Devil's Paramour

[trinkdufreak]

My throat wasn't entirely sore when I left Kris's study for once. I enjoyed that I could walk down the grand staircase and swallow with out flinching in pain.

For the first time in 98 days I was able to calmly go to my room and take an afternoon nap peacefully. And when I woke up I went downstairs in to the kitchen. I didn't have pink cheeks from being slapped and my eyes weren't irritated from crying. I ignored Lay's look as I tied on my cooking apron and got to work. I gave Lay my list of ingredients and he quickly sent the other servants off to get them. I started preparing the pans and pots that I would need.

“Thank you.” I quipped while it was just me and him in the kitchen. He looked up from his clipboard with a fake curious look. He knew exactly what I was talking about. Lay gave me a curt nod, and I understood that he was saying 'your welcome'.

I was proud of my sweet and sour pork dinner, and I thought that I'd done a pretty good job. I was so proud that I forced some of the other servants working with me to try it several times. I'd literally shoved a spoonful of the sauce in to one of the maids mouths two times in a row. I learned that her name was Sulli. She was rather cute and very shy. When she quickly nodded her head at me about the taste, I realized she was the same maid who Lay usually picked on to run on the littlest errands like getting a book for me or cleaning the dirt from Lay's shoes.

“It's very delicious Mr. Kim really.” Sulli half smiled at me half watched for Lay's reaction. I couldn't help that I was in a chipper mood after my non-violent interaction with Kris.

“Ah don't call me Mr. Kim Sulli-ah! Call me Xiumin.” I grinned as she blushed and panicked. I could tell Lay was giving her a disapproving glare because she sweetly denied my request while shaking in her little black shoes.

Sulli and the other servants set out the dinner I'd made, they usually did this every night. I would cook the food and plan it out, they would assist me with any other cooking and set it out on the dining table. Lay or Tao would over look the whole operation. Mostly to make sure that I wasn't planning on poisoning Kris and of course one of the them had to always keep an eye on me. Tao tended to take his job very seriously when watching me cook; he would taste every little thing I put in down to the garlic powder. I had a small satisfaction in watching the uptight bodyguard cringe every time he tasted raw garlic all by itself because how in the hell was I supposed to poison garlic powder when I wasn't even in the kitchen all day?

Lay was more cooperative. He sat quietly at the marbled bar and did small paper work while I went about my business. If I needed something I had to ask him first of course, not that anything got past Lay anyways.

My pork dinner was presented nicely and fresh roses were put on the table. I took my seat and waited for Kris to arrive. Before he came though I was escorted to my room to quickly change. When I came back down Kris was already seated and waiting for me. He'd changed his suit once again, this time a silver and gray one.

He didn't look at me as I took my seat. And he didn't look at me while he ate. He called out for a bottle of wine, which was unexpected because he usually had a glass of brandy at all times.

It was also unexpected that he told the servants not to give us dessert. I was a tad irritated because I'd baked a pretty nice chocolate cake with fresh strawberries and it was going to waste. Kris had the table cleared completely including the vase of roses. He ordered everyone including Lay to leave us and I started to get nervous.

The first words out of his mouth mad my body jolt in fear, “What are you up to?” he demanded.

I stared at him in horror. If I told him the truth, that I was really giving up, would he lash out at me? But it was what'd he asked of me right? He couldn't get mad at me for following his directions right?

Should I take a chance?

“What do you mean?” my voice felt tiny. His long arm reached out and grabbed the leg of my chair to pull my forward. It felt like deja vu from that morning. I gulped and I felt my eyes go wide.

His long fingers held my chin up. It was hard to breath. He leaned forward and I felt his eyes searching me carefully. I tried not to blink in fear that it would show weakness.

“This morning you were screaming your head off for me to stop and for me to go away. By lunch time you're sucking my dick like old days. And the dinner was excellent and you weren't glaring at me the whole time.” his breath was warm against my face, I felt his knees against my own. He was so close. I wanted him so far away.

“Is this you trying to make a point? Are you trying to prove something to me?” he questioned. His fingers began to pinch my chin painfully. I told myself not to complain, to take it. I had to take it. I would suffer less if I just took it.

“I'm going to fuck you so hard tonight,” he kissed me slowly and bit my bottom lip hard, “I might knock your brain loose. Understand?”

