"O- oh my g-god... T-this feeling... M-maybe I shouldn't..." she whispered, asthe heat in her snatch began to build.Her other hand soon started to wor... and snake it way towards her moistslit, gently rubbing across her skin. Her fingers soon found theirdestination as they gingerly touched the wet opening. She quickly broughtback her hand and watched in amazement as slightly thick fluids stuck toher fingers. The smell of honey and dandelions quickly engulfed her mind,her vision becoming hazy as. There was always something odd about this place, she remembered it freaking her out when she was younger and it still had a bit of a hold over her now.Ancient burial sites, unexplained deaths, missing people; this place had it all. But that was mostly just kids’ stories, trying to scare each other and coming up with any old crap. She was old enough now to know better. Not that it made it any easier as she slowly climbed the small stone steps into the building."Hi!" she began with a friendly. He untied her legs and shifted her over to the edge of the table so that her head hung down off it. He took out another coil of thick white rope, and started looping it around her neck. It was kind of tight and she felt a pang of fear and opened her mouth to protest. But he, catching her look, put a finger on her lips.“Sh, don’t worry. Relax.”When he was finished tying it off, it formed almost a neck brace, a collar, it went from her shoulders up under her jaws, very tight, like the corset,. I went home. The black walls of my apartment were suddenly oppressive. I stumbled back against the curtained doorway, grabbing the fabric as I fell to my knees. The rod pulled away from the wall and fell next to me. That was all it took. I screamed at the top of what voice I had left and began stripping the paper from the walls and the drapes from the windows.When the room was bare, I fell into the bed with my bandaged hands bleeding and clutched to my chest. I could still smell Andi’s and my.