*I pull my hair off my neck, wishing a breeze would pass, the morning sun already beating down. It's warm today, the waters calm, sky the brightest it...s been all week. Though pleasant, there are too many distractions, looming like a cloud.Today is the last opportunity to find what we’re looking for, our chances fraying like a rope with every passing minute. Also, I’ve been attempting to control the heat in my face all morning, and it’s much more difficult than it should be.I glance to my right.. .well, like I don’t have a name..(giggle)?none of us cunts do?I used to have a name?I think! But then, Tim the trainer says I used to be a person?with rights and stuff?isn’t that silly, women having rights. like, as if!!. , Us cunts know our place, which is?.like (giggle) lower than A dog, I mean isn’t that horrible?comparing me to a dog?that is so insulting? to DOGS. (giggle) I mean, like, dogs are smart and worth something! not like us cunts (giggle)! We cunts don’t remember much, that’s. ” my wife stammered.“You are nothing but a dirty little whore, I OWN you, whore, you WILL do what I say! Do you understand, bitch?” I heard him command her.Hanging her head, I heard my wife answer “Yes, I'm a dirty little whore and I will do what ever you say, with who ever you tell me to, any time you tell me to.”“Good, now here are the rules, bitch.” he told her “From now on, you will never let your husband touch you with his cock...you can stroke his cock if he calls me himself and begs. ‘You aren’t causing any trouble, don’t worry, Carol will ease up. Once you have the baby and she realizes that it is Jason’s, she’ll want to be part of your lives. You just stay here and get my boy to wake up,’ Steve told her, giving her shoulder a squeeze. :: Chapter Three :: Melanie was sleeping in the chair at Jason’s bedside, her history text book resting on her abdomen when someone touched her hand. Melanie awoke and sat up quickly. Looking around and seeing no one, Melanie looked towards.