Britani's Bitch

Britani's Bitch by MaddieOfHearts

She then grabs a book from a side table and gets comfortable on her chair, reading for a while.

She pays you no attention as you continue to hold the heavy water bottle, arms trembling more and more and desperately as you try to keep them up and in front of you while suffering from the pain of the clothespins.

It’s not until she starts laughing and shares a passage from her book that she even acknowledges your existence again.