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Forced into abstinence, I was miserable. Eventually, the doctors stopped coming to make me take the pills because they didn’t need to anymore. I fell into a numb state of mind, where I just obeyed and took them, despite the fact that they kept me from the one man I really needed.

Markos.

Even with the pills blocking him from coming to me, he was the only thing I could think about. He consumed my every waking thought.

The more I was made to deny him, the more frenzied I became to have him.

I began to grow angry. Furious that the doctors had the nerve to deprive me of him.

I grew desperate enough to touch myself. Night after night I tried to bring myself to completion, but it never worked. He wasn’t there to guide me. Even so, it felt wrong without him watching over me. It felt like disobedience.

Since I had been marked for good behavior, the doctors had released me from my bed prison. They had taken the leather straps away and I was grateful for it. I was granted the right to my own bathroom and even though I was under constant supervision from a camera in the corner of the room, I was given my freedom to wander around my small chamber.

Without Markos though, I felt hollow.

Day blurred into night. I no longer knew what day of the week it was or even what month I was in, but I no longer cared. I’d lost my job and my friends. I’d been committed to a fucking insane asylum and then, they had the nerve to take away the only thing that mattered to me anymore, the only person who brought me pleasure in this world. Soon, I came to realize that the only thing I needed to do was to figure out how to bring him back.

Unfulfilled and incomplete, like I was missing a crucial part of me. I couldn’t hang on much longer.

I needed Markos and he needed me.

I searched my surroundings, trying to figure out how I could fix this. It didn’t take me long to find out which angles the camera captured and which ones it didn’t. If I went to the far-left corner of my room, next to my bed and drew on the paper they gave me, I knew they couldn’t see what I was doing because my body blocked the view. It was the blind spot that I crucially needed.

Soon, I came up with a plan.

I would take my dinner and place the tray on the table, in full view of the camera. I’d pretend to take the pills, but instead of swallowing them like a good little patient, I’d tuck them into the corner of my cheek. Then, when I settled down to color in the corner, I’d spit them out and hide them beneath the carpet, at least for a little while.

When I got up, I’d gather them into my fingers and race off to the bathroom, pretending to pee, but dropping the pills into the toilet instead. With a quick flush, they would disappear forever. It was a flawless plan. And it worked. The doctors overseeing my treatment had no idea.

Day after day I did this, until Markos finally returned to me.

But he didn’t touch me. Instead, he just watched me.

“Kassandra,” he purred.

“Yes, Master,” I answered, tasting the sound of my voice over the dryness of my tongue.

He was back. My relief was overwhelming.

“I’m so proud of what you’ve done. You were free of me, but still, you wanted me back. Your mind isn’t whole without me anymore, is it, my little warrior?”

I mewled in response. I wanted him to stop talking and just fuck me, but still, he didn’t touch me. Instead, he sat on the edge of the bed and kept his distance from me. It irritated me, but I was careful not to show it. He was in control, not me and if I showed my displeasure, he would only punish me for it. He’d been gone so long, and I just wanted him to be happy with me. I reached for him and he slapped my hand away.

“You need to do something more for me, Kassandra,” he murmured.

“Whatever you want,” I whimpered. My clit pulsed painfully between my legs.

“Touch yourself. Make yourself come on my command and I will tell you how you may escape from this asylum. I’ll set you free, my Warrior of Light,” he commanded, and my heart pulsed with hope.

“You’d free me from here?”

“I will, but you must give yourself over to me first. You must make your mind submit to my demands and then, I’ll help you get away from this wretched place,” he promised, his voice warm and seductive.

I hung onto every word.

I licked my lips, sucking in my lower lip nervously as I gazed back at him. His dark eyes bored into mine, the red flecks in his dark irises flickering like dancing flames. My inner walls fluttered with excitement and my body heated at the insinuation that he was going to watch me find my pleasure.

Slowly I leaned back, gripping the waistband of my stretchy white cotton pants.

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