I retreated into the depths of my mind to escape the never-ending ravages of my flesh. There, I clung to a single, solitary thought—one day, I would...be free of Lucifer's torment and Mark Glassner and his whore would pay.The bastard stole everything from me. He stole my precious wife, my Desiree, from me, and transformed her into his whore. He so brainwashed her that even when I won her back, she still belonged to Mark. He stole my house. He stole my godhood. He stole my life. He robbed me of. I thought that maybe he has found that I was not wearing a bra.My medium-sized boobs with big brown nipples were poking out. He stood up looking at me and closed the door of the room. I found that act suspicious and asked about it to him. What he said next was shocking for me that made me went lifeless. He took out his mobile and showed it to me.The mobile which he boasted was because of the good light and flash of the mobile. The pictures were reasonably good. I was shocked at what I saw on. My father taking this new position was the worst thing that could possibly happen to me. I had been born and raised in the same place. For all my seventeen years I never lived anywhere else. Everyone in my school we kids I had known my entire life, some of them being my best friends. Now my father wanted to take me away from the life I had always known, during the most important year I would ever have in school? Who pulled their kids out of school right before their senior year? My father,. "Do you want me to help you to get through this?" I asked her and she nodded weakly. My hand took her chin and turned her eyes to look into mine. "If you want to get through this, then you are going to have to trust me and do everything I say. Can you do that?" She nodded again."Take of your shoes and hose, and make yourself comfortable on the bed," I commanded.She put her hand on my shoulder and tossed her shoes on the floor. When she got situated I handed her the bottle again and told her to.