Yankinn, the sadistic half-Asian, did not even address her. XXX A short scream escaped her throat as two strong pairs of arms yanked her out of her confinement. In Heviyas case it had been only 12 months, since she was a woman. Soon, she screamed for help, begged for mercy and drummed her fatiguing fists against the trap door above her until her knuckles started to bleed. (· · − − · · ) was Morse code for “?”. She was certain that she had a bladder infection from the constant fucking and every time her tormentors let her use the toilet she felt like razor blades were sawing at each of her holes. She heard someone pottering about the trap door above her.
