Almost. No matter what she did, there was still the harness. Knight’s men hadn’t taken it off her, even though she’d begged them to. It pressed into her skin with a horrible, degrading sensuality. The black leather straps crossing to either side of her slit rubbed the skin just enough that she couldn’t forget that Knight’s hands had been there. He’d been inside of her against her will, and he would take her again whenever he wanted. And maybe she’d come again, like some easy slut. There was nothing she could do about that either. For a long time she cried, drowning in her own shame and terror. The other vampires hadn’t even spoken when they’d thrown her in the cell the night before. They’d simply pushed her in with their cold claws and shut the door. Alice’s prison was richly carpeted in white, but windowless and bare except for a luxuriously large bed. It took up most of the space, tall, plush and draped in a silvery fur. Adjoining the bedroom was a bathroom small enough to be a closet.
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