Pulled downstairs…

Jamie pounced again, grabbing my nipples and pulling me downstairs. Jamie's grip was relentless as she dragged me downstairs, her fingers digging into my nipples with a cruel intensity. Each step sent a sharp sting through my body, and I couldn't help but cry out, my face burning with a mix of pain and humiliation. The sound of my own voice echoed through the hallway, and by the time we reached the bottom, the entire family was gathered, their eyes wide with a mixture of shock and morbid curiosity. My mother stepped forward, her expression a mask of stern authority, and grabbed my arm, spinning me around to face everyone.