self in the position you in, you got a lot of heart playing with me like you doin'. I gotta give you credit. You got a lot of heart. But I just want to check out how much."

On the end table, there was a candabra. He took out one of the candles, and pulled a pack of matches out of his pocket. He lit the candle. She was getting accustomed to seeing from her upside down position, and shuddered in terror, when she saw what he was doing. He walked toward her with the lit candle, took a chair and sat down in front of her. Then, he pulled a knife from his pocket, and flipped the switch, swinging a deadly blade into position. "Now girl, he said, "I'm gonna give you your choice. Either I burn one of your nipples off or I cut it off, which one do you want?"

Finally, she began to cry, the tears flowing heavily, as she realized what kind of a mess she had gotten herself into. "Neither one," she begged. "Here, I'll open xxx my mouth. I'll do anything you want me to do, anything. But please don't hurt me.

You

"You ain't got that choice of opening up your mouth. That choice you had a few minutes ago. You turned that one down. only got the choice of the blade or the fire. Now you pick which one."

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"Wait," she pleaded, "Please give me another chance. do anything you want. I'll be your slave for life, Please, just one more chance. That's all I ask."

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Maybe, you want that one nipple comes off with the knife and the other with the candle, he taunted her. She was ashamed and humiliated and never would have given in had he resorted to flogging as he did with Valerie Dickens. But the threat of mutiliation was more than she had bargained for. He talked with the grim determination that that was what he had made up his

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