I pitifully attempted to shield myself with my hands, but soon my arms and the back of my palms were scorching as well.
My sobs and screams echoed in the bathroom.
I struggled uselessly against his grip. Tears mixed with the water running down my face, and I couldn't even tell which is which anymore.
"It’s hurting, it fúcking hurts! Turn it off! Please!" I clawed at his wrist, trying to divert the hose, but his hand tightened on my neck slamming me against the tiles again.
My head hit the wall, pain scattered through my brain, and my vision blurred.
Again, the hotness of the stream prevented my world from blackening.
"It will keep getting hotter, and hotter. In sixty seconds, the water will reach a scalding temperature, then your pússy will burn along with it!” He snarled.
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