At the next ?hurt Anna? session, Wilbur demonstrated his scientific acumen by boiling a little water in the vial and then pressing the open end over A...na's clitoris, scalding it with steam. As the steam condensed, it formed a vacuum which drew the abused organ into the vial, half filling it, the inflamed flesh pressed tightly against the inner surface of the glass. Wilbur announced, ?If you let that fall off, Anna, we will do it again, and we both know that is painful.? The consensus. Well, I figured, might as well give it the old college try.I got up from my chair and took a seat next to Mark. Looking up at the sky, I asked him what he was looking at. He shrugged and said he wasn’t sure. “You drunk?” I asked him. “Fuck yeah,” he said, “and horny as fuck.” I suggested we call it a night and let him go inside to get some from his wife. “Renee’s asleep by now,” Mark said with a hint of disgust in his voice. “Well,” I said coyly, “might as well bust a nut.” He quickly. I don’t know what it is that makes me be like that, I just am because I am.Sometimes my brother yells at me, “Shut up. Shut the fuck up! Bitch.” I just scream longer and louder. I am not ‘Bitch’, I am Susan. It is worse if he wraps his arms around me and holds me down. That just makes me keep screaming, louder and longer. I try to scratch or hit or push him away. I kick and buck and twist. But Thomas is strong, almost as strong as Dad. But Dad doesn’t hold me like that unless I am breaking. ''''shhhhhhh shut up''my hands pull in my back and locked up to my anklesface down arms on each side bound to my legs-ding ding''oh do we have a customer already?''he look at his phoneand showed me the txt-wife asleep i need that bitch broi was kept infront of him on the floor m head used like a fleshlighthim repeating i would get rich if i am a good girl''just be a girl, you like to be fuck its going to be nice and we will make money''''its ok sissy, no one will ever know you love.