Nothing I haven’t seen before, remember?”
Violet felt dazed as her father led her out of the kitchen and up the stairs. He was being nice again. I’m going to break you down to nothing and build you back up.” Violet noticed how his voice had changed from last night. The linen was soft – expensive – and she felt as though she had forgotten how comfortable a mattress could be. Shaking with effort and emotion, Violet felt the warm stream of piss begin to pool on the floor around her and she couldn’t help but sigh at the relief of it. He had given her a bucket and some toilet roll after she had pissed herself – cleaning up a grown woman’s shit off his kitchen floor wasn’t on the many list of things that got him off, but reducing her to going in a bucket piqued his interest a little. She had shivered the entire time, the cold stone tiles made her butt and the soles of her feet sting, and the radiator dug into her side.
