“Of course, I’ll be there.”
“As soon as I get off the phone with the airline and change my flight I’ll text you the information, I shouldn’t be more than a couple of hours at most.”
“I love you too, goodbye.”
I watched as James pressed more buttons on his phone. I was awake enough now that I started to feel guilty about eavesdropping on his conversation. As I started to slide out of bed, I instantly felt pain all over my body. My joints, my muscles, God, everything hurt. As I slid out of bed and the sheets made contact with my ass, a searing pain shot through me and I quickly lifted my bottom up off the mattress. I knew this feeling from when he had spanked me before. But this pain, this felt much, much worse.
I crept into the bathroom and used the toilet, trying to be as quiet as I could. From what little of the conversation I could hear, James was on the phone to the airlines changing his flight schedule. He wasn’t supposed to leave until tomorrow, Monday morning. Obviously, that had changed.
I stood up from the toilet and looked into the mirror and my jaw dropped open. My normally pink nipples were still red and swollen from the nipple clamps and, Fuck! My eyes started to well up with tears as I examined the repercussions of that damn flogger.
There were red marks on my breasts, stomach, and thighs. When I turned around, I also noticed a few red marks on my back as well. That, unfortunately, wasn’t my primary concern. What took the prize was my ass. There were also red marks on it, in addition to some striped welts, which I knew were going to take much longer to heal. I also noticed the remnants of some type of white cream on the portions of my ass that had welts, so obviously James had already begun treating my war wounds last night after I fell asleep.
I felt like such a disgusting mess. My whole body felt sticky from the profuse sweating of the previous evenings, do I call it, activities? James’ dried semen was in places that it didn’t need to be and what made matters worse, it sounded as though he was going to be leaving for Los Angeles as quickly as he could.
I sat back down on the toilet having no idea how to process any of this. It was consensual, right? I did agree to let him do this to me right? He did give me safe words, even though I didn’t use them. I had to talk to him, he had to help me process this and make some sort of sense out of it.
James’ voice broke me out of my tearful reflection.
“Melanie, when you are done in the bathroom, could you come out here.”
I stood up and put on a bathrobe that was hanging up by the door and quickly wiped away any sign of tears on my face. I walked back into the bedroom of the suite and saw that James was already dressed and his bags were packed. The cable restraints were no longer on the posts of the bed and all of the sexual ‘implements’ that had been on the table, were also nowhere in sight. An eerie feeling came over me as I surveyed the clean and tidy master bedroom. It almost felt like a crime scene had been swept clean, leaving no evidence of what had previously occurred. It was almost as if everything we had done was a dream and had never really happened.
“Come, sit with me,” he said gently.
We both sat down at the small table.
“My son Jon has asthma and his doctor gave him a new medication two days ago to which has had a severe reaction. My wife is taking him to the Emergency Room and they might admit him to the hospital. Needless to say, I have to cut this trip short and get back to Los Angeles to be with my family.”
I looked at James sympathetically. I needed him here with me, especially after everything we had done the night before. But obviously, his son needed him much, much more than I did.
“I understand, when do you have to go?” I said, solemnly.
“The bell captain is on his way up to our room now. My flight leaves in just a little over an hour, and if I hurry, I think I’ll be able to make it.”
I forced the best smile I could.
“I know we have a lot to talk about Melanie, especially after last night, and we will. However, this can’t be helped. I hope you understand.”
“I do James. Everything is fine, we are fine, just go take care of your son,” I said in a confident voice, that I very clearly wasn’t feeling inside.
He looked a little relieved and smiled at me.
“The room is paid for tonight, so if you want to stay here you can.”
Just then, there was a loud knock on the front door of the suite. We both stood up and I followed James into the great room so he could let the bell captain in to retrieve the luggage and take it down to the valet station.
Once the luggage was collected and we were alone, James turned and faced me.
“I won’t forget this Melanie, and I’ll make it up to you, I promise.”
He kissed me softly and walked out the door and shut it behind him.
Once I was alone, the room started spinning and it felt like my world was crashing down around me. I wasn’t sure what I was going to do, I just knew I couldn’t be alone. I looked at the time, it was early, almost seven o’clock.
I picked up my cell phone, dialed, and heard a very groggy voice answer, “Hello?”
“Gianna, I need you.”
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