Now she’s starting to wake up.
“Oh… oh God! No!” she gasps, her voice panicked and shaky as the drug still clouds her head.
“Stop! Please… I can’t take it! Get out of me!” she wails, her screams turning into broken sobs.
I lean down close to her ear and whisper:
“This was just the first time, Mom. Next time the ropes will be tighter.”