Page 118 of My Wild Pet

I hold my leash against my neck hard as I slowly plunge into Briar’s wet core. I close my eyes and I’m back on theLuminous Arc, Aefre holding my leash while I have sex with another human. The doctor and Kaelin giving me advice.

When I orgasm into Briar I moan with the pleasure of it and pull my leash tighter almost choking myself. I can hear the doctor’s voice in my head, “That’s it, let it all out, Ember.”

Then I withdraw. And release Briar and I say the words as they were always said, “Lick him clean, pet.”

I lie on my back while Briar licks the remaining semen from me.

Then she looks at me with a lingering question in her eyes,“Do you need me to hurt you this time?”She doesn’t say it out loud, she never does. But sometimes I see the concern, the sorrow, when I ask her to deliver the beating I once endured from so many trainers.

Mon Dieu, I loathe that part of me.

I nod. “Please.Just a little.” My hands clench, and I brace for the sting that used to define my existence.

Her eyes reflect her mixed emotions but that doesn’t stop her. She pulls me up with my leash and positions me naked against the wall and then comes up behind me. Sometimes she uses the whip other times just her hand.

The first strikes are barely more than taps with her hands. She’s reminding me that I need to count in Imperial. And I do. I begin to count in Imperial as Aefre and Kaelin used to make me do. Then she begins to spank me as hard as she can. Each blow stings both physically and emotionally, but it’s the only path I’ve found to transform that old fear into something I can control.

Then she takes the whip and continues. Every time I exhale from the pain between my breaths I feel like I’m releasing ghosts from my lungs. Finally, I lean my forehead against the wall, tears slipping freely from my eyes. “Je t’aime,” I murmur. “Merci.I’m… sorry.”

She presses her lips softly to my bloody back. “I know,” she breathes in between kisses. “We’re… rewriting it together. Remember?”

We sink onto the bed, leashes, knots, shame, and hope. All tangled together into one heartbeat.

When we are both stated a strange calm settles over me and my mind quiets. What I saw today no longer haunts me.

Briar looks into my eyes, face flushed. “You okay?”

“Oui.You?”

“I don’t feel the pain like you do,” she says. “And I want to do things that help you heal.”

“Mon amour,you already do. Every day.”

I carefully remove the leash from her neck, and she does the same for me. This is an important part of our role play and we do it every time. Symbolically granting each other freedom again and again and again.

Two broken souls daring to mend each other.

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