MASTER'S GIRLS: "All She Can Take"

Jonny moves like a man nursing a permanent grudge. Lips tight, eyes locked on her like he’s already decided how much she’s going to hurt. Cheri knows what’s coming. She’s worn the welts from his cane once already, yet here she is again—stripped bare, wrists chained overhead, body hanging where he put it. The blindfold cuts off the room. The gag fills her mouth. The collar drags her chin up. Every breath reminds her she belongs to him until he’s finished. She listens for the cane, waits for the first strike, and feels the chains pull tighter as he steps closer.