Chuck chuckled, then pinched her nipple harshly. "I'm going to end up using you to humiliate your father. If I can trust you to be a good girl. If not..." His chuckle darkened. "You really won't enjoy the rest of your life."

He glanced away from her and she could guess who he was talking to. "Wrists crossed high behind her. Ballet boots connected by a six inch chain. And an obedience collar."