 "Get rid of those deauxma candles." she pleaded. "They deauxma remind mrs dithers me of..." She couldn't continue. Tears squeezed from her access eyes.
 Time had no deauxma meaning for Clarissa. She didn't know deauxma whether she slept mrs for minutes, hours, days or weeks. All she knew was what was deauxma happening when she opened her eyes. Her rescuer never demanded anything. He gave her deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs the food she needed whether diaryofamilf she was awake or not. Hers was a mrs dithers life of luxury she had never deauxma experienced before, until one day her benefactor decided it mrs dithers was time she started on the path toward recovery.
 "I've mrs been keeping track of the guys they arrested for your rape deauxma. Their lawyers are trying deauxma to deauxma get them paroled."
 "Freeze." Phil called from the deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs entrance. Clarissa found deauxma herself suddenly immobile. Phil put his grocery bags into deauxma the chair, then removed deauxma the notebook deftly from Clarissa's frozen deauxma fingers deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs. "You do realize deauxma I deauxma can't let you deauxma continue like this, don't deauxma you?" he asked. Clarissa's mind deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs never registered the sensation of deauxma the touch, or where she had been touched deauxma, but she knew that he had touched her, and dithers she had gone limp. She was set onto the table, strapped mrs down, and hooked up to a deauxma machine. Clarissa lay helpless as all memories deauxma pertaining to this place or its contents were systematically deleted.
 Clarissa and Phil went back to the latter's home. Clarissa's apartment would already dithers be occupied by someone else, she realized deauxma. She had been away for deauxma far too long to get that back. Phil carried her up to her room as she thought of how different her life was now deauxma. How would deauxmadiaryofamilfmrs she get back into law school? How would deauxma she deauxma get back her mrs dithers stuff? As usual, she found that her fate rested in deauxma Phil's hands. He set her deauxma back on her feet, then closed the door behind them.
 "Shhh deauxma." Phil deauxma said, putting one finger over her mouth. He leaned over and whispered something in her ear that she couldn't consciously register. She had deauxma to get her clothes off deauxma. She had to empty her deauxma mind of all the stressful thoughts. Her body became broiled in sexual heat, and mrs dithers she had deauxma to get off. But above all, she had to obey Master deauxma.
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