She marched me up the stairs, like a slave with handcuffs on. We reached the main floor and all of the lights were out in the house except night lights or the light coming from the moon through the window. She held me by the back of my wrists as I was cuffed with her handcuffs walking up the main stairs in the house. Her bedroom was the second bedroom after the bathroom. I entered her room like a prisoner."Step into my ch...