Kisha moaned and opened her eyes. She instantly closed them against the bright light but one look around was enough for her to realize she was in a hospital room. She slowly opened her eyes back up and gingerly touched her ribs. She could feel the bandaging beneath the thin hospital gown. She sighed. She was going to be in a world of pain for a bit while her ribs healed.
The sound of soft snoring could be heard from a little ways down the bed from her head. There, sitting beside her, looking like he'd been up all night, was her sub Jason. Loyal to the end and determined to see she was ok. He was strong but, even the strongest of men have to sleep eventually.
His shoulders slowly rose and fell, showing his breathing was long and deep, his slumber being one that he would not awaken from easily.
Kisha's gaze softened. Her plan to test his honesty had not gone as planned. She had only wanted proof that he had meant those words. She had truly believed Mario, who had never failed her before, would help. She fought back the bitterness that rose in her heart as she thought how he had lied to her and then hurt her in anger. It had been rape that Mario committed for she had not willingly had sex with him. Even when he had punched her repeatedly in the ribs and screamed at her to say she liked his cock in her, she had refused. It wasn't true. She had not enjoyed it nor his body on top of hers.
Jason sighed gently in his sleep, quietly muttering about Mario. A smirk was still plastered across his face however, as he remembered blasting Mario.
In his dreams he idly wondered whether Mario would make it out of there alive, and if so, when their next 'play date' would be.
Kisha grunted and moaned a little in pain when she swung her legs around the side of the bed. She really had to use the bathroom. She stood and felt the room spin. She gasped and grabbed at the bed to keep from falling over.
The noise of her movements and the sudden shaking of the bed, jolted Jason out of his sleep. He looked around bewildered a moment and yawned while looking at Kisha and asking.
"Mistress what are you doing out of bed? You're not well."
Kisha had to fight the urge to roll her eyes. Men! Always thinking women were too delicate to do anything.
"For your information I'm heading for the bathroom. And I feel fine!" she snapped and straightened only quickly hunch over again to keep the room from swimming.
Jason gave her a look that she had given him many times before. "Yeah right and the pope's a Buddhist. I'll help you and I'm not taking no for an answer." He rose from his chair and slipped his arms around her waist, letting her lean on him for support.
Kisha wanted to object but then thought better of it. "Ok." They made it to the bathroom and she was never so happy in life to be able to sit down. Her legs felt like rubber and her head was pounding.
Jason softly stroked her cheek and looked her in the eyes to make sure she would be ok. "If you need anything, anything at all, even someone to wipe your perfect ass, just call me ok?"
She stuck out her tongue at him. "Out, Jason," she said firmly.
He smirked and nodded, gently kissing her before turning and leaving the room to wait patiently outside.
She used the bathroom as quickly as she could and then washed her hands. She knocked on the door. "I'm ready to get back in bed."
Jason couldn't help himself this time and answered back as he opened the door. "Who's bed, yours or mine? I promise to be gentle."
He winked to show he was merely joking and smiled.
"How about a new one and a different state?" she countered as she leaned on him as he helped her back to the bed. She crawled in and cursed her weakness as she realized how hurt she really was.
Jason gently drew the covers up over Kisha and pushed a few stray strands of hair out of her face. "Don't feel bad about what happened. Mario is a snake, even experts get bitten on occasion. But just you know that I'm never going to leave you Mistress. Not ever."
"Oh, Jason. It's not that." she stopped and looked away out the window.
Jason sat down beside Kisha's bed and gently took Kisha's hand, cradling it in his own big mitts. "Then what is it? I'm worried about you."
"What I'm about to say is going to be the only time I say this so you'd better remember. I'm sorry for trying to set up a way to test to see if you were being truthful about your feelings."
He responded with a soft kiss to the centre of the back of her hand and a quiet, almost jovial voice. "Kisha, you don't need to be sorry. If you hadn't then...well lets just say I wouldn't have gotten to play with Mario."
