#119513 - “Move, worm!” she yelled and I started crawl-squirming my way to her “It hurts, it's hard to do this, I can’t see you, take off this blindfold… please I beg you,,, please stop this… ” I cried out unable to bear the pain on my shaft “Move towards my voice, bitch, and good! - you’ll take the pain for me and I will enjoy watching you suffer - it gives me pure joy to see you in pain - especially caused by me, now squirm to me and lick my boots clean, panty worm!” she commanded. I recollected having got on the bus after work back to downtown where I lived in a tiny rented room, it was Friday evening, it was late, my boss has dumped some work on me at 5pm on a Friday night and I had to stay late. I tried to recollect my most recent awake memory.