. The sad part is that many readers will like c***dren being abused, I do not, Sex is supose to be a gratifing event but if you need to hold down some...ne and people refer to them as victims then chances are your doing something very wrong and going to hell (God willing). The sadder thing is when your own mother doesn't protect you from something you and your other siblings (boy and girls) dont want... Thankfully that basterd died but I know it has scarred her and her siblings dearly... That. .. *Wheeze* forty-five... *pant* mih... mih... *Gasp* minutessss... uuuuuuuoooooooohh..." She breathed her last breath. Another casualty at Domino's Pizza.I slammed down the phone, resigned to my fate. I checked my watch. It had been thirty minutes since I called that dominatrix to come over. Where could she be? My uncle had recently passed away and, leaving no will, he was an intestate and required a dominatrix to administer his property."Wait a minute," I thought, "Wouldn't an administratrix. ’ The three of us piled into my car and drove to the house. We pulled into the vacant driveway and stood in front of one of a thousand similar houses, assessing its worthiness. It looked OK on the outside, needed some paint and some caulking, but not too bad. We opened the door and stepped inside what once was a covered porch. At some point in the past the owner had enclosed the porch and, from the looks of it, had made it a third bedroom. OK, you enter the house through a bedroom, that can be. . Chapter 1"Mr. Phillips, as we will call you," she paused, looked at himdisconcertingly and continued, "for now." She paused again and returnedher deep green eyes back to the file before her. "Your file is mostdistressing. Most! Do you have anything to say in your defense?"John Phillips was gagged and handcuffed and roped to the small woodenchair, with two extremely well toned attractive women on either side ofhim. But he nodded fiercely, that he did indeed have something to say.He screamed a.