I nodded. The fear began to spin in my chest. Was what I had guessed earlier coming true? Was he upset that I hadn't fought him, so now he was taking it out on me? Maybe I could never win with him. If I fought he beat me, if I didn't he beat me. Was that the way it would always be?

“Lay!” Kris roared and the butler was already halfway inside the dining room. I felt my body beginning to quiver with fright. I was starting to panic because I felt his fingers undoing the buttons on my top. I didn't want him to hit me again, I didn't know if I'd be able to lay there and take it again. I remembered this morning so clearly. I remembered every single time he'd forced himself in to me and I just wasn't sure if I could just take this.

“Sir.” Lay awaited his orders.

I watched Kris slip off his suit jacket, his vest, his shirt and tie. He took off his pants and belt off as well as his socks and shoes. Kris stood naked in front of me and Lay had his arms full of clothes.

“You may go.” Kris shooed him with a wave of his hand. I could feel my heart banging in my chest because I didn't want him touching me again but I had to try. I was so afraid that he had figured my mind out and he was going to beat me.

Lay gave me one last look before leaving. My eyes were so frozen in fear that I almost didn't look to watch the butler leave. But thank the heavens I did.

The butler mouthed to me, “Trust me.” and then he left.

I almost didn't want to trust him. It seemed that things were about to take a turn for the worst.

But I had no one else to trust did I? I didn't have any better options. Things couldn't get any worse.

Before Kris could reach out and continue undressing me, I gently stopped his hands. I didn't push them away or shove him back. Very gently I placed my hands over his to halt them. Unintentionally I flinched when his hands moved away. But when no pain came to me I realized he was staring at me and waiting for my next move. He was waiting and seeing. He was giving me a chance here.

Standing from my seat I moved to the edge of the table and unbuttoned my shirt. His eyes followed my fingers and openly ogled my skin when I took my shirt off. I was stripping for him willingly.

I hadn't done a thing like this since high school.

--Six Years Earlier--

The way Kris kissed me made me body shudder with anticipation. I couldn't help but wrap my arms around his neck and try to bring him closer.

I let out a breathy moan when he intentionally started to grind against me. I could feel how hard he was and surely he felt my boner as well. My needy hands pushed up his school shirt to feel the lean body underneath. My mouth fell open in awe when he leaned away from me and ripped his shirt open.

We'd fooled around like this before, we'd used our hands several times to get each other off. This was nothing new. Even when Kris reached under his bed and pulled out a used bottle of lube I wasn't fazed. We'd experimented with my ass before.

I briefly pushed him off and started stripping for him, enjoying the ways his hungry eyes followed every move my hands made. He was trying to so hard to drink in the entire sight of my body.
I slowly slid my belt out and threw it away and his eyes didn't leave me. When I slowly unzipped my pants he bit his lip with anticipation. With only my briefs left I came close to him and placed his hands on my waist.
“Help me a little?” I teased. He smirked and tucked his fingers in to the cotton and tugged them down quickly. I swore his mouth started to actually water.
I playfully smacked his face and laughed as he composed himself from drooling. He pounced me on to the bed. Like young lovers we wrestled around in the sheets, laughing and smiling as we kissed. Finally I laid beneath him and he stared at me with such intensity I thought my heart would burst.

I was used to all of this already, we'd done all of this before.

What was different this time was when he paused over me, both our bodies bare and hot against one another. His eyes searched mine and his hands pushed my hair back affectionately.

“Do you wanna go...further?” he asked cautiously. I could see him panicking inside, his cheeks were blushing the tiniest bit. I smiled at him and reached up to kiss him while giggling.

“I love you,” I panted while still grinning. He smiled back and kissed me again. He wrapped his arms around me and I felt surrounded and loved.

When he stretched me more than usual his kisses became insistent to distract me, his large and warm hand rubbed my stomach to sooth me. I saw stars when he pushed in to me slowly and cautiously, and he didn't complain that my nails were cutting in to his arms. He tried to kiss away my tears and stroked my erection to bring me some kind of pleasure.

After I'd given him permission to move, he'd done so carefully. And when his thrusts finally started to feel good my eyes closed tight and my legs hiked around his hips. His grunts in my ears flooded my mind and the feeling of him inside me consumed my body. I held his face so we could make eye contact while we made love. I panted his name out desperately when I came on to my stomach.

I'll never forget the words he whispered to me after we laid in his bed out of breath,
“I love you Minseok, I always will.”

