What was I thinking when I accepted an invitation to spend New Year’s Eve at the Baron’s castle? After all, he’s a darkly sadistic monster, women who willingly enter his
domain rarely survive. Still, I do love a darkly masochistic challenge.
So, here I am. I’m waiting outside the Baron’s torture chamber’s entrance in a breathtakingly tight white latex catsuit. I know that beyond those doors, unspeakable evil
awaits. Gut-wrenching pain, mutilation, and a brutal, agonizingly torturous death await. Meanwhile, I’m going to enjoy this glass of wine. Hell, it’s New Year’s Eve, lucky me...