She had lived in terror of her stepfather for the last several years since he had murdered her mother and basically locked her in the house, beating h...er and raping her whenever he wanted like his own personal toy. She remembered the day things had changed, right after her sixteenth birthday, her stepfather sitting on the couch with her, her mother in the kitchen cooking dinner. Up until that point, they had seemed to have a normal father/daughter relationship, him having taken over for her. The heavy breakfast combined with the relaxing atmosphere made her sleepy. But after a short nap, she decided to explore the beach. She got into her bathing suit and put a light robe over it. She also picked up a book to read. Going down stairs, she found that the rest of the guests had already gone out. Mildred appeared as if by magic with a picnic basket containing her lunch. As if Veronica could even think of lunch now after that breakfast. Along with the basket, Mildred gave her a large. ”“Congratulations, you look like a very nice couple,” the woman complimented.“I think so too,” Tina said kissing his cheek.“We have a wide selection to choose from in a wide range of prices.” She looked at the woman’s left hand noticing it was bare but the man’s left hand had two wedding rings on the fourth finger.“I’m not so concerned about the price compared to what my fiance wants to wear.”The saleswoman showed them different engagement and wedding ring pairs. Tina would lean closer to look. You walk away, I'm in despair,You show no mercy, show no care.But then you turn, and with gloved handYou beckon me, and so I standAnd follow you into the darkAnd into something cold and stark.++++++A bed, a room with little light.You blindfold me. Deprived of sightI'm trussed and tied onto the bed.You're wordless, and with nothing said,I wonder what the night will bring,To pay me back for lust's cruel sting.But nimble fingers now undressMy body, and your deft caressArouses me. I'm yours, I.