"Enjoy your drink with Rebecca, my Edward, and I'll be here waiting. Be careful to drink the right wine - yours is the pink one."She turned me towards...the living room and I moved out in a daze. It just couldn't be real. I needed to go back and see; surely the kitchen would be empty if I returned - besides, if she was there for real, how could I not simply stand or kneel before her, gazing into those eyes?There had been firmness in her eyes, even as her tone teased me. I had been given a. He proceeded to order Martha to get naked and climb in to the dumpster behind their house. Once she was in the dumpster, John told he found her ugly and thought of her as only trash. He said he was divorcing her and throwing her out like the trash. He said he deserved better then a pig, then closed the lid. It's was a few hours before John and victoria came to fetch her. They first had her fill her holes with garbage. Banana peels in her ass, spaghetti in her twat and chocolate wrappers in her. And now she wouldn’t even get the chance to make amends.As she sat there feeling sorry for herself, she heard the door lock click. It swung open and in stepped the Master. “It’s time for your examination, slut,” he said as he fastened her leash on. “I won’t be putting your handcuffs on today, but I warn you, don’t even THINK of trying anything or you will be very, very sorry! Understand?” he said, pulling her face right up to his own.“Yes, Master,” she said, trembling at his warning.They got. .”“You have done some stupid things in my time, but this? This is a whole new level of stupidity.”The voices crashed into silence.Fifteen year old Scott looked over at his one year younger sister, Mary. She looked terrified. They had never heard their parents argue like this. Ever. The occasional raised word every now and then, but never on this scale. Never with such ferocity. Scott saw the tears at the corners of her eyes. Something had to be done. It was just that he didn’t know what.“It’ll.