Komal mere liye pani layi., maine pani piya to komal boli,’chai le aaun.’Maine mana kar diya ki main chai nahi peeta ,main eek glass pani aur mang... to komal kitchen mein gayi aur piche se mahesh bhi gaya ,main bhipiche se kitchen mein gaya aur komal ke kulhon par hath rakh kar , Mahesh ko aankh marte hue bola,’ yar Mahesh ,komal ki gand badi mast hai aur komal ko piche se uski garden pe kiss kiya ,to komal ne piche mud ke mujhe kiss kiya .Main bola,’ yar pani pilao pyasa hun, ‘to komal ne. Twisting my arms behind my back, she tied them up tightly and then tied my ankles together. I was hogtied…I sobbed as she started to lay down a few blows against my ass.“Now let this be a reminder whenever you want to disobey me. Got it?” She got up and stood in front of me. “Yes… I won’t disobey you ever again,” I cry. “Now… Are you going to be my good little girl from now on, Kylie?” she asks me. “Yes, I’ll be your good girl, I promise!” I couldn’t stop sobbing. Not only was this humiliating. Shoot, I am a little kid. And agirl!'"Not only do I want my power back, but I want to be a boy or rather a managain," I said as I stopped my whining because I ran out of breath.Mr Monroe said quietly, "Have you finished?" I meekly nodded yes."First, though we do have some dampeners here, they are not in use. Wealso didn't take your power away. I may have an explanation for thatthough. You look like being 11, maybe 12 years old. And the possibilityexists that you have regressed back to an age. "how can I trust you?" she screamed between the beatings she was giving out. I curled up into the fetal position as well as I could with my hands cuffed to the headboard. It was all I could do to keep the surface area she was hitting to a minimum. “Knock it off you cheating piece of shit!” She screamed. “Take it like a man you son of a bitch!” She threw the riding crop at my head and began pouring me anywhere she could with her fists. Tears were falling down her face and her punches began to.