" You have already earned it, Trina. You've both earned your rings. Like any other diamond ring on your left ring finger, they will signify that you'r... taken. It's official. You all belong to me." Jim softly told them.Cindy asked. "Sir, may I ask a question?"Yes."She continued, "Sir, will you stay with me tonight. I haven't done much with you lately, and I want to thank you for my ring the only way I know how.Jim tried to let her down gently. "Cindy, my pet, I'll stay with you tomorrow. Tonight. "I don't like that it hurts," I cried.Todd started to giggle, "Now that's to damm bad, I like squeezing them," and he clamped his fingers tighter over them.I didn't like it but my place was to please them tonight so I submitted myself to his coarse actions. He viciously twisted them causing me to cry out in pain. He started to giggle again; and still wanted to show off as a tough guy and obviously, he liked to hurt his girls.He squeezed harder and again brutally twisted them; I let out a. Gwen picked at her fingers and looked around the room. It seemed foreign to her, unreal. She had expected the warm comfort of home when she walked in the door. She expected things to be as they had in the past, a soothing love-rife warmth to wrap her mind in its lulling arms and wash away the fear and anticipation she had felt the last week with Allen. But it was different. It was cold and frightening."You look gloomy." Bob handed the drink to Allen and sat next to Gwen. "What's the matter,. I've more planned for you." Though he wasn't going to do it again, he wanted to see this cocktease beg. He liked her begging. "No, no more. Please..." she pleaded, in between her sobs. "No..." He bent down to pick her up and her pleading got louder. "No, Uncle, please, no more. Don't do it." She tried to wrestle and wriggle away, but his grip was firm. "It hurts. Stop." And then as if she remembered, "Sir, master. Please. I can't take it, Sir." He acted as if he was considering it, pleased that.