The girl in chains 23

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Brother Anselm unlocked the cage door.

It was half wonderful and half infuriating. She was free of the cage, but the equally hated chains limited her to short, noisy steps and hands primly joined below her navel. She made a hobbled circuit of the big room and came to stand before the brown habit and the nondescript male within. She looked up into worshipping eyes.


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