Chapter Thirty-Three
Miss Denise did not exaggerate. I do wish to tell her more. Despite the removal of the dowels, remaining suspended, hanging by arms, legs and neck collar, slowly becomes unbearable. And providing Mae Lee with such access to my testicles is frightening.
At one point during the long interval, I assume during the hours of Saturday night, Mae Lee clamped my gonads for no other reason than to listen to me scream for mercy.
So when I next hear Miss Denise’s smooth and authoritative voice, I am ready for discussion, complete disclosure despite the mental pain of reliving such long past events. I must assume it is some time on Sunday. I am hooded though gratefully, I can hear as I helplessly hang from various cables. I cannot recall how many release cycles I have endured b
