Sold, Packaged, and Shipped

Chapter 18: The First Morning

Both of the captive women awoke before anyone came for them. Nothing had changed with respect to their restrictions and the room was still totally black. Darlene could tell that Melinda was awake by the tiny sounds of her yet again testing the straps holding them down. Forgetting the lesson of the night before, she began to speak. No sooner had the sound of her voice begun than the dark room was pierced by two loud cries. “Don’t…” Melinda began to admonish her, but her first word set off the electrical charges again and she clamped her mouth shut.

The tingling strong shocks ceased.

They lay there in the darkness and silence, save for the sound of their breathing, and wondered what would happen to them next. Darlene, for her part, was actually surprised that at least one them had not been taken to Reggie’s bedroom. Darlene could understand if it were Melinda who would be taken first. She prettier, and eighteen years younger, even though Darlene was still a very attractive woman with a fine body. Time, aided by a lot of tennis and healthful eating, had been kind to her. Having had only one child had helped too.

But they had only been strapped down to those benches and left that way all night. They could not share feelings, but both would have complained that they were hungry and had to go to the bathroom – really badly.

Eventually, the light sprang into blinding intensity and the door opened. As their eyes became accustom to the overhead light bulb, they could see Angus standing there, hands on hips, looking down at their nearly naked bodies.

With hesitation, Darlene meekly asked, “Please… I have to go.”

no shock, so the device must have been

darling, I’m sure you do. And you’ll get your chance

her booted feet. Standing her on her feet, he turned her towards the door and pointed. “First door on

then turned his attention to the teenager. “An’ I’ll suppose you’ll be

restraints had toned it down, but the

and, on unsteady high heels, walked away from him. She really needed to visit the facilities

loo, Darlene was trying to flush the toilet with her taped together arms and having little success. Melinda walked up, lifted a

began, “but with my

and walked out to where Angus was standing and grinning at their discomfort at having to perform bodily functions in the presence of

of the hunger in her and a desire to draw his attention away from watching Melinda sitting there. He seemed to find it amusing that