I was terrified, tears streaming down my face, sobbing as I answered her question.“I want you to hurt me. Please. I need you to whip me until I scre...am and then fuck my dirty little cunt with your cock.”“And what about your pretty little ass, baby?”“Yes,” I whimpered, my eyes tightly closed, trembling from head to foot. “My ass belongs to you. I belong to you.”She secured my arms out in front of me, stretching me across the table, rope coiled around my wrists. I struggled, a sudden panic. I told you last week that you had two days. People can't move in unless you're out, Arnie!" Said a man Arnie recognized as the building superintendent, as he leaned by the front door of the brownstone."Why?" Screamed Arnie, grabbing his leather skirt, as well as a good two dozen other favorite pieces of clothing."You sold the place, for Christ's sake. I'm telling you, man, or whatever you are, you need to go see someone. You need to go see a shrink. You've lost it!" Said the. “What if I just say ‘no’?” he felt the need to at least show some opposition to the idea of being dragged around like a mindless doll.“And risk disappointing your brother?” the blond quirked an eyebrow. “He’ll get over it,” Jake shrugged, although he knew that wasn’t true. His brother was going to go ballistic if he dared even mentioning he had no intention to help the gang.“Stop being a k**. What do you think? That I’m going to drag you to my cave and devour you?” Klaus came closer and. I told her that I missed her company, but was happy that she had fun. I attended another week of school, and then the following Wednesday we celebrated Thanksgiving, so Mom could cover the shift at work on Thanksgiving Day. My last living grandparent had passed away a few years earlier, so we just celebrated with the immediate family unless we wanted to visit my mom's brother, and his family in Dallas.We ate on Wednesday, and on the following day, when Mom went to the hospital the guys hung.