Chapter 290

"That was the fun part," Kat continued. "After that, it got dark. The ball gag. Spreader bar. He used that anal hook on me? Jesus. I'm going to be so sore when I sober up. Don't get mad about the H. It was just like four little bumps, just to make sure I didn't get too crazy. And, yes, I've got Plan-B at the ready. I've taken it after every time someone came inside me this week. Well, except you, of course. Although I guess it doesn't matter."

Her continued energy wore on me. This was too much to process. I just pulled her close to me and wrapped my arms around her. It was all I could think to do. I didn't really care about what David Johnson had done to her. It was all a fantasy. It was all for money. It was all about chasing higher sexual highs. And other highs. I didn't feel threatened by it. The fact that Kat was telling me these details -- objectively perverse as they were -- underscored how they fell into the re