Excerpt of Anguished Lover by Zenobia Renquist

They had captured Lamon. That was good and bad. Being
captured was bad. The good was that he was still alive. He
and Theron were still alive. That gave Sicily hope.

Her captor laughed as he and the others walked away. In
his laughter was the promise of making good on his threat.

Good. Let him. She wanted Lamon there. It would prove he
had been captured, and that he was alive. Yes, it would
hurt him to see her masturbating for the masses, but his
presence would help her get off harder and faster. Even if
their captors didn't let him touch her, just knowing he
was there, being able to look into his eyes, would be
enough.

She would deal with the consequences of it all later.
Right now, the puppet spell and keeping it disrupted were
her only concern.

"Sissy, can I come out of the corner now?"

Sicily sighed as she rolled to a sitting position. "Yeah,
Ryver. I'm sorry I yelled at you."

Ryver stalked over to the cot and glared at Sicily. "Why
did you do that? What were you thinking? What will Lamon
think when they tell him?"

"He'll think I'm doing what I need to do to keep us safe."

Ryver's hard look softened to one of apology. She took
Sicily's hand in hers and held it to her cheek. "Not like
that, Sissy. There's another way. There has to be. We'll
find it."