Will Your Love Prevale?

Rose loves pain

"I guess I am the curious type after hearing all my friends coming to this place. I just had to check it out myself, and the receptionist was so nice over the phone. I didn't see any reason not to take her up on the offer." I say out loud. I watch her. She circles me. I shiver, I can feel her gaze just eat me up. I look up at her through my eye lashes. She is wearing a red corset leaving her perky breasts out, hard from the cold air. I move my stare to her legs that are bare but for a pair of shorts that seem to be made out of fish net. Standing here underneath her arousing glare, makes me regret my decision. I flex my arms resisting my restraints. "Dont resist." I hear her say so cold as she takes a fist full of my hair. She flicks open a switch blade -slice- I watch my hair fall to the ground. I could think of a whole bunch of excuses, and reasons on why I like this, or I chose her. But I'm not the type to back out of something I started.
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Rose Loves Pain
A.N: If you are squeamish Around SM or BONDANGE this isn't the story for you. If it is enjoy.🍙
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"Rose?" I continue walking ignoring the call of my friend for many years. "Rose?!? Fucking answer me." I turned around. I showed an annoyed look on my face. Jen looked worried about me. "Rose you haven't been acting yourself. Is anything wrong?" I replied "Jen. Im fine. Im just wanting for us to have a good time. Just to get out of the house." "Ok. As long as your ok."

We walk to the line to order food in the food court of the mall. Moments later I picked a table for two, For me, and jen. My mind feels clouded. My vision focuses and I see Jen waving her hand a few inches from my face. "Rose we have to get going, eveyone is already at my house for the stay over." We get out of the mall, I dont remember much. I haven't been able to keep anything stable lately not a relationship nor myself.

My friends say its from getting out of my abusive relationship. I never noticed the beating, for I always saw it coming. Jim would walk in the house a stager in his steps, and start yelling. I used to see if I could make my bruises into shapes. Or connect the cigarette burns to make constellations on my skin. I thought it was beautiful. But everyone just thought I was sick. Now I don't know what I'm supposed to do.

I'm not good with choices, because I was never given them. I don't have a voice, and now I don't have that one thats dictates my every move. I mean I'm not complaining I enjoyed that feeling. That helpless feeling. I have grown to except that way of thinking and behavior because I was disciplined this way. I miss jim. I miss the beating. I feel so alone.
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I walk up to Jen's ford explorer in a shade of gray. Jen jumps into the drivers sit knowing I can't drive right now at my state. I walk over to the passenger side almost falling and tripping over the sidewalk with my high heels. I pull on the handle of the door. Its locked. I knock on the window to signal its locked. Jens on the phone I can hear shes yelling at the person on the other line. I don't normally pay attention to to Jens personal life like I presume most friends do. But we get along like that.
We just hang out to enjoy each others company. Not gossip about people, not show each other up, but just be civil human being just living life. Nothing special. Jen slows down the car as we begin to pull into her driveway leading to her brick three level house. Her house is already clutered with people, and parked cars. I hear Jen unbluckle her seat belt. "Come in when your ready, and take sometime to enjoy yourself." I shake my head in acknowledgement. I watch her grab her possibility new channel purse, and close the door behind her. I scan her body, and she has a nice one to. I see the hand of her boyfriend cup her butt, and pull her into a slopy kiss. I look away in disgust. Lately I can't stomach a love of other people for I miss my own. I guess I'm a monster.

I take a deep breath, I click my seat belt free. I open the door, and close it with a slam. I walk to the dark oak door, turn the knob, and walk in. I enter to a group of friends I know, and one I know through Jen playing a game of never have I ever. I walk to the fridge, push my chestnut hair out of my face as I lower my gaze to see if Jen has any alcohol beverages in the fridge or freezer.

I grab a limelight, and pop the cap off and take a swig. I walk to the living room to see the progress of the game. "Rose come join us." Said multiple people in the room, the beginning to chant it. I give in to the peer pressure because why not. I sit in the circle next to a woman with beautiful olive skin, and black hair. To my left is the end of the couch. I set my bottle on the side table and rub my hands together ready to play the game. "Ok who starts?"

Jen yells across the room "Why don't you?" Ok. "Ok. Never have I ever smoked cocain and weed at the same time." I look and see only two people take a drink of alcohol. A few rounds go pass as we all begin to get a little fuzzy of alcohol wail some are hammered. I only had put three fingers down for skinny dipping, spending more than $120 dollors at once at a strip club, and lastly having an encounter with someone who was a little to friendly at a bar.

Going around the circle it was then Jens turn. "Never have I gotten Mistress cum." I almost put a finger down then sober up to realize I have no Idea what she's talking about. "Who's mistress?" I hear the room of woman all gasp. I turn red and am flustered for I feel stupid for not knowing something thats seems to be common knowledge. Jen takes me to the back bedroom, and closes the door. "Rose tell me your not that lame that you haven't even gone to a sex warehouse?" I say nothing. "You haven't even gone to the blackhive warehouse mansion? With the famous mistress the company owned by Clico??"

"No, and whats the big deal." Jen looks to blow a fuse. "You know what will help you?" I look at Jen she seems to have an idea based on her expression. "Some fucking mind blowing sex." I take a second. I open my mouth to speak "I don't -" Jen cuts me off "We are going tomorrow no buts. Now go home and get some rest. Oh, also pack a bag for like a week worth of clothes."

Jen then takes me, and basically pushes me out of her house. I turn around still drunk alittle, and flip off Jens house. I then began to walk to the my car that I had left at Jens earlier today.