Lie back down, Dare,” my Master told me after he’d shown the doctor out. Xxx vedio It seemed a long time before the doctor finally pronounced me healthy again, although he seemed somewhat doubtful. It was good for him, I think, to say those things, to release the feelings he’d bottled up inside for nearly 20 years. All my piercings had healed perfectly, the way my body was recovering quickly and almost effortlessly from the infection in my lungs and the deep cuts along my sides. Or did he mean I’d be his house pet, a dog who could lay on the furniture and sleep at the foot of his bed every night? They needed to come out and when he’d finished speaking, we made love again and it was better then, for both of us. I’ll build a little bathroom just for you…” he looked at me carefully, ” … “I … I didn’t need a Master who was unsure of himself, who couldn’t command me, and that was an unhappy thought. He also found that remarkable, but not in an admirable way, not like he appreciated my body. I was his dog, his Dare. I felt weak and I had fevers coming and going, violent coughing spells at night, and I was unhappy and lonely, missing my brothers terribly.
