Fleur III: Suffer Club

Fleur woke up in the middle of the night. For a second she was disoriented, but she quickly remembered where she was. She was on her back in a comfortable bed in a sparsely lit and unfamiliar room. When she tried to turn on her side to get a better look around, she noticed that she wasn’t in as much discomfort as she thought she’d be.

“Where’s my phone?” she asked out loud to herself.

“Ah, you’re awake, good!”

David’s voice came from across the room. It startled Fleur a little. He put down the laptop he was working on and turned up a warm and pleasantly dim light as his guest sat up in bed.
“Just take it easy, you should rest,” he said. “You may not feel it now, but that’s just the painkillers I gave you.”

Fleur folded back her sheet and blanket and found that her chest was bandaged all around her breasts. She was otherwise naked. She looked down and then up at David, who had moved over to her bedside.

“How bad is it?” she wondered. “Did I lose a lot of blood? How long was I out?”

“You’ve been sleeping for a couple of hours now. It’s almost 2 am,” David replied. “What can I say about blood… it always looks worse than it actually is. I washed quite a bit off your breasts and stomach, but it wasn’t excessive, even when I pulled all the pins out. I think your breasts will be sore and swollen for a bit while they deal with the damage from the pins and burns. I disinfected your skin and applied an antibacterial cream before putting on the bandages. You will have to keep it clean and protected. Can I get you anything? A drink?”

“Yes, thank you,” Fleur replied. “A soda, please, any kind.”

“Your phone is here,” David said as he reached over to the nightstand on Fleur’s right side. He handed her the device.

“You check your phone while I get your drink. I’ll be right back.”

Fleur immediately saw that she had not yet received any message from her boyfriend, but there was one from Dominika. Of course the mistress wanted to know if Fleur had made a decision on her proposal. Frustrated by the situation at home, she sent a message to Dom accepting the arrangement, asking for a few weeks to arrange things in Amsterdam.

Immediately after sending the message, Fleur felt a sense of calm coming over her. Maybe the time for a change had been long overdue. She suddenly realized that Dom enchanted her way more than she’d care to admit before. She was determined to see how far she could take this new relationship by showing her utter devotion and unconditional compliance to her new mistress’ every request.

After a few minutes David returned with the soda. Fleur put her phone down when he came in and handed her her drink.

“When will you develop the photos?” she asked after taking a sip.

“Tomorrow morning,’ he replied, “But don’t worry about that now. Just get some rest, you should have enough painkillers in your system to sleep through the night and then some. I hope you can get some sleep. I’ll be down the hall to the left if you need me. Goodnight.”

“Thank you for the good care,” she said. “Goodnight.”