--Present--

I swallowed hard as I took my shirt off, letting it fall to the floor. His eyes stayed on me. They were dark and they scared me. But he wasn't advancing on me just yet. He was waiting and watching, and there was no pain so that was a plus.

I unbuckled my belt and took it off, next went my pants. I saw Kris bite his bottom lip and the string of hope I had strengthened. He wasn't going to hit me was he? Would he even be gentle?

I was finally down to my briefs. The familiarity of this situation crept over me and I found myself walking toward him willingly. I stood before him, I mentally readied myself.

He looked up at me with an evil smirk that made me feel uncomfortable. But I stood still. His long fingers hooked on to my briefs and slowly pulled them down. I felt like crying when he touched me, I wanted to push him away and run. But I dared not, I was going to get through this.

Kris suddenly grabbed my hand and yanked me close. I let out a small gasp of surprise as I fell in to his chest. His large hands grabbed my face and forced me to look him in the eye. Our members were pressed together, but he wasn't focused on that. He was focused on me.

“What are you up to dear lover?” he growled. His hot breath blew in my face. I could get through this. I need only to stay calm and not fight. A wave a panic shot over my skin. Because I could just see the realization hitting him right between the eyes.

“Are you giving up?” he asked with a surprised tone.

Should I be honest? Should I tell him I was? What if he hit me?

When I didn't answer his fingers squeezed my face tighter and I whimpered.

“Answer me.” he demanded.

I pictured Lay's face in my head, of the butler telling me to trust him.

Moment of truth.

“I'm giving up. I won't fight you anymore.” I whispered with tears falling down my cheeks. I begged whatever higher being there was to help me.

And the sweetest answer was given in Kris's pleased smile. Suddenly his hand let go of my face and his arms wrapped around my torso tenderly.

“Finally.” he smirked and swiftly picked me up. I squeaked in surprise.

I wasn't thrown on to the dining table. I was laid down. He didn't bite me or choke me to keep me down. He pressed lustful kisses all over my body. I didn't want to think they felt good, that in a small way I enjoyed them. I did my best to stop any moans from escaping. I tried to stay as quiet as possible.

He stretched me well and even pushed in to me slowly. I made sure to stay as still as I could. A few whimpers left me when he scissored me, but I didn't scream at him or beg him to stop. A gentle gasps that were caused by his deep pushing seemed to please him. He licked my neck and sucked on it lightly.

I still hated the feeling of him fucking me, I felt disgusting. I still felt used and violated. This wasn't something I wanted exactly, this wasn't the man I wanted either. But I bit my lip and closed my eyes. I tried my hardest to imagine that this was the teenage Kris, the one who loved me.

My hands balled in to fists like they always did when he came. His broken moan was loud in my ear. It was followed by a lazy kiss to my lips. I complied and kissed back, hoping it would be over soon enough. And it was I realized. He got off of me and pulled out.

It was over. I'd done it. Victory was mine.

I was so proud of myself and celebrating in my head that I almost missed the soft kiss he pressed to my temple. But I didn't. I opened my eyes in shock just in time to see him walking away, butt-naked, out of the dining hall.

Pondering on it too long was worthless so I let it go and sat up. I actually sat up after having sex with Kris and didn't heel over in dire pain. This was amazing. I was able to collect my clothes easily and put them back on by myself. One maid came in to see if I was okay and seemed honestly shocked that I was already dressed and ready to move on. I gladly took the glass of water she was carrying, ignoring her fish face and going up to my room.

I washed quickly because I thought Kris would be in my room for another round. I kicked my legs up vertically, head on my pillows as I stared up at the ceiling. My body was getting relaxed when a soft knock came to the door.

A young butler stuck his head in, “Mr. Kim?” he called. I glanced down at him and waited.

“Kris will not be visiting you tonight. He says he'll see you at breakfast. Goodnight.” the young man did a head bow and shut the door with a soft click.

I frowned slightly because that wasn't usual of Kris at all. He was almost insatiable.

But I wasn't going t question my luck. So I quickly changed in to some sweats to go to bed peacefully. I hadn't slept so soundly in months.

I came down fresh and dressed for a new day. I was a little put back that it was Tao who greeted me at my door in the morning. The tall brute glared at me all the way down the stairs. I wasn't going to let his rude attitude take away my positivity though. I went in to the dining room and took my regular seat.

