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“You are a dirty bitch. Dirty bitches only get to use the restroom once a day, and you have already gone for today,” he snaps at me.
I close my eyes as the tears escape and roll down my face.
He always has a way of using something as a punishment or a lesson to be learned. He likes to make his point and remind me that I am the puppet and he is the puppet master, and that means that I do as he says when he says it, or else.
I squeeze my eyes shut tight as I feel my bladder finally let go and soak the bed. I sob and scream while I struggle against the chains as the sheets underneath me become wet with my body fluids.
I gag as I turn my head and look at Sebastian. He unbuttons his pants and shakes his head. My heart stops as he makes his way to the end of the bed. He gets on and starts crawling up at me.
“What are you doing?” I ask, not being able to hide my fear.
He smiles gently, running his fingertips up my leg, and my stomach twists into knots.
“Sebastian, please don’t!” I scream as loud as I can, but it does nothing. He is on me in seconds, his lips smashing down onto mine. He takes my scream into his mouth as he shoves his tongue into my mouth.
I feel his dick tip at my entrance as I struggle against the chains.
Sebastian pulls back just enough to look into my eyes.
“You’re my dirty little puppet. Now take my dick like you know you want to,” he whispers as he shoves his dick into my sore pussy. I feel his dick fill me up as I scream. I turn my head to the side and close my eyes as Sebastian starts to move in and out of me, his lips now on my neck. He bites down hard enough that I know he now tastes my blood.
“Christian,” I scream, tears escaping my eyes and rolling down my cheeks. He starts to roll over. I know it wasn’t a dream. I know that I just peed on the bed.
My heart is racing as the shame and guilt wash over me. He isn’t going to want me now, and he is never going to look at me the same again. He is going to throw his hands up in the air, and he is going to throw me away like trash. I just know it.
I don’t blame him.
I amdirty, I amdirty, I am adirty bitchthat doesn’t deserve his love, kindness, or understanding.
I deserve whatever punishment Christian gives me for my behavior.
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Christian
Iquickly roll over when I hear Nicole scream my name. My hand rests on her waist as I look down at her. Her eyes are closed, and I feel something wet, making my heart drop. Oh, fuck, her period.
Did I forget to get her tampons?
Did I forget to ask her what she prefers?
I don’t think I even fucking asked her what she needed.
Fuck.
I sit up slowly, keeping my hand on her. I look down, and my heart breaks when I see the wet pee stain on the bed. Nicole is sobbing next to me. Her body starts to shake as I gently grab her arm, forcing her to turn a little. Her eyes are still closed.
“Nicolette,”my voice is soft and gentle. I don’t want her to think I am upset with her because I am not. I don’t give two fucks about the mattress or the sheets. I can buy a fucking new mattress and get new fucking sheets; it is not that big of a deal to me. I will get whatever new things she needs.
Her sobbing has turned into full-blown crying, making my heart ache with her response, “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry, I tried,” she screams and cries. My heart is racing as I try hard to think of what to do and say.
“Tried what?” I ask softly, watching her closely.
“I tried to hold it, I didn’t-” she stops talking as she starts to cough and tries to catch her breath. I lift my hand and rest against her face, whipping away her tears with my thumb. Her breathing is so rapid and unstable.
“Bellissimo,”I reply softly, trying to get her to calm down.
She shakes her head. “Please, I’m sorry,” she screams at me. Her whole body is shaking uncontrollably, and I know her response to me touching her and being near her is a trauma response. She expects me to react how low-life Figlio di puttana responded, but I will never hurt her, at least not like that. I would never treat her the way he did, and it honestly fucking breaks me for her to be afraid of me right now. I can hear her fear in how she saidpleaseandI’m sorry.
