Until the Sky Falls

"I believe you'll go far."

Monday 5th December, 2005

Bouvier Apartment

11:30 PM

Marly

"Master...help me..." I moan searing pain jolting through my body. I writhe against the restraints on my wrists as I feel the burning lick of the whip against my back. I whine in desperation, body tensing, waiting for the lash to come down once more. I feel a rush of air close to my groin and just as the flogger connects...

"Marly...Marly...wake up, cherie, wake up..." A strong, yet gentle hand shook my shoulder. "Hun..." His deep voice roused me from my dream and I whimpered as my eyelids flickered open.

"Pierre." I blinked blearily gazing into soft brown eyes. He smiled kindly and gently stroked my cheek. Then he pressed his lips to my forehead. I breathed in slow, letting it out in a rush.

"It's just a dream..." Pierre murmured reassuringly. I leaned into his chest and closed my eyes tight.

"It was so real..." I trembled. He rubbed my side slowly, massaging his strong digits into the tight muscles. I relaxed at his touch and sighed opening my eyes again to look up at him. His dark eyes were warm, soft. I looked down but he caught hold of my chin and tilted it back up.

"Don't look down, you don't have to do that anymore."

I felt my cheeks go pink. Swallowing hard, I shifted so my back was pressed against his firm chest. That way I didn't have to look directly into his face.

Pierre sighed above me. "Little one..." His deep voice sounded tired.

"I'm sorry, Pierre...I just...I'm still not used to all this."

"I know." He heaved his body over so he was facing me his left leg resting over mine. He cradled my cheek in his large hand. "Look at me."

I obediently lifted my eyes to his. Even though I was no longer, legally a submissive I still reacted in the way I was used to.

Pierre smiled at my compliance. "Marly, you don't have to be so quick to react...hun you're not a sub..."

"I know that," I laughed. "Guess it's just a habit..."

He stroked my cheek lightly. "Yeah? Well...I must admit...I do like it," Pierre grinned then kissed me softly on the mouth. "Go back to sleep..."

I smirked slightly deciding to test the waters, as was my wont now that I was no longer a slave. "No. Don't want to."

Pierre chuckled and nuzzled into my neck causing laughter to bubble up inside me. His shorn hair rubbed against my delicate skin and I moaned softly.

"Pierre...don't do that..."

"Then go to sleep." I could detect a hint of command in his voice. Even Pierre was still getting used to the idea that I no longer 'belonged' to him, at least in the original sense. After all, it had only been several months since he signed the papers procuring my freedom. I shivered at his tone and looked into his eyes.

He smiled. "You'll be bloody tired tomorrow if you don't..."

I giggled. That brought a frown to Pierre's face and I abruptly stopped and lowered my eyes.

"Marly..."

"Sorry...going to sleep," I whispered as I shuffled closer against him and closed my eyes. His deep chuckle was the last sound to reach my ears as I drifted off to sleep.