“God my mouth is bleeding and sore! She shoved a brush into my mouth!”
Then I’m left hanging there like a piece of meat. I am freezing. My body and hair are wet
and I am just hanging here to dry.

What is she doing to that other woman? She’s crawling over to Ma’am and sucking her shoes! Is that what’s waiting for me I wonder.

“No” I am not that lucky. After Ma’am finishes with the other woman she walks back to me. “So you like to wet yourself? We can’t have that.” The giant hands her a cellophane packet and then spreads my legs.
“NO!” I recognize it once away. It is a catheter. The hospital put one in me the last time I partied too hard and ended up in the emergency room.
But they gave me a morphine injection first and I was laying on my back. How much is this going to hurt and how will she do it while I am hanging here?

I soon have the answer. The giant is holding my ankles far apart while Ma’am starts to shove the tube into me. It’s hard to describe the pain. It sears from the friction of the tube and it also has the large pushing feeling as if she were shoving her first into me.
No matter how you describe the pain, IT HURTS LIKE HELL!

Finally the tube is in place and the giant releases my ankles. I am lowered from the chains and Ma’am hands me the catheter bag. “Hold onto this, if you spill one more drop of pee you will be beaten until you can no longer pee! I will not have a dirty slut at my school!”

I grab the bag and lower my head. I pray she won’t hurt me anymore. The giant leads me back to my room where he locks one of my ankles to the bed. I forget about the embarrassment I have just been through and pray someone will bring me some food soon.
I am so hungry I will lick the scraps off the floor if necessary…