Chapter Five
The Name
I had gotten so close. So close.
I drifted through a mental fog for I don’t how many days as my ass and p***y recovered. Tried to make like a normal person; went outside, had dinner, even took in a movie or two, but I couldn’t remember any of the details. Vague people shapes drifted in front of and around me. Voices spoke in troubled dreams and I answered back, but what we talked of I did not know. The only thing that I understood was their accusatory tone, of a sense of betrayal and my own guilt. And as my bruises turned color the creeping hunger of leather slowly consumed me, took over all my thoughts, and offered a veiled promise that if I would return, just one more time to that shadowy world, I might find the answers I sought. But I didn’t need any pledge - I
