Forgotten Lover
Waking up in the morning with no memories of yesterday whatsoever. Not sure what day it is either… acing all over for no apparent… Why are my thigs bruised?! are…those bite marks? and why is their band-aids with hearts drawn on them over them??! The fudge happened??!! Checking your phone you find a message from an unknown number no context or indication of who they are only a ''Thank you for the last week my lovely pet❤️'' The fudge they mean pet??!! WEEK!? Indeed when you check your calendar it has been a week sense… whatever happened. Not sure what to do you head into the shower almost tripping on your weak legs on the way there only too realise that your entire body is marked with bitemarks and bruises each and everyone of them with a small normal band-aid with a tiny heart drawn on them. As you move too take them off you get struck with a deep feeling of regret after taking of the first, almost slapping it back on just as quick. almost… You manage too keep yourself from it. but you dont take any others off either. You do your best too not think about it all and continue your day. And it goes well you practically forget about it all for a couple of days. And days turn into weeks and soon a month has gone and it has been nothing but quiet. Until the second week of the month you get another message from an unknown number, a voice message too be precise. Cant be from the same number because you blocked it! Didn't you? It is a voice message. When you turn it on you almost throw your phone into the wall in a panic cuz it is nothing but lewd moaning and begging. begging. so much begging for more. That they would do anything for more… Dread fills your stomach as you recognise your own voice moaning and begging on the file. and that's it 15 sec and it is over. no more messages only questions from you and a growing flushness over your neck that the bitemarks and hick-bruises finally disappeared from that you are trying too ignore. You try too get a answer but nothing only silence. until an hour later where the same number sends a video of you kneeling infront of your own sofa the same one you are sitting in now. not sure how too feel about that too be honest… But seeing nothing but a pair of crossed legs in back pants and a hand holding a chain with an old clock? Your not sure… What you are sure of is that you look annoyingly good in that harness you are wearing and that you are watching that clock swing from side too side staring like your life depends on it. Repeating over and over,
''I listen and obey'' ''I am nothing but your pet'' ''obedience is pleasure'' ''Thank you for taking care of me''
Over and over and over again. With a sudden feeling so lightheaded might puke you fall off your sofa and down on your knees and just as quick the lightheadednes is gone as quickly as it came. and you catch yourself whispering, ''obedience is pleasure'' and quickly slapping yourself out of it you get back on your feet and sit back down on the sofa. only too fall down again. on your knees. ''I listen and obey'' and another slap of sanity across your face. Not sure what too do you feel your panic growing more and more distinct. But you receive no more messages for the day. And you settle for just pacing around your apartment from the windows in the living room facing the parking lot too the front door. You pace and pace and pace. You are sure that there is a clear line on the floor where you walked by now as you try too figure out what too do. Call the police? Definitely. You need too report this. Things like these are dangerous and there have been a lot of new about people disappearing in cities not that far from hear. I need too do something. Cant just pace here forever! I wont be able too live like this! Mind decided you go too grab your coat and open the entrance door only too run into someone in the stairwell. with your shoulders so tense they go above your ears you tackle into them not caring that they are there. They are in the way. They will be fine. A soft and firm hand grip your arm and turn you too face them. and as you look at their face you feel all stress and anxiety leave you and a smile blossoms on you face. ''Hey there! easy~ are you alright? you should calm down. I'm here now.'' A hand softly holds your cheek and softly strokes your cheekbone and you cannot help but too close your eyes and nuzzle into their hand. ''I've missed you. Did you enjoy my messages?'' You open your eyes and stare into the face of your owner finally back. ''I've missed you more!'' A soft chuckle and they squeeze your cheek. ''I'm glad the triggers worked so well. Lets get inside a week is not that long and I got a lot of plans for you'' They herd you back into the apartment and with a soft click they lock the door. not too be opened again for a week. Only too repeat again next month, the best time and life you could dream of! its sad that it is only for a week a month.











