Chapter Nineteen
Karl Is Made to Suffer
He wasn’t surprised when he found Asha waiting for him as he staggered into the cottage. She was wearing her black PVC catsuit and stiletto boots. A broad, black belt hugged her hips and there was a small whip coiled up, hanging from the belt.
“Don’t bother showering,” Asha told him sternly. “You’ll be sweaty enough in a few minutes anyway. Get downstairs – now!”
“Yes, Mistress,” he whispered and he moved toward the door under the stairs.
Freya was waiting in the dungeon. She’d obviously borrowed another of Asha’s catsuits – it was the burgundy red, leather-look Mord’ Sith catsuit. It was skin tight on Asha, and had a fair amount of stretch in the material. Freya’s smaller frame only just filled it, but it still looked great on her. She’d even p
