Harris picked up the mid-sized cane and bent it between his fists. ‘All I saw was you making off with my money, and for that you will suffer the consequences. Take off your skirt.’
Wanting nothing more than to get the ordeal over as quickly as possible, Alice obediently unfastened the button at her trim waist and let the skirt fall to her feet, Harris intent on her every move.
‘Now place your legs together and bend forward,’ he went on.
Alice reached down for her toes and waited, stomach churning with nerves, breathing difficult.
‘So far so good,’ drooled the fiend. He flexed the rod, chest out. ‘You will receive twelve with this cane.’
Alice’s torments continue. Having escaped the clutches of the vicious Uncle Richard she settles with the Howells, and oblivious to her own sexual magnetism, it turns out that Jonathan Howell is not the only one with designs upon her delectable rear and enticing figure. In attempting to save Katy from the sly and incorrigible Harris, Alice stumbles into entrapment and discovers the cruel power in his arm.
Reluctantly she meets again with the volatile Richard, but has anything prepared her for the bitter reception she receives, or the terrible secret he’s been concealing?