My head jerked when I heard the panel move and then he reached in and grasped my chin pulling me up and forward. XXX And then…I wished that I had a marker to blindly write on the floor and walls, words, phrases going through my head, visions spilled in the dark. His favorite name of filth assaulted me at the very same time a terrible bad, flesh eating sting sank into my back. My head jerked when I heard the panel move and then he reached in and grasped my chin pulling me up and forward. I squirmed in my mess, the panties now cold and uncomfortable in their wetness as I passed the time picturing the graffiti I would splay across the confining walls of my space. And then…I wished that I had a marker to blindly write on the floor and walls, words, phrases going through my head, visions spilled in the dark.
