In this second installment, Iris and Damien's relationship faces new challenges. They navigate the complexities of their feelings while exploring different aspects of BDSM. As they push boundaries and experiment with new scenes, they must confront t...
"I thought I'd lost you, Iris. I couldn't bear-" "I'm here, Damien. Right here, when I've always been. And always will be." The doctor came in. "I'll step out for a bit. I have to let everyone know that you're okay and you woke up." Once alone, I looked at the doctor. "Tests are good so far. And you've woken up so that's another good sign." I smiled, sitting up. "Any bad news or anything?" "You'll be discharged tomorrow. But we did run some other tests." "I see. Were they mandatory tests or just some tests because you needed to check for something?" "We needed to check for something." "Like what?" "Ms. Edwards, I'm afraid you're pregnant. Don't worry, I didn't let Mr. Ryder." "I'm what?!" "Pregnant, Ms. Edwards." "H-how long?" "Not long actually. Just three weeks. The fall you took from passing out could have caused you to miscarry. But you were lucky." I looked down, moving my hands to my stomach. There was an actual baby growing inside me. "I-I.........." "Ms. Edwards, we can discuss anything you'd like to about keeping or terminating it. But that is solely up to you." "I'll think about it." "Also, Ms. Edwards. The Vasovagal Syncope is back. But you'll have to take your meds again to control it." "Yes, doctor." Damien walked back in. "Hey, what's the news?" I moved my hands of my belly. "Iris has Vasovagal Syncope." "What's that?" "My blood doesn't circulate correctly and I pass out." "I see." "But she'll be back on her meds and normal in no time." "Good." The doctor left and Damien placed a hand on my cheek. "I'll do anything for you, Iris." "I know, Damien. I know." "Well good. Because I have a question for you." "What is it, Damien?" He pulled out a box, smiling. "Will you be my permanent sub, Iris? I should have given you this collar necklace sooner. Please, Iris?" My heart sank at the fact that it wasn't a ring to propose, but I was still very happy.
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"Yes, Damien," I said, still looking at the collar necklace. "I will." "That makes me very happy, Iris. So very happy." He said, before sharing a long passionate kiss with me. The door burst open, revealing an older man and her. "Alright. Who the fuck did it? I'll fuck them up?" "Welcome in, Drina." "Hi, Drina."
