Chapter 39 Thirty-eight

• I wake up with a start, a string of curses leaves my lips as I turn to lie on my stomach and sigh in relief at the switch of positions. My whole body is sore, my anus, vagina and nipples scream for some tender loving care plus a warm bath. I blink twice, noting the change in the colours of the walls for the first time, we are in our bedroom but I have no recollection of how I got here. A small laugh escapes me, I am a deep sleeper, I can sleep through a storm and last night was hell, there is no way I would have felt him carry me.
• The mattress dips with a new weight, Brandon’s face comes into view and I frown, he chuckles but I don’t share in his humour. This man almost split my asshole, nearly ripped off my nipples and vagina with those damn clamps he used on them and he has the guts to laugh at me like he can handle the number of strokes he dished out. He needs an ass-whooping, let us see if he will remain amused when I am done with him.
• My frown deepens into a scowl; he reaches for my forehead but I slap his hands away. He is not my favourite person in the world right now, I demand an apology from him and a date with lots of cake, ice-cream too. Plenty kisses and a full body massage.