The next morning, Jane entered my room with my daily meal. ?Please stop this Jane, I?m sorry for hurting you. My dick is killing me; you have to do ...omething.? I cried out, tears running down my cheeks. Jane took the plate of food and threw it on the floor. I could see the blood rise into her face. She walked over to me and backhanded me across the face sending me to the floor. I was too weak to fight back and she knew it. She reached down and grabbed my swollen dick, making me scream. This house was my parents' place before it was bombed. They were killed in the air strike. The bomb was just a terrible mistake. The attack was aimed at the city and the bomb accidentally fell here. We were destitute and lived on whatever we could dig up in the forest. Sometimes we had to steal food to get something to eat. The man I said is my brother, is Karl, my husband. When I told you Margit was with a friend, she was with him." Nothing was said for the next few minutes. I was in shock,. More

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