Taryn was rich, spoiled, nineteen, and bored. She was also highly indignant that she'd been forced to attend her father's charity ball! Dallying with a much older man, a notorious rogue her father despised, seemed a good way to pass the evening and irritate her father. She hadn't counted on losing a bet, hadn't counted on the way he made her body burn, and certainly hadn't expected to find herself naked and bound while he toyed with her body! And yet, while the music played one floor below, she found herself blindfolded and gagged, tied and positioned, waiting for the footsteps on the polished wood floor which would indicate the next man coming to visit her, coming to toy with her, coming to sate the fever he had roused in her body and mind.