So Clinicals...I love it but very tiring.
Are any of you guys aiming for a job in health care. If so what?
Song: More than you know By: Axwell/\ Ingrosso
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"Please. Stop." I'm crying and tears are falling down my face. I've came at least a thousand times and I can't take anymore but Rale is just over there having a great time. I don't know how long we've been at it but I know it's been for a long time.
"Have you learned your lesson?" He asks. I go to answer but another orgasm interrupts me.
"Ah I love asking questions when I know the next orgasm is coming," he laughs as if all this is a little joke.
"You're a p-pain in the ass yo know that?" I moan.
"Just for that," he says as his finger hovers over the button.
"Please don't." I whimper. He presses a button and the vibrator stops. I let out a happy sigh when he takes out the vibrator. He unties me and gently helps me down, then picks me up and takes me to the bathroom. He gently sets me down in a chair as he sets up the bath.
"To be clear, you know what not to do from now on."
"Yes." I smile as he eases me down into the hot water.
"Good. From here on out, if you or Sammie want to go out, you are to inform Jack and I. Am I clear?"
"Sammie?" I laugh.
"Am I clear?"
"Yes."
"Yes what?"
"Yes Sir."
"Good." He says and then begins to clean. I find myself dozing off.
"Hey, come on. Time to get out," he says softly and gently helps out of the tub. He then wraps a warm fluffy white towel around me. I let out a happy moan. Which gets a chuckle. After he dries me, he puts a salve on my wrists and ankles. and then puts on my clothes.
"I got it," I tell him when he goes to put on my shoes.
"Right," he says when he sees me yawn and put the wrong shoe on the wrong foot. He picks me up and I insist that I can do it myself but he just scoffs.
"Fine well you're the one who has to do the heavy lifting," I yawn.
"Heavy lifting my ass," he murmurs. I roll my eyes as a reply. We make it to what I assume is the living room and Rale gently hands me over to Jack.
"Samuel is sleeping in the master bedroom," Jack says. I'm suddenly wide awake. Because one, that punishment must have been extreme to knock Samuel out, and two, how and why does Jack know where the master bedroom is.
"Alright. Thank you." Rale says and heads to where I suppose the bedroom is.
"You and I are going to have a talk." Jack states as he glares down at me.
"Yes, Sir." I stay silent as we get into the car and we drive off.
"What the hell were you thinking?!" Jack exclaims, breaking the silence.
"I wasn't."
"Yeah, no shit!"
"How come you can curse but I can't?!"
"That's besides the point. Would you like to explain why you went to the club in the first place?!"
"I-" I hesitate. Why does he need to know?! It's none of his business. He shoots me a quick look, waiting for my answer.
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Runaway (slight BDSM)
Romance"I don't know who you think you are disrespecting me like that but you're going to regret it," he growls. "Oh, kinky," I purr, causing him to roll his eyes and let out a disappointed sigh. "Put her in the trunk," he says and makes his way to the pa...
