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The passenger is conscious.

We're assessing her now.

Drive her with DOA.

Before I see you next, I want you to do some homework. You and your wife will

designate parts of your body that she stimulates, and you stop the sensation

just as you're approaching orgasm.

Gianna?

Hmm? Why?

Where is this in the toilet?

Morning. Morning, Sarah. Any calls for me? No, you're at 10 o 'clock already in

your office.

Um, I'm supposed to tell you your supervisor wanted to speak with you

morning appointment.

Did he say why?

And I think I know what it was.

I can pinpoint it exactly.

I attended an all -girls school and the headmistress, she was strict, pinned up,

severe, a real witch.

She had a little husband, a pretty man, who was significantly younger than her.

He was always hanging around.

He didn't work there, but he was by her side or off on

the corners of her office or...

walking behind her as she walked the halls.

When we'd cause trouble, she'd bring us into her office and she'd flip the

skirts of our uniforms up and drop our panties down to expose our

bumps. And she'd hit us with a cane

until we bruised.

She... would make her husband count off strokes.

And I remember he would make eye contact with me.

He would watch me so intently while

she'd struck me.

She was so firm and so unwavering

about the punishment.

That she felt safe.

Like, whatever she said would happen, would happen.

And I could trust in that.

Anyway, to this day, when I feel like things are out of control, I need

to bend me over and really lay into me.

I have trouble with relationships.

My partners get tired of doing the same thing every day.

They're scared they'll hurt me or I need therapy.

But I know it's not just me.

I'm not the only broken one.

We're all broken.

Am I more broken than the rest?

Why can't I find someone who will see it and stay by

my side because of it?

Someone whose own jagged parts will line up in the places where I'm jagged too.

I'm gonna... Your 11 o 'clock's here.

Sorry, I didn't hear you come in. Don't be sorry. I'm sorry.

Start where we left off.

Were you and your wife able to work on the sensate focus exercises?

Well, yes and no.

They were beyond effective.

I honestly never lasted that long in my entire life.

Impressive progress.

Do you think it helped things with your wife at all?

Well, that's been no part of this. My wife, she wasn't there.

Masturbation is a perfectly fine place to start with these exercises.

The gains you achieve will translate into other partners. I wasn't alone.

Oh.

I, um, hired paid help.

Your wife couldn't be bothered to try this much for your relationship?

Well, to be honest, She laughed at me.

You can't keep doing this.

Yes, I can.

You can't keep doing this.

Yes, I can.

You can't keep doing this.

Yes, I can. You can't keep doing this.

Yes, I can.

Why? Tell me why you keep doing this. I'm not leaving her.

Tell me why you keep doing this. Because I fucking want this, okay? I want every

fucking part of it. The humiliation, the degradation. I want to know who she

fucked and how she fucked him and how he's better than me.

I want to know every detail so I can stroke my pathetic dick into my hand

because I can't even make it inside of her. Because she's better than me. She's

leagues ahead of me.

She is the unnamed god that sits on the throne in my dreams.

I see her in everything.

I see the shade of her lips in every red, the sound of her heels bearing down

me in every click, the hard lines she draws on her eyes in every woman's face.

You want some real professional advice?

Fucking tell her that.

Thank you.

Come with me.

You are a psychologist and you might call a

condom wrapper an accident.

But how can you explain forgetting our entire home

security system?

What unconscious system is at play here, Tiana?

What behavioral conditioning made this one?

What biopsychosocial nonsense got us here?

Or is it just a run of the mill?

Cognitive defect.

With a perfectly mundane physiological explanation.

Max. Are you fucking retarded?

Sit down.

Okay.

Your turn.

Show me yours.

Bear with me here.

We both know that I come home most nights in the middle of the night.

And it's not because I've been working late.

We know there's not this many conventions, work parties, work

work emergencies.

There's just not this much work.

You know I never asked your name the night we met?

And still, with all of these things we know, how seriously do you still fuck me

when you do?

What do you think

about when you fuck me, Mick?

It's compulsive for me.

I fuck. I have to fuck.

But you, you,

Mick, it's what you think about.

You can't help but think about it.

And it was fine, as long as you had no evidence.

Nothing to force you to reckon with it.

Tonight, we're going to reckon with it.

Oh.

I'm constantly deciding.

Let me stretch out my tiny little face.

Good, good, good.

Put a dip.

Fucking love that fat cock in my ass.

Oh my god.

Oh my god.

Oh my god.

Oh my god. Yeah.

Yeah. Yeah.

Yeah. Yeah.

Do that.

Oh, let me do that.

Pretty calm. Just right there. Just a little bit. Keep it in there. Keep it.

Look at that. Give me.

Bring it to me.

Turn around.

Turn around.

Yeah, bring it right there.

Right there.

What do you mean I'm a fucking cuck?

God,

yeah.

Fuck, yeah.

Get down, get down, get down

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Oh, fuck.

Yes, yes, yes.

Turn around.

Turn around.

See that fucking pussy. Give me that pussy again. Turn around.

Turn around.

Yeah, right there.

You take that pussy.

Yeah.

No, no, no, no.

Yeah. Fuck this shit out of me.

Yeah. Yeah.

Concerning fucking whore.

Yeah. Hate me like a whore.

Oh, fuck.

Fucking pussy.

Fucking whore like this.

I reckon with it.

Yeah.

She's gone.

Yeah, I know. That's what she wants.

I know what she wants.

Watch me get sucked by a dude's cock.

Put your face right there.

Put your face right there.

Come on, come on, come on.

Do

it.

Oh my god, yeah, it's right there.

Please, what?

Please, what? Please, let me... Fuck, yeah.

me like a fucking whore.

Yeah, that's how I like it.

Yeah.

Yeah, I use that dirty fucking pussy. Oh, shit.

Get down.

Yeah, like that.

Come on.

Yeah.

Yeah.

That's just a little bit of it. Just a little bit of it. Just a little bit of

it. No, give me the fucking pussy again. Give me the pussy again.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

I keep choking me.

You know what I like.

Oh, fuck.

How bad did you want to come?

Just from watching me get fucked.

And did you like when you put it in my eye?

And loosened up all my holes?

Is that what you like?

I guess you want all the time, don't you?

You said you're living with me.

I'm calm.

Tell me how bad you enjoyed that.

Did you like watching me get fucked with a huge cock?

Dirty hands all over your cock.

Huh.

Morning.

And then we do it all again.

Take my hand tonight. We are cast away.

Cast away.

So your dad who knows.

We'll see you next time.