As if she had been high and did not know whatit was to be sober. "Now honey, you are bound down, you are going to be reformed." Reformed what was this...nutty cunt talking about?! With all of my strength I turned my head. I saw that the walls were covered in whips,chains, and all kinds of torture devices. I cried!The woman turned my head back. "No they are for later." Again that sick smile, I wanted to scream no!!! My mouth moved and still just silence. "would you like to know your prize?" There. "In the kitchen sipping my chocolate I cursed myself for a fool for reacting as I had to my son's comment, it wasn't even an offensive phrase, but it was one I had thought was a shared thing between my online lover and myself.The next day I saw Paul off to school then went about my daily routine, the same mind numbing routine of cleaning and baking that I had fallen into since the death of my husband. I'd been shy before his death, but it was worse afterwards, which was why I was so thankful. "I was never so embarrassed. I walked gingerly over to where the girls were standing. Janet looked me up and down and took my hand. "Honey, you look so girly all in pink and I just love the way your 'boobs' jiggle when you walk," she laughed. She looked at her girlfriends and said, "Don't you think it's time she had a proper name?" to the girls and they all nodded in agreement."I think we'll call you Candice, honey" if that's ok with you. She then whispered in my ear "Don't fuck with me. I can't help that, I have to keep the bladder muscle -- muscles? -- from relaxing. I have too... "What's wrong, pet?" Was that a hint of sarcasm I heard in your voice? So soft is the sound of your voice that I can't tell where you are standing. No matter; at this point, I don't care. I'm just glad I'm not alone."Sir, I need to urinate." I knew better than to say I needed to use the bathroom. I knew you wouldn't let me down just for that purpose."Oh fuck!" I scream as I feel severe pain on my.