The detective approached as two uniformed colleagues stood by the door. The two figures hovered next to the heavy metal door of the meager institution containment room. I felt nauseous and anxious. Will looked into my blue eyes, staring at the black and purple bruises that covered half of my face. We drove out of the way by an hour before returning to his humble abode. Do you think you can ever forgive me?”
He gently stroked my bruised cheek with his hand in a physical display of the affection that he clearly felt for me. I was miserable. Dakota was now Bitch, and Bitch was a well trained pet for my Master and I to enjoy. Words can’t describe how incredibly wet she was and before long her juices coated my mouth and chin in copious amounts. The coward hung himself from a ceiling fan.”
“So he’s dead now?”
“As dead as he’s going to get. “I’m so very sorry,” he said as his chubby digits swiped the dark hairs from my face and tucked them behind my delicate
