As Sara woke, panic came over her like a wave crashing to the shore. Where was she? As her eyes slowly focused, she remembered. “The hotel,” she whispered to herself. A slow stirring next to her brought everything back. She looked down at her wrists to see the slight bruises that had started to come to the surface of her skin. As she struggled not to wake him, the bed sheets caressed her bare bottom. The soreness was enou...