, long-dead boyfriend who had kept her in need of it. The fact that Confederate women were usually bonded to some male chaffed at that fierce independence deep inside her. She hoped this ‘Jonathan’ person wasn’t planning on enslaving her. Inside was an almost exact copy of the Throne room in miniature save for the full-sized throne in it. There was no sign of Oonagh, but it showed signs of having been in use recently. There was also a bookcase holding several tomes, a few of which were warded, that Talshish was studying at a distance with interest.“I believe there must be another exit somewhere as the throne seat is still warm,” he stated.“Plus we haven’t yet accounted for even half the guards we know she took with her,” Serice.