Kisha frowned then slapped his hand hard enough to sting. "That was stupid of you! Do you realize what he will do? You have let him temporarily win and then what will happen is he'll have you thrown in jail or something."
A wicked grin formed on Jason's face as he looked at Kisha. He never did have a very good poker face. "Well if I do he'll be coming with me and then I get to play with him, all day everyday..."
She sighed in exasperation. "Fine don't take me serious but you'll see."
Jason smirked and teasingly tongued Kisha's fingertip like a clit. "That assuming he didn't bleed to death. I believe I hit an artery in his leg."
Kisha snatched her fingers back. "Jason, for once, be serious!" she snapped, finally losing patience with his antics.
Jason raised an eyebrow, a sadistic grin still plastered across his face. There was something different about him, something in his eyes, like he was a wild man of the plains. "And who says I'm not?"
She wasn't sure what to make of him now. Their relationship had changed and she wasn't sure if it were for better or worse. "Jason, I just wanted you to know that," but she didn't get to finish for the phone by the bed started ringing. Sighing in frustration she jerked it up. "Kisha," she snapped curtly but then her expression changed from one of anger to fear and then to a neutral expression.
Jason raised his eyebrow once more, however it was in curiosity and he looked at Kisha and softly asked. "Who is it?"
She didn't answer him at first and her gaze slid from him to the wall behind him. "No, I understand perfectly. Yes, yes I know that!" she snapped. She grew quiet again. "Yes, I will be there. You have my word." Tight lipped she put the phone back on the hook and let out a shaky sigh. Rubbing at her eyes she swung her legs over the side of the bed.
"We have to leave. We can't stay any longer. There's business we have to take care of."
Jason gently, yet firmly stopped her and looked into her eyes. "No. Firstly because you need rest, secondly because you haven't told me what's going on, and thirdly because you need REST."
Jason's face was stony, clearly indicating he wasn't going to budge on the rest issue.
"As much as I'd like to let you act the part of the boss, you're not. I am. And I will and can leave without your permission. I was afraid that this was happen if you ever lost your temper around Mario and his gang and now I'm being called to the floor because of it. So excuse me if I don't seem inclined to listen to anything you're saying at the moment!"
Kisha jerked her arm free of his hand and hobbled around him toward her clothes.
Jason gripped Kisha's arm again and turned her toward him. "What do you mean called to the floor?"
"Did you honestly thing that with all the people you've met and all the places we've been and the structure that is in place, that I was the head boss? Sweetheart we have an invisible hierarchy going on and I'm just another chain in the link. There are higher links and those links aren't happy. When you fucked with Mario, you pissed them off and now I'm about to pay for it."
Jason held Kisha in place. "No you won't. I'm sick of other people being punished for my mistakes. That's why I left home in the first place. I'm responsible, I'll take the blame."
His eyes softened as he stepped close to her, his voice almost trembling. "I won't let them hurt you against your will again Kisha, not while I still breath."
She caressed his face. "You are a stubborn lad aren't you?" She whispered. "Look, they won't hurt me. They want to talk. And when they say they want to talk that is all they do. However if they had said, "we're going to have a discussion," then I'd know that I was going to be getting some pain and some other type of punishment."
Jason closed his eyes a moment and gently nuzzled into Kisha's hand. "You'll have to take me with you, because in your condition you'll never get past the nurses."
"Fine but you will keep your mouth shut or they will shut it permanently. They don't kid around Jason so keep a hold of your temper and follow my lead. Do you understand?" she said firmly, some of her old tone creeping in.
A slight smirk crept across Jason's face as he nodded. "Of course, Mistress Kisha. It's good to hear the old tone again. It's been a while."
"Don't mistake my feelings toward you as softness. I may be hurt but I can still put your ass down that floor," she stated grimly as she slid into her pants and shirt. She didn't bother with her underwear or bra. "Go get the nurse and tell her I'm ready to check out."
He nodded once more, with a slight bow added for playful sophistication. "Of course Mistress."
