It would be better if he let me out of the harness so Icould bounce up and down upon his throbbing member before tearing histhroat out with my teeth, ...ut communication was something."It's... because I love her. She was the only one who was kind to me whenI was kidnapped," I replied. It was true- in that house of tortures, withall those people fucking me, she was the only one that showed me love orcompassion."Oh? Well, I suppose that makes sense. Tonia was a very sweet girl. Shetold me once she. My sister broke the silence.“When I went to the clinic to collect my holiday prescription, the nurse warned me to be especially careful with the change of routine. I normally keep them in my spongebag so I take mine just before I clean my teeth in the morning, and she said that’s quite a good way to do it. It’s trickier when I’m at home because I don’t want to leave the packet out where Mum and Dad would see it – but then, I’m not at home much!”I gave Jen a squeeze of the shoulder – Mum and Dad. The bowstring released, snapping into the nipple of the right breast.The dull pain through the fading numbness confirmed what my panickingbrain had suspected. They were MY breasts! MY BREASTS!"OH MY GAAAAAAWWWWWDDDD!" I heard a female voice shriek as the returningsensation made me aware that my mouth was hanging open.The creature before me stopped its snarling, seeming confused as Igrabbed at the soft flesh on my chest, the nipple swelling up from thesnap of the bowstring. Its mouth slammed. A fire in this man, a thunder, a goddess for hire his muse is I wonder. Fallen for me he was in his alpha rigidity. Soon befallen, engulfed he grew in a sea of stupidity. Vengeful, manipulative & overdramatic. I swear this man had to be an energy addict. To Atlantic City we went. Not to gamble. Not for titty, but for a spiritual journey. I wondered at one point whether this man may eventually be in need of an attorney. His endless preaching to those around us to much I detested. His yearnings.