I’m going to hurt you to show you how much I hate you.”She went to a drawer and came back with two long narrow pins. They looked like they could i...flict terrible pain and I wondered what she was going to do with them. She grabbed my nipple and pulled and twisted it until she had extended it beyond what was normal. She took a pin and drove it through the base of my nipple. I screamed like never before from the pain in such a delicate spot. My screams continued as she drove the second pin through. She wasn’t. I was about to head for the hospital, when someone knocked on the door. Jessica was standing outside, smiling shyly. She was leaning on a pair of elbow crutches, and her left leg was in plaster. “Wow!” I exclaimed. “Can I come in, or crippled girls aren’t welcome here? I moved aside to make room for her. She went in, clumsily maneuvering on her crutches. “Your ankle is…” “Fucked up,” she finished my sentence. “Oh, I am so sorry!” “Shit happens,” she said matter-of-factly,. He used both hands and held my head in place. I had no idea what he was up to. Suddenly he started urinating in my mouth. I tried to swallow as much as I could but the force was so much that most of it spilled down my lips. Once he was done he let go and ordered me to lap up the rest of the floor. I got on my hands and knees like a dog. In an instant, he pushed my head hard on the piss covered floor and rubbed my face on it. I took my tongue out and started lapping up as much as I could.While I. The mode of dress for that evening as "Dogpatch" Lil' Abner style so I wore a pair of ratty jeans and a flannel shirt I used to work outside. I wondered how Anita would be dressed. When I got to the door of her house, I just about fell out when I saw how Anita was dressed. She came to the door, ready to leave for our date, and Anita had on one of those very low-cut peasant style blouses and a pair of very skimpy short shorts that I knew from looking were going to expose the roundedness of her.