I pulled her over my lap after tying her hands in front of her. XXX I ruined your life.”
Emma stopped doing her nails and stared straight ahead. Emma got back into her seat and resumed painting her toe nails. I cut the ropes off Bree, and Emma began to help her stand up. Her punches and kicks lacked energy and speed, but most of all seemed to be missing conviction. The pain for her must have been too much for her as Sofia screamed and begged for me to stop. You’re my woman now as are your friends. Please just don’t hurt me anymore!” she cried out in pain. Then I sat in my recliner and took a nap. Then she was pushed her to the nearest rope and hook. When we slept, I
