Dreamed Into Life

[Nathaniel]

"She enjoys penetrating me. Do you have such a device? I can procure one if necessary."

[Illianna]

"No thankyou. I don't think I could bring myself to even if I had one..... you said she hits you, is it lightly or hard?" I can bear a blow but fear for my child should it be hard and careless

[Nathaniel]

"Typically hard, though it varies."

[Illianna]

I look this fine man over and my heart skips a beat. How could anyone harm such a gentle creature? I gather my boldness and stand. "Remove your clothing." I order calmly. I need to know if she's marked him if he's hiding injuries under his fine garment. I need to be sure he's safe!

[Nathaniel]

Nathaniel nods, and, pulling back, begins to sensually, erotically, untie his silk fabric. He turns his back as it falls to the floor; his back is covered with faint scars, bruises, hickies, and a bit of rope burn. Then he looks over his shoulder, coquettishly peeking out from under his auburn hair, and he winks before he turns to face her. His package is tied up with a bit of ribbon, already at half-mast, ready and waiting for her; his front is much like his back, with old scars, bruises, and hickies. 

[Illianna]

My heart drops at the marks. "Lay on your stomach please" I say gently my fingers tracing up his delicate spine. Once he is settled I place both hands firmly on his back and allow myself to open my spirit as my gran thought me. I can feel him tense as I run my hands over him. "I can't change the scars but this should heal the newer damage" I say to sooth him before I beguin to sing. It's not a spell but it does help me focuse.

"Spin and weave spin and weave like the spider spin and weave in my net what will you see when my workings done? Someone's broken flesh and bone Medicaine is harsh and cold time to warm the works soul as the spinning starts. Spin and weave spin and weave like the spider spin and weave in my web what will you be when the healings done."

"There" I say gently opening my eyes and seeing the bruises healed and the blisters gone. "All better" I smile  sitting next to him on the bed.

[Nathaniel]

But he doesn't look pleased. "You have my thanks," he says quietly, bowing before her from his seat. 

[Illianna]

"She likes the marks doesn't she." I say softly relizing too late I've put him in danger

[Nathaniel]

"Yes, my lady."

[Illianna]

"I'm sorry" my voice quavers tires springing to my eyes, I swallow hard. "If she is angry let it be with me. If she is displeased let it be on my head. You will not suffer for my foolishness. If you are ever injured in away you cannot bear please come to me." I say placing my hand on his cheek

[Nathaniel]

"Oh!" he says, startled. "My lady, do not fear on my account. I am.... you do not understand. Please, it is no trouble at all. I am one who enjoys suffering in the bedroom."

[Illianna]

"I'm not sure I understand"

[Nathaniel]

"Forgive me, I am explaining poorly. The mistress enjoys hurting others as part of sex, and I enjoy being hurt."

[Illianna]

"Oh... so this is enjoyable to you to be hurt?" I can understand liking to hurt people. My father is never soon as when he has someone in the dungones.... Still that you could LIKE to be hurt is new.

[Nathaniel]

"Yes, my lady. With that knowledge, do you wish to hurt me?"