It wasn’t a long hike to the cabin. The park guide had assured us that there would be no other campers that evening and that we’d have thousands of acres of woods to ourselves after sunset. It was a warm and sunny July afternoon, not too humid, and not too many bugs. It seemed like ages since we’d had time together and I’d been looking forward to this outing for months. It was good to see him in his element - outdoors, with nature and fresh air, hiking. This environment was as much a part of him as his sadism, so it was only natural to expect that I would be the recipient of his creative cruelty during our outing. It was a very real possibility that the quiet woods might be disturbed by screams that only the birds and animals would hear. There was always that part, it seemed, though I rarely actually screamed. But that never stopped him from trying. About a mile in, we diverted to a deserted swimming hole set in a small clearing. Dragonflies darted on the surface of the wat...
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