Shackled By The Dictator (BDSM Erotica) - Plot & Excerpts
“You have no right to keep us here beyond our contract.” I’m wondering if I’m in a nightmare myself. Then again, Potchenko may be trying to humor her as though she is a child who will be promised a dangerous toy to keep her quiet – which will then at the final minute be taken away before she can put it into her mouth. I’m desperately praying that will be the case. I need to talk to Mansk. Mansk knows this motley family of crazies intimately. Mansk strides up to Max and backhands his face. ‘Speak to the Great Leader only when spoken to, cur.” A red splotch appears on Max’s right cheek. He doesn’t raise a hand to it. He’s too stunned . . . and not from the physical blow. Greg steps forward. “Wait,” he cautions Max. He’s probably thinking the same thing I’m thinking. Humor her. But a large part of me can’t help feeling scared. We’re not in America, where our rights are majorly protected by laws even though we may gripe and moan about our government. This is frontier land, or at least, it feels unexplored by the Western world – where anything and everything can happen at the whims of the Great Leader.
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