Northern Stars Are Flaming

River Of Tears From The Pain

FLEETWOODMACISMYLIFE Thank you again <3 

Stevie sighed heavily and went and got some scarves "Are you sure?" She asked, upset herself feeling like Christine was forcing her do something that could really harm her even worse.

"Yes, do it!" Christine sniffled holding her hands up, her wrists together and Stevie tied them together with a scarf.

"I need to move you lower, so I can tie you ankles to the bed posts!" Stevie stammered, wiping tears from her face.

"I cant move, just drag me there!" Christine stammered and Stevie grabbed her ankles and dragged her down. Then she tied her up with the other scarves, trying not to cry more as Christine started whimpering loudly

"Its going to be excruciating, are you sure?" Stevie asked shakily and Christine nodded.

"Please, just get it over with, look at that nice dress of mine you stitched up and fixed!" Christine smiled exhaustedly.

Stevie sighed heavily "Just try to breathe or relax or something, I don't know what to do to help you!" Stevie stated.

"Just rub the coke on me and stitch me up!" Christine shakily stammered, feeling her breathing quicken as she tried to brace herself for even more pain.

Stevie pulled up her own skirt and pulled out a bag of cocaine form her boot, tipping some into her hand then trying to put as much as she could on Christine's injury. Christine yelped and squirmed just as Stevie did that and Stevie was scared stitching her up would kill her. 

"I'm sorry!" Stevie said over and over "Does it felt numb yet?" She asked.

"I don't know, just start, get it done please!" Christine cried and Stevie grabbed the threaded needle and winced as she shoved it through Christine's sensitive entrance, making Christine yell out and gasp, cussing and screaming, tears streaming down her face and  Stevie felt sick "I can stop!" She stated. 

"Don't stop, just keeping going!" Christine whimpered "Think of something else, pretend its not me your stitching!" She panted. 

Stevie tried to listen to her and continued having no real idea what she doing, Christine continued screaming, whimpering and squirming, trying to close her legs and Stevie was glad she had restrained her or the needle may have ended up somewhere it shouldn't go. She suddenly heard Christine's scream cut out and the older blonde go silent.  "Chris?" She called out and then looked up, Christine had clearly passed out from the pain but Stevie worried she had killed her. She panicked and crawled up beside her and checked her breathing and her pulse "I'm so sorry!" Stevie cried and kissed her face softly numerous times "Baby, wake up!" She wept but Christine didn't move, she just looked pale and was her chest was rising and falling at a rapid speed.

Stevie jumped off the bed and raced over to the phone, dialling the home doctor that had come when she had a flu, she fumbled about and found the number and was soon talking and saying she needed urgent help "What's the issue Miss Nicks?" The doctor asked.

"Christine needs stitches!" Stevie stated "She tried to make me do, but now she has fainted, its urgent, please!"

"Alright, how bad is this?" 

"Just get here now, please!" Stevie begged hysterical and the doctor said he was on his way. Stevie paced the room, feeling sicker, she tried to put another stitch in Christine while she waited but she felt bad and worried she was giving her lasting damage so she stopped and was worried more Christine didn't wake up yet.

Stevie heard the car arrive and ran down stairs 'Thank you for coming!" She said as she opened the door and looked at the doctor.

"Where is she?" He asked following Stevie into the house.

"Upstairs in bed!" Stevie replied "Quick, she isn't waking up and I'm worried I did the stitches wrong!" Stevie sniffled.

"How bad is this, where did she need stitches?" The doctor asked confused following Stevie upstairs and into the bedroom, then he stopped in the doorway gasping in shock  "What the hell?" He exclaimed seeing Christine tied up spread eagle on the bed.

"She made me try to stitch her up, she was scared to go anywhere!" Stevie stammered "Please help her, its really bad, I started stitching her but she passed out , you have to help her!"

"Why is she needing stitches down there, women only need that kind of stitches after giving birth or being sexually assaulted!"

Stevie chewed on her bottom lip "Her and her husband got really kinky and this happened to her!" Stevie stated "She was too scared to go anywhere, please fix her!"

"How could this happen, she is tied up too?" He exclaimed.

"BDSM!" Stevie replied and he shook his head "Your a doctor, just stitch her up and check her, please!" Stevie begged him.