Her Redemption

Bonus chapter: love plus...?

Warning: Mild sexual content

2 months later

"Ahh fuck!" I shout coming undone as he stills inside of me.

Bryan pulls out and lays next to me breathing harshly.

We just filmed a small video for us. We're amateur artists that filmed us doing dirty things from our camera that's sitting on a tripod in the middle of the room.

We filmed solely so we can watch ourselves later. It's daring and totally fucking deviant.

I know.

Bryan groans getting up from the bed and turns off the camera. I hear him walk to the bathroom and come back with a towel wiping me.

He cups my ass and throws the towel in the hamper. "You good?" Untying the ropes and rubbing my wrists and ankles to soothe the sting.

I nod not being able to find my voice as sleep takes over.

What we just did was intense and.... Exactly what Bryan was known for.

I feel him lift me in his arms telling me words of encouragement and how much he loves me. He takes me a bath and then puts a large shirt on me and tucks me back in bed.

The next time I wake up, I can barely move my body. Im so sore. I notice it's still daytime and that the bed is empty and the room is picked up. That doesn't stop me from rushing off the bed to the toilet and vomiting my life away. I groan feeling tears prick my eyes as I empty my stomach, dry heaving when there's nothing left.

I will myself to get up and brush my teeth on shakey legs. I can barely walk.

I sigh looking at myself and notice that Bryan put a French braid in my hair so I don't look that bad. How sweet. Besides the bruises on my ankles and wrists and hickeys.

I walk back to the room and put on a sports bra and panties under the large shirt sleep dress he put on me before.

In the corner of my eye, I notice a bright blue note on my nightstand and pick it up.

Love,

I went to go pick up Tommy from school. Take those pills I left for you and drink all the water. I'll see you soon.

I love you so much. You have no idea.

Forever yours,

Your husband.

Ah, his cursive is beautiful. My heart feels warm and content when I see the pills and water next to me. I chug it down and then sit down as another wave of nausea hits me.

I check the time on my phone which states 3pm, meaning he'll be home in the next thirty minutes.

I check my emails and apps. I check my doctors appointment which is scheduled for tomorrow. I don't know but recently I've been feeling very weak and nauseous.

Ten minutes later after puking the water and medication I come to the conclusion that maybe I might be...

"Oh shit." I mumble rubbing my face at the sudden realization.