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completely pathetic as we walked into the room. I had never been this vulnerable especially not in front of Vincent. He had always known me to be a strong person, but now he was looking at a scared mess.
“It’s alright baby. I’m right here. It’s all over,” he said as he gently ran his hands up and down my arms. I nodded as another tear rolled down one cheek.
“I will never let anyone hurt you,” he whispered as he slowly undid the buttons of my plaid shirt. “I’m so sorry baby,” he murmured.
He was now helping me out of my tights. I put my hands on his chest and slowly let them run down to his waist. His belt was already unbuckled. All I had to do was to pull it from the belt loops. He looked at me as I pulled his zipper down and then his boxer shorts. I tried avoiding looking at his semi-hard cock and stood up with my hands on his shoulders. I was breathing hard as he slipped a hand behind me to undo the clasp on my bra. I gasped silently when the bra fell to the floor. He then took my hand and began leading me to the bathroom.
When he started the shower, he pulled me under it, and somehow, all the fear I had, the shock, and the panic were fading. He had his arms around me holding me tightly. I didn’t know how long we had been standing under the running water before he reached for the shampoo and squeezed a generous amount onto his hand.
“Do you want me to do it for you?” He asked as he looked at me. I nodded without turning around.
“Close your eyes,” he said in a soft voice.
I did as he asked and leaned against his muscular chest as he worked up a lather in my hair. It felt good having him rub my scalp. This was the first time in a long time I was actually relaxed.
“Tilt your head up,” he said in a low voice. I did as he asked, and he stroked my head. I could feel the warm water trickling down my scalp.
“There. All done.” His voice was soft and calm. I opened my eyes, and he handed me the shower gel.
I reached for a loofah and stepped away from him before I began scrubbing down. It was not until then I realized just how much I needed that shower. It was like having a nice long drink of water on a hot humid day. By the time I was done, Vincent was desperately trying to finish up. I could see him reaching for his back, and judging by the way the guards had gone to town on his back with their whips, I knew he was in agony.
“Let me,” I said softly. He shook his head and forced a smile. “Baby, please.”
My words might have been pleading, but my tone definitely wasn’t. I looked at him and saw the resistance written on his face. He eventually turned around, and I gasped. I knew it was bad; after all, I had seen the guards have their sadistic fun at his expense, but I never once thought that it was this bad.
“Oh my God, Vincent,” I said in a whisper.
“Don’t worry about me, baby,” he said softly.
I nodded even though he couldn’t see me. I was worried I would hurt him. And there was also the obvious risk of hurting him even more than he already was at that moment. He could sense my hesitation because my hand was hovering on his back for the longest time. He turned around and looked at me.
“Hey,” he said in a soft voice as he held me close. “Do you remember last time you were this worried, and I told you not to?” I nodded. “I healed then, and I will heal today… a little later, but it will happen.”
I looked up at him, the running water blurring my vision. I nodded. He held my hand and kissed it lightly before he turned around again. I walked out of the bathroom and walked to the towel rack where I got a washcloth before I walked back to the bathroom. I wet it and gently patted his back. He would wince every so often, and I hated myself for causing him pain.
When we got out of the bathroom, he gave me one of Ophagia’s concoctions and asked me to rub it all over his back. I looked
“It’s alright baby. I’m right here. It’s all over,” he said as he gently ran his hands up and down my arms. I nodded as another tear rolled down one cheek.
“I will never let anyone hurt you,” he whispered as he slowly undid the buttons of my plaid shirt. “I’m so sorry baby,” he murmured.
He was now helping me out of my tights. I put my hands on his chest and slowly let them run down to his waist. His belt was already unbuckled. All I had to do was to pull it from the belt loops. He looked at me as I pulled his zipper down and then his boxer shorts. I tried avoiding looking at his semi-hard cock and stood up with my hands on his shoulders. I was breathing hard as he slipped a hand behind me to undo the clasp on my bra. I gasped silently when the bra fell to the floor. He then took my hand and began leading me to the bathroom.
When he started the shower, he pulled me under it, and somehow, all the fear I had, the shock, and the panic were fading. He had his arms around me holding me tightly. I didn’t know how long we had been standing under the running water before he reached for the shampoo and squeezed a generous amount onto his hand.
“Do you want me to do it for you?” He asked as he looked at me. I nodded without turning around.
“Close your eyes,” he said in a soft voice.
I did as he asked and leaned against his muscular chest as he worked up a lather in my hair. It felt good having him rub my scalp. This was the first time in a long time I was actually relaxed.
“Tilt your head up,” he said in a low voice. I did as he asked, and he stroked my head. I could feel the warm water trickling down my scalp.
“There. All done.” His voice was soft and calm. I opened my eyes, and he handed me the shower gel.
I reached for a loofah and stepped away from him before I began scrubbing down. It was not until then I realized just how much I needed that shower. It was like having a nice long drink of water on a hot humid day. By the time I was done, Vincent was desperately trying to finish up. I could see him reaching for his back, and judging by the way the guards had gone to town on his back with their whips, I knew he was in agony.
“Let me,” I said softly. He shook his head and forced a smile. “Baby, please.”
My words might have been pleading, but my tone definitely wasn’t. I looked at him and saw the resistance written on his face. He eventually turned around, and I gasped. I knew it was bad; after all, I had seen the guards have their sadistic fun at his expense, but I never once thought that it was this bad.
“Oh my God, Vincent,” I said in a whisper.
“Don’t worry about me, baby,” he said softly.
I nodded even though he couldn’t see me. I was worried I would hurt him. And there was also the obvious risk of hurting him even more than he already was at that moment. He could sense my hesitation because my hand was hovering on his back for the longest time. He turned around and looked at me.
“Hey,” he said in a soft voice as he held me close. “Do you remember last time you were this worried, and I told you not to?” I nodded. “I healed then, and I will heal today… a little later, but it will happen.”
I looked up at him, the running water blurring my vision. I nodded. He held my hand and kissed it lightly before he turned around again. I walked out of the bathroom and walked to the towel rack where I got a washcloth before I walked back to the bathroom. I wet it and gently patted his back. He would wince every so often, and I hated myself for causing him pain.
When we got out of the bathroom, he gave me one of Ophagia’s concoctions and asked me to rub it all over his back. I looked
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