I was crying so hard it was hard to keep the car on the road as I went home to tell my parents. When I told my story my dad got enraged and stormed out of the house. I found out later he went to Todd's parents and told them that if he did not marry me he would have him put in jail for statutory rape since I was so young.

Todd's lawyer insisted on a blood test. ninety-five per cent of the times I got fucked it was with Todd yet it turned out someone else was the father. Even worse someone at the parties were taking poloroid pictures that showed me fucking and sucking several different boys and even eating girl's pussies. From that time on my life was pure hell. My father would have nothing to do with me saying he did not blame Todd for not wanting to marry such a slut. When he had to talk to me he called me a tramp or whore. None of the preppie kids would recognize I was alive and my old school friends were mad because I had ignored them while I was going with Todd.

If that wasn't enough I miscarried in my fourth month. The doctor in the emergency room told me that if my doctor had made a more thorough examination he would have known it was impossible for me to carry a baby to term as there was something I did not understand wrong with me. He suggested I have my tubes tied or else have one miscarriage after another which could be dangerous. I followed his advice later on.

I just couldn't stand it around home any longer so I sold the rings Todd had given me and ran away.

I guess it has worked out alright. I ended up making a porn movie in California to keep from starving. Now I am an S&M queen. I have even been in some "R" rated movies when they wanted authenticity in their torture scenes. Audiences assume my whipping and tortures are faked but they aren't because I need the thrill of orgasms that I can't get in any other way.

Directors and producers love me because they don't have to go to the expense of special effects. I even get speaking parts in order to develop my character so the audience can feel sorry for me when I am tortured. They can't tell the difference between hitting the limit of pain and crashing orgasms.

I have tons of money from doing the things that thrill me the most. I am getting quite a few scars on my body especially from being burned by cigarettes or candles but if they get too bad I can afford plastic surgery.

Look for me in the movies. I am the one with the star brand on my left breast. It looks like a tattoo but it isn't. It was made by rubbing red pigment into the raw flesh left by a red-hot branding iron. It caused the most exquisite pain of my career.