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the hundred dollar bill she’d taken from her uncle’s till. He shoved it into his front pocket. “It’s mine now. You don’t have any more need for money.” Chuckling, he slit the garment up both arms, then yanked it off, throwing her off balance and back down on the balls of her feet.
    “ What’s that?” he demanded. Planting his hand on her chest, he forced her back against the stair post. “Did I give you permission to move? One more thing I’m going to have to punish you for.”
    Punish? This wasn’t happening. It couldn’t be.
    If he had any idea what she was thinking, he gave no indication as he slipped the bra straps down her arms. Her nipples hardened in alarm, yet she managed to keep from trying to break free.
    Somehow, some time he’d let down his guard and she’d run.
    How? Your ankles are tied.
    Incapable of facing that reality, she frantically searched for another place to put her mind, but it refused to move beyond the rope he was draping around her neck. That done, he again held up the scissors.
    “ For the record—“ He looked around. “This is the only place for more than a half mile in any direction. The developer got a great buy on the land. His intention was to build secluded vacation rentals, but not all plans go through. Thanks to how the condo was constructed, we’ll be high and dry if the area’s hit with a tsunami.”
    She didn’t care about any of this. Most of all she didn’t want to hear how isolated they were.
    One snip followed another. The useless bra straps now hung off her. Hard as she tried, she couldn’t silence a muffled sob. Her mouth burned from having the bit between her lips for so long, and fear—had to be fear—again dampened her pussy. He was big and strong, the ultimate male. Masterful.
    “ There.” Planting a hand under her right breast, he lifted it. “That’s the sound I need to hear. Let’s see what it takes to get you to repeat it.”
    Before she could begin to wrap her mind around what he was doing, he slipped the scissors between the bra cups and cut. Chuckling, he reached behind her and pulled off the bra. Naked. Exposed.
    He was no longer smiling when he backed up. He leered at her breasts, making her nipples tighten. “What’d those suckers cost?”
    Platt had paid the bill, and she hadn’t seen it. Her perky full C breasts were, Platt had told her, his way of making it up to her for having to cancel their vacation when a key person in his business abruptly quit. Truth was, she hadn’t been that disappointed about the change of plans because guilt went a long way with Platt. She’d milked that to her advantage.
    “ I’ve seen worse,” Reno said. “Better too.”
    Where? Reminding herself that how her breasts looked didn’t matter, she waited to see what he intended to do next. It couldn’t possibly get worse, could it? What came after nudity? Nothing. Maybe.
    The other woman had been whipped.
    Exhaustion washed over her in waves punctuated by heavy dread. She wasn’t sure how much more her system could handle. Maybe her heart would stop beating.
    He untied the leash and released her hands from the waist restraint. Fear of what he intended to do nearly brought her to her knees. As she waited, the last thing she wanted to acknowledge sunk in. He hadn’t taken her just so he could rape her. There was more to his agenda, maybe parallels to what the redhead was enduring.
    “ Hold out your hands.”  
    Her eyes widened. He couldn’t possibly think she’d obey him.
    “ Last chance. Either I see your hands out where they belong or you’ll pay for it.”
    Run. Somehow.         
    Shaking his head, he grabbed the leash and yanked down so she was bent way over with her ass in the air, her breasts dangling, and her hands still roped together. He planted his foot on the leash, keeping her where he wanted her.
    She couldn’t fathom what he had in mind, just that he’d grabbed the rope he’d draped around her neck and was