When he walked into that room I changed my mind... as always. I wanted to say something but couldn't because it would be rude. So I let it be. I knew it was going to hurt and it did. A lot. And then not so much. I am no longer scared of physical pain...although my own whimpering has disgusted me quite a bit. Maybe it'll not be so bad the next time. Maybe I'll gag myself.
don't be gagging. you'll explode :)
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