Wait. Look at me Gabriella.”She looks up.“Now is the moment to stop if you do not want to end our contract.”She can’t even bring herself to sp...ak, she simple shakes her head once and rolls back up onto the pillar. So kneeling naked on the hard stone floor in the cold dark cellar with her hands clasped behind her head she awaits the pain. I switch off all but two of the lights, one above her that illuminates her hair and the other off to the side that throws the curves of her body into an. ..''i said loud in the middle of the night feeling alone , way too alonei checked my email and happy a daddy had been sending me picture of him with his bbc up waiting to be worshipped he saidit took him 10 min i saw the white van and went to met himhe was cool and nice until he turn my head and i saw the setup in his vani was way to slowi beg as he drag my sorry little sissu frame behindnaked and being tied up doggy ass toward the huge pink cock toy with bells ringing as soon as it turn on the. As I became more recalcitrant they became more adamant in their demand that I “Stop being such a stupid sod”, and follow the family tradition. Had mother still been alive she would no doubt have sided with me, as she frequently had when alive, often sheltering me from my hectoring father. She was one of, if not the only, person who could bring father to heel. “Do stop trying to be so intimidating George, “she would say, “you’re not in the courtroom now.” That would bring father down to a. Not to say that it doesn’t still annoy the hell out of me sometimes.’ ‘So, I take it you’re more comfortable without clothes?’ ‘Exactly. The pain is worse with light pressure or when things move across my skin, and clothes do both of those constantly. Steady or firm pressure isn’t as bad, which is why I tend to wear spandex when I’m forced to be dressed.’ ‘Wow. Now I feel bad. You’re in pain, wearing clothes, just to ease my own discomfort.’ ‘Don’t feel bad. I have to wear clothes enough.