The staff tried to help her with the pain, but there were rules about the types and amounts of pain killers any patient could receive. The hospital di...n't want to discharge a bunch of addicts, so a little pain was good for the soul or builds character so the sayings go.I had referred her to one of our in house counselors. He helped her come to grips with her grief over the loss of her husband and baby. They couldn't help with the pain. The pain was real.I'm not exactly sure how it came about,. ” I do have a few toys, but I’ve always been very self conscious of my toys and I was rather embarrassed to show her. I could feel my face turning red as I blushed furiously.“You do have at least a fucking vibrator don’t you?” She asked, seeming aggravated that I wasn’t answering her.“Um I...” I was flustered and my shame was evident on my face.Emma stood up and walked away down the hall. I sat up in confusion, wondering if I had done something to piss her off. I watched as she swung open the. We figured anything to keep her happy would be to our benefit.The day of the wedding came and everything went smoothly. We made the rounds to each table after the ceremony, with Jessica dreading Heather’s corner, but finally, we had to go over.Heather very politely shook Jessica’s hand and congratulated her. She introduced herself as an old friend of Aaron’s as if the conversation on the phone had never taken place. She gave no sign of having spoken to her at all. She gave me a brief, friendly. Thin blue nylon rope criss-crossed her pale nakedness…her breasts cruelly bound at their base bulged like round balls on her chest , her smooth skin already purpled up and her nipples engorged with dark blood. And she was hung up on the support of one of our large swing-chairs , this seen lying discarded on the patio in the background. Hooded naked men prowled around her, their cocks quivering and jerking as they mauled her swaying body, their mouths on her tits, their hands stroking, slapping.