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Her hands shook--the only sign of emotion Her eyes tore away froain as she finished sewing entle, but every stab of the needle gave me what I craved Somehow, she created a new sensation Mixed with pain and sweetness, th to ignore the conditioning just for the moment

I fell into a trance When I next opened one and Zel had stuck crisp, white bandages over the stitched-up wounds It was only then I noticed she’d cut off the leg of my trousers

Her eyes met mine before she ever so carefully, ever so hesitantly, touched a large scar onand then pinned it back together after aechoed inas a child? Or perhaps falling off a er?" Her voice stayed low, none of the anger and heat from before

She wanted to know

Joy lit my heart She wouldn’t leave until I explained I’d answer any fucking question she had if it helped her forgive me

For now eht had cleared the air for utmost honesty "No" My own voice shocked me I’d never spoken to anyone about my past Ever Cold chills darted down ive you She’ll hate you even , Fox TellShe’d feel it was her duty to report e andfear cracked my heart "No" I couldn’t do it after all

Her face darkened and her eyes dropped She focused on her finger trailing around my kneecap Small X shaped scars decorated the joint where they’d stuck torture devices so I couldn’t bend when I walked They said I had to learn how to run andalmost disabled

"Did you fall off a horse, or perhaps were hurt in a car accident?" Her voice whispered A threat er barely contained

"No"

Her touch crept upward, tickingold injuries Every inch she travelled, htened Confusion ser with every sweep, but I clutched the bedspread, reactivating the pain from my bruised knuckles

I wanted her to stop My body wanted to kill her because that’s what it’d been taught to do if touched But for once, entle caress

I wantedstroked

Such a novelty Such a rare gift

Zel never stopped her feather light touch "Did you have a boating accident, or fall off a skateboard?" Her voice painted pictures of a carefree kid who’d had a nor parents and a fun-filled childhood She painted a lie A lie I desperately wished was the truth

"No"

Her fingers flattened against ainstincreased its ferocity until I trenore it Her body shifted as she h until her hand disappeared under the torn ainst asped

My brain had too much to filter

Don’t hurt her Don’t kill her Please keep it together

All I wanted to do was surrender to the sweet agony she invoked My hard cock swelled to the point of pain, suroaned as her hot hand claspedfirmly "Does that hurt?"

I couldn’t speak, but it did It killedpleasure Such branding awareness Nodding, Ito cupat it The one and only tiht raspedwith ainto a cesspit of , sir!"

"Then ere you jerking it like it was your favourite toy?"

My fifteen-year-old cheeks flaot there were cameras in my room I hadn’t meant to touch htness building into be a distraction, we can remove it Can’t we, Fox?"

My heart ceased to beat "No, sir You don’t have to do that Never again, sir I swear, sir"

Sir Sir Sir I couldn’t stop begging

His hard grip on ain, and we’ll rip it off"

"Fox Fucking stop You’re hurtinga sharp sting

My eyes flew open and I jerkedher wrist Theblood circulation back into her hand Her eyes glassed with tears but they weren’t sad tears-- to help you? You’re beyond help!"

My heart stuttered and I grabbed her hand again,life back into it "Fuck I’m so sorry Are you okay?"

The mixture of uncertainty and fear in her eyes undiddown After everything I’d done, she still hadn’t left She hadn’t given up, and I thanked the fucking universe for whatever connection existed between us She persevered with me, not because of the money, but because she couldn’t walk away

"No, I’nore ain I hateto help others--it’s a co ht intoand because I’ it ?"