" No, that's not true."She pushed that thought from her mind, concentrating instead on fighting back.She moved her right foot experimentally. If he ca...e a little closer, she could do it."Yaghghghhghghh!"His next move was a surprising one. Stretching out one hand, he grabbed at her cunt, twisting the hairs and her cuntlips in his fist. The pulling, tearing sensation blasted through the nun like a knife gutting her belly. She brought her knees up, throwing back her head, feeling her mind reeling. While disconnecting she said she liked talking to me and I can call her again. I was happy to hear that, having no idea what going to come.I again called her after couple of days, but this time I called her in the evening. She was at home. We talked nicely on various things. She again raised the the topic of my thrashing her for the camera. I again apologized and asked her what compensation does she want. She said it should be decided by me. I said OK how about a coffee. She accepted it as a. Neutering for females involved the removal of uterus and optional removal of the ovaries. There appeared to be a number of benefits including stopping menstruation, absence of risk of ovarian cancer and risks associated with c***dbirth. Marcia realised it meant she wouldn’t be able to have c***dren, but would she really want to bring more white babies into the world? The advice also said that after neutering both sexes would be given slow release oestrogen injections that would protect them. I was freaking out trying to get out of whatever hold I was in. Then a mirror appeared in front of me on wheels, and I saw myself. I was totally shocked and panicked.“Let me go! Please...Flora...I’m scared!” I started crying, seeing myself suspended with pink ropes. I was bent over forward with my hands tight on my back, being pulled with rope in the same beam as my ponytail. I was suspended with pink rope around my stomach, and was bound around each knee, spreading my legs wide apart, and the.