Chapter 28: Anger
- Glyndon Walton: ( Jealous Girl by Lana Del Rey)
I don’t remember when I fell asleep. All I know is how tired and completely worn out I felt after what Kathrine did to me.
Her words, though, lingered in my mind, etched there like a brand, along with the memory of her fastening the chains around my body.
" I wouldn’t want you any other way. Hate me, despise me more, bully me more, call me a Lesbo, tell me I’m going to hell, treat me like the gum under your shoes... That turns me on, knowing you do that in public while I have you squirming, squirting, begging, crying, and dry orgasming in private, Glyndon Walton."
I woke up to the sound of birds chirping and the soft glow of morning sunlight streaming into my room.
The clock read 6 a.m., and the air was crisp and still. I blinked a few times, taking in my surroundings.
The room was spotless. The blankets were clean and neatly tucked around me, while the dirty ones—along with my matching bra and panties from yesterday—were gone, tossed into the laundry basket.
The floor, which had been.... Wet, was spotless.
Even my body felt fresh as if it had been carefully wiped down, though I was still completely naked under the blanket.
The chain and collar remained firmly in place around my body.
I looked around, my heart racing, searching for her. But Kathrine was nowhere to be found. She was gone.