Chapter seventeen

Ashlyn's POV

It took me great pains to write how to be a slave on the paper given to me. I could not write properly with the paper on the ground because there was nothing to place under it for a smooth writing and it came out rough.

I was just glad that I could finish it. I had a very discomforting time writing it. With a tool shoved up inside of me and and a icebag creating sensation on my nipples, my imaginations were sorta running wild.

Sometimes while I was writing, I'd become dazed and blinded by an oblivion unable to see clearly what was before me.

What had made it more easier to withstand the torture was he leaving the lamp behind or perhaps he forgot. Either of, it was of a great help to me.

Vino had stood by the cell all through watching me. His eyes on every of my movement. Ensuring that I follow all of his alpha's order and not disobey under his watchful eyes.

I had no idea how long I stayed in the dungeon.

But, few hours after I had dropped the feather, I saw a ray o