I’m moaning louder now as the egg vibrates on. The knife begins trailing my spine again. I wince as it grazes the spot where the cut was made. A sho...t straight line going up my back. Then before I have time to think another cut is made and I let out a loud whimper. Diagonal. I can’t see anything with my blindfold on but I can feel more kisses. Not just on the cuts but all over my back, up to my neck. All those hot spots being kissed while I feel a finger enter inside me, not just one but a 2nd. A belt will just sting but a cane gives a blunter type of pain as well. “Sixteen, thank you sir,” she had sobbed after some time. By speaking she had accepted it and was making the way for the next one. “Just eight more now Marie,” he had told her as he raised the cane again. It was another twenty minutes before she finally sobbed, “Twenty four, thank you sir.” The fucking came next. He asked her if she still wanted fucking and she sobbed ‘yes’. So they untied her and took turns with her.. “Mitch, the message light came on about two hours, ago.”He looked at it like it was an omen and perhaps it might have been much of his life. That light might have meant a new mission requirement, change of plans, or change of target. It wasn’t like a real phone that might simply be a message from his mom or family. He picked it up and brought it to the table, sat down, punched in his code, and listened. He looked up at me as I dished out the first servings and placed the remainder on the table.. "I'd better be getting back." Alright, it's been nice talking to you. If you have any hot friends, tell 'em about me."I climbed back out her window. Walking on the tree branch the second time around seemed a lot easier. It was getting late and I was getting tired.Back in my bedroom, the computer hummed in the corner. I never bothered to turn the machine off because it always took so long to load up. Since I didn't pay the electricity bills, I could afford to leave it on all the time. The moon.