Chapter Seventeen
Karl Enjoys a Torture Session
“Madame Katya” walked slowly toward Asha, her stiletto heels clicking on the wooden flooring that Karl had laid over the bare concrete in this part of the dungeon. She circled the trembling woman slowly, studying her. She stopped when she was behind Asha, and reached out to brush her hands over Asha’s buttocks. As her fingers made contact, Asha let out a squeal of surprise.
“Relax, darling,” she said quietly. “You are very beautiful and your skin is so soft. Karl is lucky man.” She laughed. “Or maybe he is not so lucky if he is never permitted to make love to you. That is very cruel.”
Freya’s hand continued to drift over Asha’s naked flesh.
“You are frightened?” she whispered. “You are shaking and sweating. Is not warm here. You sweat be
