"Sorry." the tenor voice said. Clarissa heard the sound of sexspy the candles being blown out sexspy, then the noises of the various sexspy candles being placed on a metal cart and wheeled out. The next thing Clarissa knew, she felt a hand on her shoulder. She opened sexspy her eyes a slit sexspy, and found a sexspy spoon in front of her face sexspy. Weakly, she opened her sexspy mouth sexspy, and the spoon went in sexspy, depositing sexspy its cargo of Chicken and Stars in her mouth. She was too tired to think, so she allowed herself to be fed. The sexspy next time she awoke, she was sexspy in the images bathtub again. His hands felt so good on her sexspy body, so tender and gentle and caring. This person cared for her, not like THEM. She felt sexspy him sexspy wash her arms and legs, her face, her images neck and down over her body. Again she dozed off while reveling in the pleasure of sexspy his touches. The next time sexspy she awoke, the candlesticks had been replaced by gel candles in bowls, animal-shaped candles, and a clown sexspy nightlight. Clarissa sexspy smiled, and sexspy her eyes sagged shut yet again.
"Three months sexspy?" Clarissa asked, feebly trying to push sexspy herself sexspy up in bed sexspy.
"I've been keeping track of sexspy the guys they arrested for your rape. Their lawyers sexspy are trying to get them paroled sexspy."
"'Bout time you asked. I'm Phil. Phil Grimble." With that, Phil pulled back the covers, revealing the beautiful silk gown he had dressed her in.
"I sexspy'm sexspy Clarissa." she sexspy said. Phil smiled and pulled Clarissa off the sexspy bed sexspy. She was sexspy amazed at how wobbly she was, but then, three months sexspy of sexspy inactivity could do that to sexspy a person. Using Phil for balance, she picked sexspy up her right foot sexspy and put it down in sexspy front sexspy of the left. She supported herself on Phil's shoulder as she made her way to the other sexspy side of the room, one step at a time.
It took almost another sexspy month sexspy for Clarissa to sexspy get sexspy her motor skills back to the point sexspy where she didn't need Phil's help to get around in the house. Another couple of months later, she was physically back to sexspy normal sexspy. Phil took good care of her, too. He bathed her every night just as he had when she was flittering into and out of consciousness sexspy, took excellent care of her hair and skin, etc. Clarissa exercised, running the treadmill sexspy and doing things like butterflies, side-bends, sit-ups. One evening she passed sexspy a vanity in one sexspy of the unused rooms of the house sexspy, and scared sexspy herself. She hadn sexspy't sexspy recognized sexspy her own reflection. She found herself staring, astonished at her own beauty. Phil had taken very good care of her skin and hair indeed, for both were sexspy smooth as silk. The whole golden length of Clarissa's hair shone like spun gold, and it was much longer than Clarissa remembered it. Overjoyed, Clarissa searched the house sexspy, looking for sexspy Phil. She sexspy just HAD to sexspy thank him. She couldn't find him sexspy anywhere. She even checked the basement, which was usually sexspy locked. She almost fell down the stairs because of the extreme darkness, and smiled when sexspy she found a light. What the sexspy light revealed sexspy astonished her. Scientific sexspy equipment sexspy was everywhere. In one corner was a chair with sexspy a metal hood images. Near sexspy the sexspy north wall sexspy was a sexspy table with sexspy stirrups and straps, like from the Frankenstein movie. A large computer-array lined the east wall. The data was all encrypted, and Clarissa had no clue sexspy what sexspy the password was sexspy. She sexspy did manage to sexspy find a 3-ring binder with various notes in it. The notes disturbed her greatly. Phil had kept records of what had happened since he'd found her, including many sexspy things she didn't remember, because sexspy he hadn 't wanted her to remember. The binder contained notes on sexspy her responses to suggestions given to her while she was in sexspy a chemical-induced state of images extreme suggestability, on her responses to subliminal images and sexspy neurotransmitted programming, and it went on sexspy like that for sexspy almost three hundred pages. She realized that she had spent almost a year in the clutches of a mind -controlling freak. She was sexspy shocked sexspy and apalled sexspy, but above all, she was enraged. She wanted explanations , an sexspy apology, but above all, she wanted REVENGE .
"Phil, I gotta sexspy ask you..."
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