With all her heart, shewanted to scream but she could not even breathe. She thought of her granddaughterasleep upstairs ? so tiny and so defenseless. ...he knew that she must closethe damned door and grabbed desperately for the doorknob. She should just graspthe damned motherless knob and slam the damned motherless door shut. Suddenlyclumsy, she just couldn't close her damned hand around the damned motherlessdoorknob. At first, she couldn't even move her arm and then somehow she couldn'tclose her. The noises above him indicated that she had settled back into her favorite chair and he sagged back onto the bed. Once again she was surfing the web again and choosing the internet over him. His mood dipped lower. Why did he bother to try and keep the intimacy between them going. Despite his best efforts she wasn’t that interested. As she had turned away that thought had screamed through his brain. Sure she made an effort to keep up her end, every two days like clockwork but even that had. I took a long hot shower that felt amazing. I changed clothes heading back to Lila's truck, climbing into the cab I put my dirty clothes into my backpack. I locked the doors and started to curl up on the front seat. Lila poked her head through the curtain from the back, "What are you doing goofy, you sleep like that and I am going to kick your butt out on the side of the rode after you complain about how your neck hurts. Get back here I told you I have plenty of room." I moved through the. Nothing held her upper torso in place. However, her wrists were shackled tightly to the very bottom of the front legs and a second strap kept her upper arms securely in place.The coup de grace, however, was the hair bondage. Her long dark hair was braided into a lengthy leather thong which had to be at least 10 feet long because it stretched behind her, wrapped around a rod in the ceiling grid and came back to the front leg of the bondage horse where it was tied off. In this way she was forced.