Listen to me..." 28," she went on, insistently. "It's one of the trainers. He's short and thin with long dark hair. He wears a mask, a white face; exp...ressionless, no feeling. He's holding the cane they use to beat me. He spreads my thighs with the tip of the cane, looks at the cuts and the bruises. He seems pleased but I can't tell from the featureless mask that covers his face. My cunt is naked, exposed, but he's not looking at that; he's enjoying the bruising that they've done to my thighs.. 'Give me more detail as to the crime in question.''Goddess, Your Royal Majesty,' began the Priest, 'the insolent dog on his kneesat the back of the court.''Go on,' replied The Queen stroking her upper lip with her tongue.'He was overheard to say when caught stealing food, " we are starving because ofaishia, she snatches all fruits of our hardwork from us as unreasonable taxesleaving us & our childrens starving to death to makes her life full of luxuries& comforts"'.There were gasps from many in. I heard them come into the bathroom and use the toilet and the sink. My brother poked his head through my bedroom door and saw me sitting on the far side of the room doing my homework. He’d been dating this girl in his senior class for a while but she didn’t show her face that time.About three days a week he brought her home to “study”. I knew the subject matter wasn’t in any of their textbooks and I listened and beat my meat along with the noises.One day he brought her into my room before they. Please don't let it be just a fucking lie or sarcastic insult.His tone dropped to a whisper. "I saw you this morning." I know you did. I rode the bus with you, remember?" That's not what I mean." he said, panic striking his gorgeous eyes. "I meant I saw you, earlier on. At six o'clock about." I turned beet red. "You- did?" A huge lump formed in my throat. I envisioned it as me deep-throating him. Sweat was running down my forehead again. I took off my hat and rubbed my head. "You're saying....