Dominating Secrets [BDSM]DISCONTINUED

CHAPT3R ON3

This is a bdsm book explicit context reàd at own will.

My eight O'clock alarm sets off and I limply climb off the floor. I'm vaguely aware that the clock says ten fifteen rather than the time I set.

"Shit!" I protest and race to my feet.

Today's my first day at the shrink and Ive already managed to be twenty minutes late. And judging by the Shrinks less than lukewarm conversation on the phone. He's not keen on people being late. I shower in double time ,Dressing in jeans and a cable knit sweater. I make sure to stuff my work clothes in my bag, because I won't have time to come home and change.

If it was up to me I wouldn't be going to this meeting ,but I haven't slept well in almost five years,and I think I'm a little over due on the appointment. If its not the damn bed Anxiety's then its the nightmares. And theyre only getting worse. They feel more real . Even though the events happened, they were a long time ago and I feel as if I've dealt with those demons ,well enough for them to go away.

But I'm older now and I've been running from this stupid nightmare and its finally playing catch up. With a final glance in the mirror. I tuck my blonde hair Behind my ears. My eyes were always to big for my face. I won first place at my elementary schools for the town Halloween contest. I couldn't be a better owl. Thats when the bed Anxiety's started. I lift my shirt up running my fingers over the faint scar across my left hip bone. I gasp involuntary. And a cold rush shivers down my spine. My heads a memory book I so wish to burn. I'm tired of the whole ,the past makes you who you are bullshit. What if I don't want to be me?

As the images flash through my mind. I close my eyes and swallow past the building lump in the back of my troat.

I shut out the images and race out my building. Practically sprinting down Elmer's street. Pulling out my phone I call Dr. froid he finally answers on the third ring. I prepare myself for the admonishment.

"Ms parker. Didn't we discuss you being late"

"Yes. I'm on my way " I breath. Christ! No type of exercise would prepare me for this. I cut down Spencer and decide heading down the intersection would lean me right to his office.

"Ms parker are you running?" He asked stunned

"Yes I am but I'll see you soon" I shut the phone shoving it in my pants pocket. I'm going to be sweaty by the time I get there. But I only have fifteen minutes left and if he can give me the slightest insight on why I am the way I still am ,then I'm sure as hell going to make it. I push past people carelessly walking down the streets. My lungs are giving up on me and I pause for a second drawing air in. Sweet Jesus the relief. The light turns red and I dart across the street. Bumping into some man. I don't really have the time to apologize.

I see the building, and decide on my last run. I dart across the street. Sprinting almost. There's yelling and shouting. There's a loud screech and I turn my head. But its to late. I'm knocked on the ground by a car. My head hits the pavement. And for a few seconds. Everything's blurry. Everything hurts. And my head is throbbing. I can hear car doors opening. My ears are still ringing. I feel two hands wrap around me. My head falling limply on the his chest. I assume its a man. Next thing I know I'm being picked up.

"Christ! Watch where your going!" There's a deep voice admonishing me. My head squished against his chest. I can feel his hand splayed at my back.

"Are you alright?"

hmm... He smells good. Clean linen and Cologne. I lift my head all the way back, and his hand firmly clasp the back of my neck. He's tall, really tall he towers over my 5'2 frame. He has to be at least 6'2 or more. But what catches my blurry eyes. Is his piercing blue eyes. There threatening and angry. Wow... He's spinning. Wait spinning?

"I think I'm going to faint" I mutter everything's spinning now. I feel kind of nauseous my head ache is only getting worse.

"Wait what? Don't you dare" He says panicked. Right before I pass out on him I could hear him curse in annoyance.

"Ah fucking shit!."

For those who read, sorry for the weird stopping in the middle. It gliched on me and deleated some but I know its short but I'm writing more. But tell me if I should keep going :)
PS late notice this is a BDSM STORY!