I willed the time to pass, my pain now becoming unbearable, I tried thinking of other things, home, hubby, that bastard of a master who had sold me to...these shitty madmen, but each time my eyes returned to that clock face, the clock and its relentless ticking that slowly took over my mind, with its second-hand clunking away the moments in a slow agonising pattern, TICK…TICK… TICK, Once again I read the name, of the manufacturer, smiths of London, watched the hand clunking away time oh so slowly. Justin had drawn two circular targets as you would see on dartboards around Betty’s massive nipples. He drew dicks all over her ass, shooting cum. Lastly, he wrote, “Toilet Whore” on her face around her mouth.That morning Justin pissed in Betty and Hayden’s oatmeal at the kitchen table, and they lapped up any splash on the tile.My husband groaned in disgust, but he continued to eat his breakfast at the table. It was apparent he wasn’t ignoring anyone. Stefan was trying to pretend like he was. More

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