Cupping my fingers under my breasts, I held my treasured breasts out for Donner to see. I'm sure that it must have looked as if I were offering them to him.

Making them a gift.

But then that's all I was. A prize for him to take and use as he wished.

"Now the other side," he said. But when, in my confusion I didn't move, he shouted, "Turn around and show me your fat, ugly ass!"

I turned, careful to make sure that I spread my legs wide once more. Keeping my body the way he wanted it.

"Bend over. Stick that fat ass of yours out."

I knew it wasn't true. I have a body that I'm very proud of, yet Donner's words cut deep. His tone was so believable.

His words ringing so true I almost found myself believing them myself.

I found myself needing to prove I wasn't as bad as he said. That I was worthy of his attentions.

So I bent over. Thrusting my bottom out toward him. Bending my body so tight I found myself staring right at my naked mound.

"I want to see it all you cow! Use your hands. Spread your ass cheeks so I can see all of you!"

If I thought earlier I had heard it all, I was wrong.

I was filled with humiliation.

Never had I been treated like this.

And damn it, there was no reason in the world for me to take it. No reason other than the fact I couldn't stop listening to Donner's voice.

Couldn't force myself to resist doing a single thing he commanded me to do.

I was nearly in tears before he spoke again.

"Which do you prefer? Hand or wood?"

I had no idea what he was asking, and was so afraid of what my voice would sound like I didn't want to open my mouth.

"Hand or wood? Never mind! I've got no more time to waste on you. Come here!"

I began to move toward him, but Donner reached out and took hold of my arm, yanking me to him.