i am going to spare you guys the gory details. i wrote them out, but, i am not going to torture you all with them. The cliffnotes version is:my tongue got me in trouble so for a long while that was the focus of John's ire. Having your tongue electrocuted is not a recommended way to spend an evening. Then the plier and shocks were applied to the rest of my pink bits and before he was done i had lost control of my bladder and screamed until my voice was only a croak.Then i hung limp and exhausted while he fucked my ass which was still bleeding from Mr. Catlette's attentions. i was beyond caring. Some detached part of me did note that he was speaking. i could barely understand him through his sobs, but focusing all of my attention, i made out his words at last."There, Mama, there you fucking bitch. There!"
