**Chapter 3: Misdirection**
**Penny**
It wasn’t the equipment.
As soon as Nadia left, Penny checked in on Joe. He was fine, right where she left him: drooling in front of the monitors and learning the valuable lesson that lace and silk are better against his skin than anything masculine. The more flowy, the better. The more sheer, the better. The softer, the better. Less is better.
It’s an important lesson for a slut to learn.
But he was safe. He was twenty feet from Nadia the whole time, and she had no idea. Penny wasn’t worried about Joe. She’d never been caught before. She wouldn’t be caught now.
But she was worried about Nadia. She should have gone under. She should have gone down the Rabbit Hole. Her mind should have been in Penny’s hand, like clay for the making. Everything was fine. The sounds and lighting worked. She checked her rings three times. Those were fine. It should have worked.
But she couldn’t trance Nadia.