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Everything was inconsequential compared to this man I couldn’t let the past stealmy happiness And I couldn’t, under any circumstance, let Leather Jacket and White Man steal ain I would never hide again I would never fear Q’s delectable punishht up in his taste, I didn’t feel Q’s assault on ht, his hps pounding intohimself closer and closer to the end

His teeth were bared He looked strong and real and entirely dangerous

My back bowed as he thrust harder, harder I loved his possession--found ultiive me" I cried out as his mouth latched ontomy own essence into him

It was the hhere our soul swa me, he not only took asm spiralled fro Q inside ed

It wasn’t a body orgasass to thrust harder My back bruised, htest, sharpest release yet The orgas, but Q relentlessly pursued it

Another thrust and I cas squeezed runted with pain I relished in the power rippling down his back before he followed me into heaven

The first spurt matched my release perfectly and with pristine synchronicity we found our breathless ending

We transcended si

We slithered down the wall to land in a tangle of sweaty-sated liether, we lay happily in the dark

Chapter Eight

Master and slave, owner and owned, you sateheartbeat and answering breath; nothing can break us, not even death

I wish people knew

I wish ed edme back to life My heart hurts to think of others who’ve lived what I lived Other survivors who had to return home and pretend

Pretend tihtmares haven’t stolen their sanity

Everyone needs a Q

Everyone needs to learn the lesson you taughtthat purges

I’ this down, but after yesterday, I have to try I have to get hts on paper--if only to show you how much I love you To let you witness howyou

I don’t think you’ll ever understand how indebted I’ll always be to you Q--you own me, not because I love you, but because you…you’re my--let me see if I can explain

Sometimes, when life has taken bites out of your self-worth, when fate lands you in the path of horrible circu out your heart for others, it’s ier, the night away at the re parts you have left

But pain

It strips you back--it tears off your withered, hole-riddled skin It destroys the past and annihilates concern and worry Pain does to a human spirit what acid does to paint It strips away all the layers of filth and gunk until nothing but the basica co ave me a fresh start

I’ll never be able to repay you

Your Esclave forever,

Tess

I’d read Tess’s letter over twenty times Every word she’d written, in her cute feminine flourish, resonated deep inside

She effectively took every hatred I had aboutpieces with a guillotine How could I hate my need to hurt her when it hat saved her? AllI was different--kinder, wiser, gentler Instead, she’d given ivenes of the women I’d saved Slaves who’d been raped to near death; whores who’d been tortured until every drop of blood puddled on the floor All woht I’d helped by giving the theht top-of-the-line ists--and when they were less broken, I sent them home with a cheque for one hundred thousand euros I placed the the stress of bill paying and jobs ahile they focused on fixing their broken lives

I thought I’d figured out a recipe to rehabilitation

I believed family and love would be the ulti? What if those woht?

Tess’s hand fell on hts "You okay? We’re here"

Yesterday had been about breaking her But it ended up breakingawful--just like I always thought I wanted

But that was the funny thing

I had everything I ever wanted Once again she took the allure of darkness and brought her ever shining light to h I hit her ass until she bled, it wasn’t her as sore, butfraud