When she was dressed, Mr. Young escorted her to the hallway and closed the door. She knocked several times to be let back in, but Mr. Young did not respond.
"Carrying on isn't going to change your punishment, Danielle," came the voice of Officer Grant.
She turned to face him in the corridor. "I didn't expect to see you here!"
"I hope it's a pleasant surprise," Grant replied as he stepped up alongside her. "I had a meeting that coincided with your appointment. I thought I'd take you home."
Danielle's face brightened in spite of the intense need the ointment was causing. She could almost forget the thigh bands and the sensation between her legs, just seeing Officer Grant's handsome face. "Thank you," she said softly.
As he walked with her toward the parking garage, the constriction of h