Spotting Sulli I gave her a quick wink. She was about to smile at me, I could tell by her cheek's rising, but her features turned to stone as Tao looked over her shoulder.
Although when he wasn't looking I gave her a fake pout. She bit her lip, but I got smile out of her.

“Lover.” Kris greeted as he sat next to me at the head of the table. He was wearing all black with pinstripe. Plates of food were set in front of us and we quietly began to eat. I thought the rice that morning was particularly good as I chewed.

“Your morning folder sir.” Tao offered a black portfolio to the young billionaire. I was surprised as Kris gave Tao the most offended look and slapped the folder out of his servant's hands. I stopped chewing with my cheeks puffed up with seaweed and rice.

Kris leaned close to Tao, his eyes lethal as he whispered, “Can you not see me eating a fucking meal with my lover?” I swallowed my food painfully and sipped my water.

Tao didn't reply, he nodded his head curtly and took a step back. He picked up the portfolio and stood still next to the other servants.

And that ass had the nerve to give me look like I'd caused Kris' outburst. I smirked at him before sipping my water again. I knew he couldn't touch me or attack me there. Not in front of Kris or he'd be dead meat. I wiggled my eyebrows at the bodyguard and enjoyed how he bared his teeth at me.
Oh scary.

I was almost done with my food when Kris set his chopsticks down. He motioned towards the servants and his place setting and plate was removed. And apparently that meant I was done as well because I saw Sulli reaching over me to take my plate. I whined out loud and tried to get one more mouth full of rice before it was taken away. She threw me a quick apologetic look before walking away with it.

I pouted at my keeper. When another maid tried to take away my glass of water I held it purposefully out of her reach and turned away to try and chug down the rest.

“Leave it.” Kris demanded of the young girl. She looked like she was going to peel her skin off from the look her boss gave her. She stepped away from me and I sipped my glass with pride.

“You.” Kris directed at me and I almost chocked on the liquid. I turned to him with a hum of question. He stared at me silently for a beat. And then he pointed to his crotch.

And what the hell was that suppose to mean? My brow creased in confusion. He rolled his eyes and scooted his chair out. His long finger pointed to me and then back to his crotch again.

Oh.

Was he testing me again? I wasn't sure, but either way it didn't matter. He wasn't grabbing me by my hair and pulling me down. He was simply informing me of what he wanted. And I knew that if I just did it, there would be no violence. I took one more swig of water before walking over and falling to my knees. There was still a handful of servants watching us. Some were trying to look elsewhere, others were staring a little too hard for comfort.

That was probably the point. Kris really wanted to see if I was giving in to him. I would show him.

I easily unzipped his pants and pulled out his soft piece. I gave it a few quick pumps before putting it in to my mouth. It weighed heavy on my tongue as I sucked. I rolled it around carefully and tried to get him hard. I felt his fingers slowly thread in to my hair.

“Look at me.” he rasped out. I did just that. My eyes blinked up at him and I saw his jaw clenching as his hips gently thrusted forward. I held up his semi-hard cock and kissed down to his balls, sucking them in to my mouth. The sound of his groan encouraged me and I sucked with vigor.

I kept as much eye contact as possible. If I wasn't kissing his tip or sucking his balls, I was looking at him directly. He grabbed on to my hair with full force. I relaxed my throat as much as I could. He bucked in to my cavern quickly and I moaned around him on purpose.

He came with a curse and I swallowed most of it. What dripped down my chin I wiped with my thumb and licked it off and quickly swallowed it. Kris stared down at me with heavy eyelids. He licked his lips and pulled me up for a long kiss. I didn't resist him and kissed back, letting my lips be bitten and traced with his own tongue.

“Don't come to my office this afternoon.” he said as I zipped his pants back up. I asked why.

“Because I said so. I won't be joining you for dinner either. I'll see you in your room tonight.” he left it at that and left the dining room with Tao trailing him.

I was surprisingly left with just Sulli and two other butlers. What the hell was going on? I reminded myself once again to not question my luck. I asked Sulli what was my daily activity, but she had no answer for me. Which made me more confused.

I was free all day, to wonder or rest, to cook or sleep. I wouldn't see Kris until late in the evening.

What was I supposed to do with myself? Better yet why was he suddenly doing this?

“Mr. Kim would you like to spend the morning in the garden again?” Sulli offered a sweet suggestion. I shrugged because I didn't know what else to do. She quickly asked one of other butlers to go retrieve the book I'd been reading yesterday and meet us at the live oak.

