Jason requested Miss Adams by name. Within seconds she spots a weakness and slices into it. The flashes of his anger amuse her. She pushes harder. The last time he speaks out of turn, a vicious clamp on the tongue commands him into silence. She is cruel but fair. ‘Do you aspire to obedience? Then suffer, fucker.’
Later, as he twists in her rope, she taunts him. She dares him to speak. He remembers the pain and focuses. She attacks his pride and dignity. She brings the fight to him. He battles the pain and rage in his own head, desperately trying to hold on.
