She felt like crying, she was so happy and degraded. She could feel Claire, who she had once been, screaming in the back of her mind. She knew Clair... had once wanted to be married to a handsome man, and had hoped to look pure and beautiful and virginal. She knew she was raping Claire's dream by dressing like this, mostly naked and in terrible sexual pain, piss and cum and cunt juices on her face and breasts. She was glad she was doing that. Claire deserved it."It's alright to cry, honey,". .. please." I know it must hurt. I was just trying to ease the pain, before we try another one," Miss Casey said, reaching for another clip. "But, since you insist."Denise's poor nipple was in too much pain to tolerate the other clamp. "Wait-wait-it's okay," she said. "I didn't know."Miss Casey continued to sensually manipulate the small pink disc capped with an eraser-like nub, until Denise could barely stand. "Okay, let's try the other one now." This time when she applied another clamp,. The freshwater couldn'tfully wash away the lingering chlorine scent but it did help dampen it.Footsteps drew my attention away from massaging my scalp."Here we are," Steph announced coming closer. Hands on hips, she thrustout her pelvis proudly and my eyes threatened to leap out of my head."Are you insane, Steph?" I hissed, caught between my alarm and notwanting to draw attention, especially not now. "We can't do that here,this isn't a private stall, Steph someone could walk in here at. I’m just glad she didn’t drag you down with her. You know she’s in rehab now right?’ I felt a stab of guilt. I hadn’t known that. ‘Not just alcohol. Pills too. I drove her to check in to a place just a few days ago,’ Beth finished. Holy shit. God Anna, I should have been there. I should have… ‘Stop it Jack, I can see plain as day on your face you’re thinking you could have saved her. You couldn’t have. Not without losing yourself,’ Beth said firmly. I sighed and kick a piece of trash. She.