That scared him even more and he insisted that they talk about what had occurred. Becky was reluctant to talk, but eventually she said that she had n...eded to be taken past the point of pleasure from the pain. She said that she needed to be broken, and had forced Kevin to break her."Pain is my drug of choice," she explained. "It is as if I am addicted to what pain does for me." She paused and then said with a dreamy smile. "It makes me wet. It makes me happy. It makes me feel alive." Then. He stepped up behind her and kissed her neck. She turned around and smiled at him. ‘Hi,’ she said, unsuccessfully hiding the shakiness in her voice. Donald frowned kindly and asked, ‘What’s wrong?’ ‘I don’t know,’ Rachel answered, averting her eyes. ‘Come now, tell me,’ Donald coaxed. ‘I don’t know,’ Rachel answered. ‘Everything is fine. I’m feeling stronger, I have a beautiful baby and a husband who works hard to take care of me, I’m back to work…’ she burst into tears. ‘My life is wonderful!’. ..me...” I mumbled as everything went dark. *Oh Stepheniiee.. my love how have you been?* she smiled as her form took figure to my eyes. She was indeed beautiful; just another me in a much more sinister way that'll make a grown man cry. She has made a few of them cry in the past, but thats where I come in. “Kyiiyan why are you hear?” I stated knowing I was in my mind. She pushed her (my) brown her from her face as her blue eyes stared back into my own icy blue eyes. *Is that anyway to talk to. I didnt feel any strugle or any atempt to bite my left hand.i brought my long finger of my right hand to her face and touched her nose with it.-its wet you bitch, you want it more than me. you want me to take advantage of you with all the people waiting outside? what a slut. or is this some kind of an experiment for you? well anyway your pussy is more than happy to participate.i was rubbing my fully erected dick through my pants and i throbed on her ass, using her almost zero resistance,.