After a home invasion, a young woman finds herself on a treacherous path, one which leads her to a dystopian culture of psychological torment with elements of domination and submission enabling exquisite sexual encounters. Adult content.

Excerpts: “Now go see Christian. Seduce him, be proactive, take the initiative. Don't make him ask for it. You have my permission to have a good time.”
“Mistress has expressed an interest in you, Megan.”

“For Management?”

“Hardly. For sex.”

“Oh.” My spirits sank. The woman was hardly my type; too old, a few pounds overweight, and more plain-looking than your average librarian, the one who wears her glasses around her neck.

“Christian wants you to be proactive about it.”

“You mean like take the initiative, hit on her, seduce her?” - - -
What would red wine look like when it dried on blonde hair? I wondered. My suffering friend nodded for me to do it. I did. I set my refilled wine glass atop her cage and 'accidentally' bumped into it as I adjusted my chair.

“Oops! Sorry, hon.” It spilled all over my naked friend's head and ran down over those cute breasts I had complimented.

“Oh, that's okay. I don't mind, Meg. I didn't get any clothes stained and I can lick off the wine,” she said, feigning a sincere sounding chuckle. Mistress's wine glass was half empty.

“Well then...” She poured the rest of it over Allison's head, then laughed too.
- - - My best idea to please you is to prove my devotion to you by spending time in the cage naked.”

“Now that idea is a good one. For how long?”

“Until you release me.”

“That could be a long time, Meg. I'm a sadist at heart. You okay with that? Any other bondage suggestions? Let's discuss it after you're caged."

. I undressed and she locked me in.

“Yeah, yeah, I like you caged, Meg. I like it a lot! - - -
“Excuse us, miss.” She turned toward us with a stunned expression.

“What?”

“Up against the car, honey, hands behind your back. You're under arrest!”

“Oh fuck, undercover bitches.”

We put her into the front seat, then sat on both sides of her.

“What are you doing?” she asked.

“You're being abducted. Road trip.” - - -
“You three are crazy. Just let me go. I promise I won't say anything.”

“Someone would pick you up walking along the road nude and you wouldn't say anything?” - - -
The aforementioned orgy was announced; people were gathering in the ranch barn to participate. Everyone placed their clothes into one big pile. Xavier and I added ours, including my backpack with my two pistols. He looked good naked. The only people still armed were Charlie and his inner circle. Clever. - - -
It felt surreal watching a flight attendant taking off all her clothes - - -
I pulled out my left pistol and shot Charlie in the head, then spun around as I drew my right-side gun and fired again. Rapid fire ensued as Xavier joined the fray and the others shot back. I dove for cover and continued firing. Adrenaline surged through my body. - - -
“Three more for departure,” I informed the pilot.

“Not without Mr. Zen's approval.”

Blondie made me proud as she put her gun in his face. “Mr. Zen says no problemo.”

“Fine, fine, just don't shoot that thing once we get airborne. This cabin is pressurized. We'll be flying at 35,000 feet. A bullet hole anywhere in the frame would release cabin pressure, crash the plane, kill us all.”

She positioned the tip of the barrel in his crotch. “Don't worry, sir. I won't be aiming there.”

“Yes, ma'am. Prepare for departure.” - - -