She would miss her bed but the images were etched in her mind forever and she would carry it in her heart for the rest of her life.She cleaned the wag...on up for her dad and made her bed. The bed she wouldn't be sleeping in tonight.She made him a special supper so it would be ready when he came home. She took out his pipe and cleaned it for him and placed it on his little table where he sat along with his tobacco. She wanted their last night to be special between them. She even picked some wild. “Remember that day you shaved me?” she asked.“Of course.” He was close to being sure he knew where she was leading, and the idea sent shudders of both apprehension and eagerness through his cock.“I always feel a little sad doing it myself now.”“Doesn’t it make you feel good?” he asked, digging his thumb into her inner thigh.“Yeah, it does,” she replied, “but when you did it for me it made me feel special. Pampered. And then you made me cum like a little whore.” She punctuated the statement with. So pretty and small, not an ounce of fat or muscles but I dont need it. Just their arrogance can bring them falling to their knees. I pull the Taser away from his body again and wait until his breathing slows back to normal before repeating my question Do you understand rule number one? FUCK YOU BITCH he shouts Oh you will but at the moment I want to make sure you understand and will obey the rules Lifting the Taser again, this time to his left nipple I hold the button and press harder. Decades mounted to a century and still he pressed further, the images flashing over the surface of those memories showing an increasingly younger Sarinia, until she eventually appeared as a coltish girl. On the horizon a kaleidoscope of bright colours sprang to life and John realised he’d reached the pivotal event that had distorted the Maliri noblewoman’s mind.The pivotal memory stuck out like a blighted mark on her mental map. The pathway leading towards it was stained a furious scarlet, shot.