Part Four – Jennifer
I scream again as the needle is callously thrust, this time through the very tip of my left n****e. Miss Denise speaks as she threads more fishing tackle, first through the eye of the needle then through the n****e itself as the thin sliver of steel is allowed to cool then pulled completely through.
“Billy was a little louder than you. You don’t know how much I enjoyed hearing him in pain..., the boy who robbed my daughter of her virginity. And it felt deliciously good knowing that his agony was by my hand.”
She ties the filament with the pleasant look of a busy seamstress making a delicately fashionable garment.
“I have such enjoyment working in this deep dungeon. The sounds of torment and pain go nowhere except to my ears. You noticed that the hall is lined with
