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We walked about a block before she said anything more.
“Listen, Kass, I want you to get some sleep. If any more of this weird hallucination stuff happens tomorrow or over the weekend, I want you to call me. I’ve got a good therapist. Maybe you’ve got PTSD from one of your dangerous missions in the past or whatever and something about this Markos dude triggered it,” she goaded gently, and I shook my head.
“I’m fine. I just need some rest,” I replied eventually.
“Don’t do that, Kass. Let me help. I’m worried about you.”
She wasn’t going to stop until I allowed her to help me. I sighed, defeated.
“Okay, I’ll call you,” I eventually promised. Donna meant well, and I adored her for it, but whatever this was, it would go away. I was sure of it. My ordeal with Markos was just too fresh in my mind. Once more time passed, I’d be okay. I had to be.
She walked me to my door and led me inside. There was a bottle of wine on the counter and she pointed to it.
“Yours?”
I nodded.
She popped it open and poured two glasses for us. The two of us plopped on the couch and pulled up Netflix. After browsing for a bit, she chose a show about some college drama about revenge and untold amounts of sexual tension. I tuned it out eventually and lost myself in my thoughts. The more I tried not to think about Markos, the more I did.
I tried to pay attention on the two dumb blondes in the show vying for their professor’s attentions, but slowly, it became hard to focus. The edges of the television went hazy and the world dimmed into a shadow. I felt as though I was sucked into a dark bubble. I could barely hear anything, and I could hardly see. Eventually, the clouds parted, and I screeched when I saw what came next.
There was a cross on top of a platform. I watched, as someone that looked exactly like me was tied to it, so that my back was bared, my naked ass trembling. It was as though I was having an out of body experience and I couldn’t control anything about it.
Markos walked out of the shadows and I whimpered frantically. In his hand was a long, dangerous-looking bullwhip. I gulped, my uneasiness growing quickly uncontrollable.
He cracked it over my head and the sound was deafening. I screamed in terror. He turned back to the version of myself that was tied to the cross and swung the whip at her. A single angry red welt popped up across her ass and I screamed, feeling the pain as if he had hurt me instead. He did it again and again and I lost track of where the whip fell. On my ass, on the backs of my thighs and then, he raised the whip, aiming for my back.
“Fuck, Kass! What’s wrong with you!”
Suddenly, the vision blurred away, and my hearing returned. I was back in my living room, sitting next to Donna as she shook me roughly.
“What happened,” I whispered, feeling a rather scratchy hoarseness in my throat.
“You were screaming. It was like you couldn’t even see or hear me. Fuck. That was scary, Kass. Really fucking scary. Something is going on with you,” Donna said, her voice high and pitched with her fear.
After a while, her breathing calmed and I could tell she had come to a decision.
“I’m not leaving. You’re going to take a Xanax and then you’re going to bed. No more Netflix for you.” She grabbed her purse and dragged me into my bedroom. I didn’t fight as she undressed me, taking off my suit top, then my shoes and the rest of my clothes until I was left standing in my underwear.
“Where’s your pajamas?” she asked.
“I don’t have any,” I finally answered, to which she sighed.
“Get in bed. I’m gonna get the Xanax and some water. I’ll make myself comfortable on the loveseat here in your room for the night. Do you at least have some leggings and a t-shirt I can wear to bed?”
“Middle drawer in my dresser,” I replied quietly as I climbed into bed. She left the room and came back with her purse and a glass of water. She shoved a small pill in my hand and told me to swallow it. I took a drink of water after I did, and she pulled the covers up and over me.
“Did you see the marks on my ass?” I asked, and she looked at me with a confused expression.
“I don’t know what you mean, Kass. I mean, we all have a little fluff we don’t like, but I always thought you had a fantastic figure. No need to get worried about it now,” she answered.
So, she couldn’t see the welts from his belt either. I sighed and closed my eyes. The sleep aid worked quickly and before I knew it, I was in a dark, dreamless sleep.
I didn’t wake up till noon the next day.
When I opened my eyes, Markos was sitting next to me. I could feel his palm as he petted my hair and I mewled with terror, but my body reacted feverishly to his touch. It was as though his touch was amplifying my desire, even more powerful than before.
“Markos,” I breathed softly.
