Introducing books through the first chapter or so...
I traced the scarlet lines across the young girl's body as she squirmed in the evening sun. She lay on the table in front of me, staring off into the cloudless sky. Her hair danced in the wind like blades of grass in a hailstorm. She was bound, of course, and a fresh gag had been placed in her mouth, but still she fought. I examined her features, soaking in like compliments. Tiny whimpers escaped her pale, chapped lips. I swallowed hard, my stomach desperate for her.
-- Eating Sarah by Janet Martens
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