Torture

The intruder By: Patrick Augello It's Wednesday. The worst day of the week. Also known as the day where I make the twenty minute drive with my step mother, Lisa, up to Dr. Levinowitz's office to discuss my problems. After the incident, my injuries, along with the medical bills and stress, wrenched my family apart. My biological mother committed suicide after seeing her precious daughter's mangled face. Well, mangled body really. She couldn't handle the emotional pain, so she took it upon herself to drink half a bottle of bleach followed by a handle of vodka. Lisa is a great woman...

In high school I was never the big star or the class clown, or really much of anything. I slid down the middle in everything and was never noticed by anybody besides a few friends. Women were included as I never had a stand out personality or body. There was one girl, Brooke, I would have been fine cuddling her as much as I wanted to fuck her. She had an electric personality and the body to match. Somehow we formed an unlikely relationship, of course me being the dumbass I was I wanted to get something more. Needless to say...

Pathetic! Kenny yelled. He yanked the whip off her neck, leaving Leah gasping for air. Leah writhed in despair as she welcomed more air into her lungs. It was difficult to soothe her aching neck. All she could do was wait for the pain to go away and sob. Kenny tossed the whip to the ground and walked over to his cart of tools. After he grabbed what he wanted, he walked back to Leah, standing in front of her. She was still sobbing, trying to get used to the discomfort that was steadily growing. Kenny thought she looked incredibly sexy...