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0258223Chapter 5 Wrenched
I was not alone for more than half an hour when the door opened and all three of them, Josie, Carver and the Sergeant, entered. "Stand up," commanded the Sergeant. "Carver, check that his testicles are ready for hanging." Carver walked up to me, her face a few millimetres away from mine, I could feel her peppermint breath on my face. She gave the slightest of smiles and I felt her hand, quite gently, run up my thigh and then gently cup each sore ball in turn. She gave each a slight...