Lillian was tormented by an intense tingling sensation in her sensitive areas; there was howl after howl in her throat, and she tried to escape it, but failed several times; the rope cut into her skin, leaving streaks of blood on her wrists and ankles
The nun was still laughing at her,"You've got a mouse lover and a wooden lover, you can be happy! You must be very happy now. How about that? Do you think it's better to have a mouse lover or a wooden lover, tell me about it?”
"Go to hell bitch,!You go to hell!"
She was panting and her red eyes were wide open,She spat out a full sentence with great difficulty.