”“Do you?”“Yes I do. You probably think I don’t show it. Maybe you’re thinking about it wrong.”“Wrong how?”“In the one way I can�...�t show you my appreciation. Because I guess I’m not built that way.”“You most certainly are,” she laughed. “Exactly the way you’re built has rung my bell from the beginning.”“You too. But you know that’s not what I mean.”“Assume I don’t.”“Okay. I love you because you’re a bitch.”“Eddie?’ said Trevor. The rest of Eddie’s audience laughed.“She knows, Trev,” Eddie said.. “Two!"He had never beaten me this severely. As he counted, I wondered if I was going to pass out from the pain.“Fifteen! Now roll over!”Shaking with fear and pain, I managed to turn over, completely exposing my nakedness to him.“I hope your memory gets a little better about the rules around here. When I tell you to do something, you do it. You don't question it. You don't hesitate. You don't talk outside this house. And you don't let anyone touch this” -- he smacked my left breast with. “Good girl! You enjoyed that didn’t you? You’re up next Sarah – how do you want the slut?”Sarah had released Beth’s head as she licked Steph’s cunt and was moving to zoom in on the defeated girl’s face. “On her back unheld, if she’s good she will just take the shower and clean me afterwards. If she’s not I’ll shove my asshole onto her nose and piss directly into her mouth while she breathes in my asshole. How does that sound Little Whore? Can you stay still and take you treatment like a good. And my lips were the same embarrassing shade of metallic hot pink as my nails. Everytime I moved, my pigtails bobbed cheerfully. I looked like an adorable fetish model. My heart was pounding. ‘Roadkill,’ I said, ‘Did you have to do such a damn good job?’ ‘What can I say?’ he said. ‘I’m an artist. I love my work. The pigtails are permanent, by the way. That’s part of what took so long. Your hair was being ‘programmed’ to grow like that, so to speak. You’ll save a fortune on styling, but you.