Sulli and the remaining butler followed me in to the garden, past the fountain and the greenhouse, all the way out to the live oak. I settled in to the swing and lazily kicked back and forth. My book arrived with in a few minutes and I picked up where I'd left off.

But I couldn't focus. I was still confused. Why did Kris basically give me the day to myself?

Maybe it was a reward. Because I'd given in to him finally, because I was cooperating now, he was rewarding me for good behavior. That was a possibility.

He could be testing me. Kris didn't trust me just yet and he really wanted to see if I took this free time as an opportunity to escape or rebel. Also a possibility.

The last option made me smirk. Kris, the cunning bastard, was probably doing this to me to make me think about him. What better way to keep my thoughts trained on him then to set me free. It made sense. I was just getting used to the daily routine, and now he' d thrown me off. And all I could think about and wonder about was why Kris had done it. Kris and Kris and Kris was filling up my mind.

“Smart asshole...” I muttered to myself. The three servants with me looked curious as to why I was cursing out loud.

I tapped my book and made a duck face of thought. So if I was free for the whole entire day...

“Sullia-ah.” I said and the young lady gave me her attention immediately.

“I want to go swimming.” I told her. Her eyes widened slightly, but she nodded.

“And I want a glass of wine. My favorite kind.” I added on with a smile. If was going to be free, I was going to enjoy myself. “Oh! And brownies. With powdered sugar on top.” my mouth popped at the ending. I was going to have some fun.

~ ~ ~
“Who gave you permission to swim in the pool?!” the angry hiss came from behind me. I dunked my head underwater again before pushing off the wall and floating on to my back to see Tao the very bitchy butler glaring down at me. I could tell he was mentally stuck then. One half of him wanted to strangle me and take the opportunity because Kris was not present to stop him.
The other half had no desire to get in the water. And I was currently smack dab in the middle of the pool. I kicked myself in small circles as I enjoyed the cool caress against my skin.

I didn't bother with replying to Tao's question, knowing he'd just get more riled up. I was always a smart ass with him. Even if I knew he could snap my neck with out even trying.

“You could have at least put on some swimming trunks!” he roared. I giggled and did lazy back strokes farther away from him. Much to Sulli and the other servant's embarrassment-which I'd learned their names were Sandeul and Jinyong-the second we'd arrived at the outdoor swimming pool I stripped off all of my clothes and dived in to the cool water butt-naked.

I'd only been skinny dipping twice in my life. Once with Chen in his pool after our first successful job together. I was still 18, but we'd come home and had ourselves a little celebration. We got drunk and ended up collapsing in to the pool with crazy laughter. It was fun. The other time I'd been naked in water outside was with Kris. We were both 17 and young, stupid and trying things we knew we'd get in to trouble for if we got caught. That didn't stop us from sneaking in to the jacuzzi at night while Kris' parents slept and fooling around. I could still remember how loud my heat was beating as we made out, both naked and grinding together slowly. The lights from under the water highlighted Kris' features, the beads of water gliding over smooth skin. I kissed him wantonly as he jerked me off.

“Which one of you gave him food!” I snickered as Tao started screaming at my three guardians. Sulli bowed her head and began apologizing while Sandeul tried to take the blame and Jinyoung looked like he was on the verge of tears. Tao lectured them thoroughly about the rules of the pool, how no food or drinks were aloud around it. I couldn't help it.
I sneaked against the far pool wall, swimming quietly until I was right next to Tao's feet. I was playing with death really. Quickly I reached for the plat of half eaten brownies and stuffed a few in to my mouth. With my mouth full I tried to scream as I was grabbed by my hair and yanked out of the water.

Tao smacked me down on the cement and I groaned. After a moment I recovered and started chewing the chocolaty goodness. “You really want to die don't you?” the butler snarled. He was crouched over me with his hand wrapped around my throat.

I held up a finger, telling him to wait a moment, his eyes turned in to small slits.

I pointed to my mouth, I was still chewing, a very animalistic growl emerged from his throat.

I licked my lips and finally spoke, “Did you get the brownies wet when you pulled me out? I wanted-”

I wheezed in pain. Tao's fist had firmly connected with my stomach and I heeled over with a groan. Yes, he was death indeed. And I really shouldn't play with him.

