Free?Free from this body? She's come to her senses, the crazy bitch has cometo her senses! You waste no time at all, quickly turning the mask overand ...quishing it against your face, and immediately scream in pain as theneedles burrow themselves into your skin. The edge of the mask sticks tothe toon flesh around your face, and quickly blends in, completelycovering any remaining exposed skin you have. You stumble back,completely blinded by the mask, and try pulling the burning skin fromyour face.. . thwack!“Another extra stroke for swearing. Bend over.”Thwack, thwack, two more strokes before Barbara ran her fingers along the tramlines on my bum, checking her handiwork and ‘accidentally’ stroking my cock. Thwack! a stinger flicked between my thighs, catching the head of my cock.“SHIT!” Thwack!Penny appeared with a plastic spatula and again whispered to her mother.“Very well, Mike, stand up.”If anything my penis was more rigid than ever.Barbara flicked the strap across my shaft, “I’m. I asked him if he was alone and what time other customers would be coming in. He assured me we were the only two in the store and that it was so early he wasn’t expecting anyone for a couple of hours. So, as I said before, he was tall, about 6' 2" and close to 200 lbs. Tall, thin and lanky with caramel colored skin, a trimmed beard and those amazing Arabic eyes. He always wore loose fitting cloths so I never got a hint of what he had in his pants but I guessed it must be nice sized and cut. I don’t think meds are the answer. It’s the worst at night. I go to bed, feeling very peaceful, and then something happens to trigger thoughts of death in my mind and if I’m lucky, I can get rid of them. Other nights, they stay there at the front of my mind, so that no matter what I think about or if I get out of bed to do something else, they’re still there. Even trying to write doesn’t help because I’m too tired to focus. Sleeping pills don’t help, because I need at least ten hours to burn.