“I want you to tell me about how much of a whore you are and what your place is.” He growls at me and when I look at him with tears rolling down m... cheeks but with a questioning look on my face he explains, “your place is to please me anyway I want you to without question.” He tells me, “all you are is a vessel for my release, now I want to hear you tell me.”“I’m a whore.” I say between sobs, “all I’m good for is your pleasure daddy.” “Ah looks like we have some daddy issues.” He laughs. . how dare it mock me! Once I had dealt with these things I'll find the first piece of consecrated ground and bury it there! I decided.As if it realised what I was going to do the sword started to twist and fight in my grip. I looked at it as it began to alter, growing arms and legs, becoming the true demon that was in the blade. I couldn't think what to do ... so I jammed it into the scabbard, leaving me unarmed to face the monstersThe area wavered and then I was in a bright sunlit place,. He said to leave my bike at the door and come in. We went in and he said he'd be right back and went down the hall. When he came back he had jeans and t-shirt on. He opened the package and pulled out a set of uniforms. He said I should take off my shirt and pants so he could see how they fit. I took everything off and told him I didn't have new underwear on, he said to try them on anyways. I put the pants on then shirt. After buttoning them up he came over to check the fit. He rubbed my. And then she went all quiet and I could see her thinking. After that we just talked about other things.’ I’d rubbed the last drops of cream gently into her skin and then straightened up. ‘You’re a special person, Ulrike Fischer, and if you want that in writing I’ll be happy to oblige.’ She rolled over and pulled me into a hug. ‘You’re special too. Now let me get dressed.’ Predictably, she hadn’t been ready when Magda arrived and had shooed me out, claiming the delay was my fault. I told them.