“Get up Mr. Kim. Kris is ready for you.” the Chinese butler stepped away from my hunched form and cleaned off invisible dust from his uniform.

“He said! Evening!” I coughed out and attempted to pick myself up. I heard the sharp footsteps and I attempted to crawl away. It didn't matter though. I was kicked in my back and fell down with a cry of pain. Tao's fingers tangled in to my hair and yanked me in to sitting position.

“He said now. Get up. Get dressed. Or I'll come back here and he will never find your body.” he warned lowly in to my ear. God held me I believed him. I'd never met someone with his skills before. I couldn't think of anyone in my family, not even distant cousins, who could meet his level. He was lethal when he was calm and when he was being watched. I didn't want to imagine the powers he had when no one was watching and when he was absolutely pissed at me. I nodded silently.

Sighing with relief at his retreat, I struggled to get up off the ground. Sandeul and Jinyoung helped me, putting my arms around their shoulders, while Sulli showed up magically with a towel to wrap around my waist. I was helped up to my room, where I was instructed to be bathed and ready for Kris to arrive at my room soon.

After my hot shower I toweled off and put on a red silk robe hanging outside of my bathroom. I was able to come through my hair and put one some lotion before my door was opened.

I was sitting at the small vanity in my room, it was perched on its own wall and close to a balcony door I always kept open to let sunlight in. I could see Kris enter my room through the mirror. He only wore a white collared shirt and black slacks. His belt was already undone as he eyed me through my reflection with hunger.

I didn't resist, I didn't even wait for him to approach me. I quickly stood up from the cushioned chair I'd been seated in and discarded the silk robe. His brow flew up in surprise. I perched myself up on my elbows against the small table, pushing my ass towards him and I waited. In the mirror I could see his calm demeanor turn in to a slight frown and I couldn't understand why. I opened my legs a little bit and readied myself for his intrusion. Goosebumps rose from my skin when his warms hands cascaded down my back and cupped my ass.

“You really are giving up aren't you?” he kept his voice low as his hands kneaded my cheeks thoroughly. His weight pushed my face closer to the mirror and my hands flew out to brace myself. They gripped the edge of the table as starting grinding his clothed erection against my bare back.
“No resistance whatsoever...” he smirked at me. I could clearly see him in the mirror. His shirt was unbuttoned half way and he was starting to unzip his pants.

“I told you I was giving up.” I whispered. Mentally I tried to control the way my legs trembled. He left wet kisses down my back and I shut my eyes. I could get through this, I could do this. I'd done it once, and it could definitely be done again.

“Which means,” his hands held my hips tightly, “if I choose not to prep you whatsoever” I gulped at the feeling of his thick muscle pressing against my entrance, “you won't scream for me to stop right?” I opened my eyes in panic and met his stare in the reflection. His eyes dark and smoldering. Kris was testing my limits. He wanted to see if I was going to be an obedient fuck toy.

I could hear my heartbeat in my ears and I wanted to cry. I was supposed to be avoiding this treatment wasn't I?

My voice wasn't trustworthy. I shook my head carefully. No I wouldn't scream, I told myself, I wouldn't scream no matter what.

A strangled cry left my lips with his first thrust. It was powerful, it lifted me up to my tippy-toes and I could feel the struggle to breath as my nails scrapped against the table. I would not scream. He was testing me and I had to pass. His second thrust jammed me against the mirror and a small gasp left my throat. The tears pricked my eyes as I gritted my teeth. It burned when he pulled out, when he pushed back in. My hands formed tight fists against the table and my breath left foggy spot on the reflective glass.

He watched me, through the reflection, and he never stopped looking. So I closed my eyes and kept my jaw tensed while he plowed in to me. When he pulled out and turned me around to face him I almost let myself beg. But I didn't have a chance because he bucked back in to me and I started to scream.

My hand flew up to cover my mouth. I wasn't going to scream for him to stop. I wasn't going to give up. Kris hooked my knees over his shoulders as he leaned over me, holding me firmly by my cheeks and pounding in tome at neck breath speed.

He came inside me like he always did. But I'd felt liquid running down my thigh for quite some time and I wondered what it was. Kris left me with a forceful kiss and a husky, “Good boy”

When I limped to the bath and carefully lowered myself in to water, I realized the liquid had been my own blood. I sobbed in the tub, I cleaned myself up, and wrapped myself in my bed.

Two years. I could do this right?