Reign of Terror

Becky Jane steps in fresh meat, and Orlando gives her nothing soft. She gets locked into steel and leather traps that turn every breath into a struggle. He keeps the pain coming—floggers, clamps, whatever hurts worse than the last hit—until sweat rolls down her spine and her voice breaks. His only plan is to see how far this girl will crack before she begs him to stop. Every inch of her body gets tested, stretched, and worked until she’s shaking and raw.