He grabbed my hair and forced me to lift my head and to look at his face. The he pushed his fingers into my mouth and touched my teeth. I feel the taste of his hand clearly.
Then, without warning he got a small pipe and tried to push it down through my throat. It was very frightening and very painful. The pipe was soft, but hurt me much. I was in panic. I retched. He continued pushing the pipe. I had panic attack; I could hear her voice, but I did not understand their meaning.
In the end, my Owned pulled out the pipe of my mouth and dropped on the floor. He went to the other room. I did not know what he was doing there. I was very busy with breathing. Fear still shook my body.
My Owner returned holding a box in his hand and he offered me to eat. I was still frightened. I did not want to eat. I did not know what he held in the box. He realized my horror and calmed me down showing what was in the box. It was just a bottle of honey. He took a spoon and gave me honey to eat. He gave me some water to drink. I calmed down. After eating he washed my teeth.
My Owner pushed the cross out of the house to the court. Then he left me. I followed him with my eyes. He went to the sea and swam. After it, he returned to me and started to play with my hair. I liked it and I was sure that he liked to touch my soft hair, too. Then he got scissors still playing with my hair. I was afraid that he wanted me to be bald. I did not want to be bald. I liked my hair and I liked the way as my hair changed my appearance. He lifted the scissors and he cut the clothes off from my body. I was naked, but still bound. I turned my head and checked if there was anybody around we were alone.
He was doing something with my cuffs. I felt small strikes and I knew that he was changing the text on my cuffs. I tried to listen to them, but the cuffs were too far from my eyes. I could not see the new text.
He left me on the cross for this night.

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