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was ridiculous. “I’ve never had cat food before, and I’m not going to start eating it today. I do thank you for bringing me something, but no thanks to that.”
    Voncile shot her an evil gaze. After she swallowed the mouthful of eggs, she let Raine have it. “Just as I thought, you’re a little ungrateful bitch. You don’t appreciate anyone doing something nice for you, and I went out of my way to carry all of this shit up here for you. But you know what?” Voncile stood, raking the rest of her food on the floor. “I will not bring you anything else. If you get real hungry, eat that. I’m also taking my stink pot back downstairs. You won’t get it back until you’ve earned it.” Voncile stormed toward the door. She slapped her hand against the light switch, turning the room pitch black.
    Raine heard the click as Voncile locked the door again. She was sick to her stomach and she felt like crying, but she knew she had to hold it together. She had to think of some way to get Voncile to release her, because after another day of this, she wouldn’t be able to bite her tongue, and she just might lose her mind.
    * * *
    The next morning, Raine was slumped over on the floor with her arms still tied behind her back. She had been trying to free herself for most of the night, but to no avail. Her whole body felt weak, and her arms were severely sore.
    Voncile was determined not to let her get any rest. She unlocked the door then strutted into the room. “Rise and shine,” she said loudly. “It’s time to wake up. You can forget about getting any more beauty sleep, because the Wicked Witch of the West is here.”
    Raine’s eyes fluttered. Her vision was blurred, and she strained to look at Voncile. As her eyes began to focus, she noticed Voncile was wearing one of her fitted dresses and a pair of peep-toe heels that Kasen had given her for her last birthday. Then she noticed that Voncile was carrying a large pot with her. At first she thought it might be the same pot she had brought in last night for Raine to use as a toilet. But then Voncile stepped closer and dumped the pot full of ice cold water over her head.
    “At the car wash,” Voncile sang out and danced around Raine. “Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, workin’ at the car wash, girl.”
    “Pleeeease,” Raine cried out. “Stop doing this! What did I . . . do to you, to make you do this to me?”
    Voncile didn’t respond. A crooked smile washed across her face, as she looked down at the puddle of water surrounding Raine.
    “Can I please have a towel?” Raine barked with anger in her voice. She couldn’t help it. There was no way for her to tolerate this. “Something . . . anything to wipe myself off.” Raine’s pajama top was clinging to her, and she was dying to remove her panties, which had a horrible stench coming from them at this point.
    Voncile stepped up to Raine, laughing. Her heels sank in the soggy carpet as she squatted to Raine’s level.
    “Girl, you look a mess. If Kasen could see you like this, he would be disgusted, wouldn’t he? I’ll go get you a towel, but let me warn you again. Watch your tone with me. If not, your days here are going to get a whole lot worse. Trust me on that.”
    Voncile pivoted, quickly leaving the room. She returned in a minute, throwing the towel at Raine’s face.
    “I’m going to work. I have a little surprise for you later, too, so sit tight and please don’t go anywhere,” she said with a maniacal laugh. She left the room with the pot in her hand, locking the door behind her and beaming about what she envisioned the evening would bring.

Chapter 6
    Kasen was glad it was Friday because he’d had a sleepless night, and he definitely needed some rest. Raine’s departure was starting to take a heavy toll on him. Fortunately he only had two appointments in the morning. His intention was to leave around noon, go back home, and go to bed. One whole day was all he needed. Then he could chill for the rest of the