She then said, “Spread your legs wider.” Vicki complied. The bailiff unlocked the door to the cage and took the padlock with him. The horses began moving. Starting with Vicki’s head, they sprayed a layer of some sort of gooey liquid on her skin. “There’s no branding iron. People pay for drama.”
When she grimaced, he added, “That little trick added 10% to the cost of the tickets and 25% to the video rights. Suddenly an excruciating pain flashed through Vicki’s body. One of the men pushed her back against the curved surface while the other began strapping her arms and legs in place. She had often thought about completely shaving her sex, but had never had the nerve. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = =
* * * * * * * * * * * * Chapter Two – A Day of Repentance
Two weeks following her conviction, at nine o’clock in the morning, Vicki stood on the steps of the courthouse where
