His alarm is set for five but he never sleeps past three. The memories are daunting and they haunt him inside of his closed eyes and dreaming mind.
She’s always there, always ready to get her pleasure as leather bites skins and leaves red welts.
He would never have dared to ask for a safe word because the verbal abuse would be much worse than the physical pain on any level.
“The Mistress knows all your weaknesses,” she would say in German and it was the utter truth, the Mistress is even more cruel in his dreams.
Shaking his head slightly and rubbing his eyes, Tuck sits up slowly on the side of the bed and slumps forward.
Every vertebrae cracks as it separates from the one below it and it’s a minor relief from the nagging pain of work related injuries.
“Maybe that’s why I took this line of work in the first place, so I wouldn’t have to go back to her because I wouldn’t have the time,
” he wonders out loud as she starts heading towards the shower.
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