Summary
Captain Leon Winston was reputed to use torture, in particular, with a lot of cruelty on rebels and was known as the “Vampire of Campton.”. “I always wanted to shove my pistol into your narrow little cunt and stir it around.” Oddly enough, the maid of the torture chamber, Sally Bristol, became the object of his uncontrollable desire, much like the rage he felt towards the rebels. She was just an ordinary, unremarkable woman… So why did the scent of her blood keep arousing him? The mystery didn’t last long. When the rebel spy said her name, he knew what he had. He could release the sadistic impulses. “I held back for a good girl, but now I won’t. Thanks Sally. Oh, Grace.” To live beg for me; perhaps I’ll let you do so. *Please note that this work contains content such as violence and coercive relationships, which may be polarizing.