“Take this thing off me!” She demanded, tugging at her collar. Patrick stood in silence for a few minutes, watching Violet working herself up into...an agitated frenzy as she pulled at her chain and almost made an attempt to pull the radiator from the wall. Eventually, he left the kitchen, offering her no indication of how long she would have to stay there for. Violet wasn't sure how much time had passed. She screamed and struggled until she had exhausted herself and bruised her hands by trying. It was now he asked about the stripes on her arse, and she answered honestly, that her lover put them there, as it turned him on, she pointed out the faint scars above each nipple and explained that her lover was a sadist and that he had nailed her breasts to a wooden plank just for his enjoyment as well. The lad was fascinated by that asking “why she had allowed that” and questioning “did she enjoy it too?” That stopped her for a moment; she thought about the whole question then slowly. They were here in the same room sometime back.He threw me on the bed and chained me on the bed. He went out of the room as my mom came inside with some food to feed me along with some vodka in a bottle. I was being fed and also being given heavy drinks of concentrated vodka. My mom couldn’t answer anything that I would ask at that very instant but when I asked if this surprise was her plan, she smiled and nodded in the positive way.Soon mom left the room as well and bolted the door close from. Well, I am now 37 years old n hale and healthy with a very active sex life and am writing 4 the 1st time in ISS, even though I have been visiting this site 4 the last 3 years and enjoy most of the stories here. This is a real incident which happened when I was in my class 12, I was the only child of my parents and I was dotted upon very much by them and I was provided my own room and other basic luxury. Very shortly, my dad’s youngest sister (unmarried aunt) came to stay with us and she had jot.