the hospital visit
I couldn't believe I was laying here on a gurney for this. With him in the chair over there being all matter of fact and answering the questions that the doctors asked as they filed in one by one to see what had happened. The fact that he brought me to a teaching hospital was humilating enough. Every intern had to come view the damage. And as each one looked I had to look over at him and say Thank you Master. I hate him, only I don't. I love the bastard. Enough to go through this horror.
He makes demons look tame at times. The first time he tackled me in the library I thought I would die, until I experienced what life was all about. It's about secrets and collars and feeling damn good. Anya may have had the female tricks, but my Master, he has all the tricks. All the trades.
And I am his. Forever. Have the brand on my ass to prove it.
Which is being documented at this very moment.
Can I just die here and now?
There are times I wish that Caleb guy had taken both eyes, only then I wouldn't be able to see his cock as I worshipped it on my knees. In front of him. Loving how his thick rod coated my tonsils as my cheeks sucked in, tasting his saltiness.
No, I have to have at least one eye to be able to watch his face as he fucks me like a girl. Teasing me at night when the others are snug in bed with their teddy bears and stuffed pigs. And I lay there with a ball gag in my mouth to keep from screaming out his name.
Finally the interns have all had that final peek and the main doctor is back to help me out. Asking if I would like something for the pain, the bastard smiles and informs them that I need to learn my lesson. WTF! He can't be serious! I am so not going through this without drugs. But I am. Fucker.
"Thanks Master. You're really gonna get it later."
Oh shit, that glare. He just gave me that glare.
Heaven help me!
This is worst than the time I was here with a banana. And so not thinking about that.
I grit my teeth, hands clenching the side of the gurney. As I scream out in pain the doctor dislodges the gerbil and I want to die. Literally.
"You did well Slave. I may even forget your little comment."
Giles walks to me, a kiss to my ass and then a hard smack.
Why am I afraid to go home tonight?
He makes demons look tame at times. The first time he tackled me in the library I thought I would die, until I experienced what life was all about. It's about secrets and collars and feeling damn good. Anya may have had the female tricks, but my Master, he has all the tricks. All the trades.
And I am his. Forever. Have the brand on my ass to prove it.
Which is being documented at this very moment.
Can I just die here and now?
There are times I wish that Caleb guy had taken both eyes, only then I wouldn't be able to see his cock as I worshipped it on my knees. In front of him. Loving how his thick rod coated my tonsils as my cheeks sucked in, tasting his saltiness.
No, I have to have at least one eye to be able to watch his face as he fucks me like a girl. Teasing me at night when the others are snug in bed with their teddy bears and stuffed pigs. And I lay there with a ball gag in my mouth to keep from screaming out his name.
Finally the interns have all had that final peek and the main doctor is back to help me out. Asking if I would like something for the pain, the bastard smiles and informs them that I need to learn my lesson. WTF! He can't be serious! I am so not going through this without drugs. But I am. Fucker.
"Thanks Master. You're really gonna get it later."
Oh shit, that glare. He just gave me that glare.
Heaven help me!
This is worst than the time I was here with a banana. And so not thinking about that.
I grit my teeth, hands clenching the side of the gurney. As I scream out in pain the doctor dislodges the gerbil and I want to die. Literally.
"You did well Slave. I may even forget your little comment."
Giles walks to me, a kiss to my ass and then a hard smack.
Why am I afraid to go home tonight?