The voices were unfamiliar.She opened her eyes.She was lying down on a mattress covered in stained white cotton, the room around her a featureless sla... of grey concrete. The wall to her left had a stainless steel toilet bowl protruding from it, and the one to her right had a heavy looking door set into it. The door had no handle. It wasn't anything like the one at work, however. Whereas the familiar door of her workplace had consisted of white, vertical, metal bars and an oversized lock, this. ...u*********sly beg for more, I need the pain, I need the torture, I need to lose myself in fifiland......He reaches now for the right nipple, pulling at it as He now takes another needle, piercing the nipple with it...I feel the pain, much greater pain as the needle passes under and through the nipple....I squeal with pain as it passes ...''breathe, breathe deeply'' I hear Him say....I take a deep breath as I take in the pain, awaiting the second needle to pass diagonally through the same. Joie then returned with two glasses one with Perrier and lemon and an empty glass for the handsome man touching his hand again as he passed him the glass. Joie poured him a large glass of wine and toasted him by saying "Cheers". Joie explained that he rarely drank alcohol and practically never when at home.Joie then suggested that they rejoin the party by slipping onto the patio through the kitchen door. Adrian opened the door for Joie and the young boy brushed gently against the mature man as. Expecting my mom to be on the other side I slowly creep to take a peek, and get a visual of something I have dreamed of for so long, but never thought in my wildest dreams would ever see. Not only did I find the cause of the noise, I found something so much better. The cause of the disruption was this weird contraption that I'd never seen before in my life. It was white for the most part, with some blue on it, Sort of looked like a very large microphone, and on the side of it after I got closer.