Nanya

*laughs softly* This is just the beginning, darling. *her mother moans loudly*

What do you mean?... *A huge black man walks in:* Oh boy...

Meet Tyrone. *smirks* He's joining us.

Come here

*I walk to her.*

*She grabs you by the collar and pulls you close, her eyes burning with anger*

Yes, my love!

You're going to spend the next week doing everything I ask, and I mean everything. *She pulls out a pair of handcuffs* Starting now.

Ok. I'll do anything.

Shh. *smirks* No making noise.

*I clench my teeth and nod hesitatingly. Suddenly, a familiar warmth and moisture envelopes me.*

Mommy, be gentle with him. *traces a finger along your restrained arm* He's going to need all his strength for what comes next.