Chapter 33: Chapter 33

I moved my legs while he was undoing the handcuffs. I placed my legs together and under the pillows. I wanted to rub at them but waited to see what Diego was going to do next. I didn’t know how I felt about all of this. I just didn’t feel like I could be close to him right now. I was quiet. It felt great to have my hands back and then I started to sit up. He took both of my wrists and looked at them. I guess he was checking that there were no marks. He rubbed at them but he never looked at me. He placed my wrists on top of the pillow. He moved around and caught one of my legs. “Sit down Fio. I need to look at your ankles. I did as he said. I didn’t know if we were playing BDSM or not. He kneeled and started to rub my ankles. I could see that I had a rim of redness. He got up and went to the chest and took out a lotion. He poured a handful and applied it on my ankles. I only stared at him, but he never saw my face. It didn’t occur to me why he wouldn’t look at me. When he finally finished, he kneeled in front of me, and then he looked at me. I just stared back at him. He was reading my face. “Fio, how do you feel.” He said. He had always said to say the truth. “Tired and achy,” I said. I didn’t give him a hint of how I was feeling. He lifted himself from the floor. “Lie down Fio.” He said a bit demanding. I did what he told me. I didn’t bother to move the pillows. “Up Fio” I did what he said. He removed the pillows I just rolled over. He put the pillows and the chest back into the closet. When did he buy all of these things, I remember telling him to order, that in truth I didn’t know what we would use. I didn’t even want to look into his chest. I didn’t bother to move. I wasn’t unless he told me he wanted me to. I felt him get on the bed and he pulled me towards him. I didn’t bother to turn. I just closed my eyes. In truth, I didn’t know how to feel. His lips were close to my ear. “Fio, I know you are probably hurt and confused, but you need to understand that this is the way it will have to be. You will have to be that way too. You’ll soon be doing this to me too.” He said. I didn’t know whether I could even try to do what he did. I know I didn’t have the possibility of spanking him at least not as hard as he did. “Fio” I didn’t answer. He turned me around to face him, but I wouldn’t budge. So he did the next thing, he jumped over me and fit himself in front of me. I was about to turn away but he held me and kissed me. I didn’t pull away I just allowed him to kiss me. I melted into him. Diego could do that to me and I hated that it did. “Fio, I'm sorry. Do you remember when I said that sometimes you would want to be apart from me when we started this well this was what I was talking about?” I nodded. “Tell me Diego, how many women have you done this to?” I saw his look and knew he wasn’t ready to share that information. The only reason I knew that look was because I wasn’t ready to share my tragedies with anyone. But I knew this was different. So I said the word that he always told me. “Trust” He looked at me and thought about it for a while. “I’ve practiced this with two other women, I had guidance through Fio.” “Guidance?” “Yes, my uncle.” “He was with you when you did this.” “Yes” Oh shit I didn’t want to know but I knew Diego would tell me he had this habit of speaking more than he needed to. “He was the one that got me into this. He even used some of the women that were his submissive for me to practice.” Oh, God and I had just had unprotected sex with Diego. “How many were they.” “Fio, maybe we shouldn’t talk about this.” “Diego, I need to know.” I said. “I’ve had around four,” he said. “Four, but you said five the other time we spoke about this. “Yes, but one of them didn’t count Fio.” I didn’t want to know so I didn’t ask and he didn’t say anything else. So I possibly slept with five and maybe one of those probably had some sort of disease. AIDS hadn’t crossed my mind I had always been careful and with Diego, I had allowed myself to be swept away with his seduction of BDSM. I closed my eyes and placed my head to his. I knew I was screwed and I didn’t mean that literally. I was screwed. I opened my eyes. ‘What time is it?” I asked him. “It’s five in the morning.” He said. I kissed him and he kissed me back. I felt our kisses begin to grow, but I just knew that I didn’t want Diego to fuck me. I stopped the kiss before I gave in and just snuggled under his head. I was tired, bone tired. I fell asleep right away.

I didn’t know what time it was that I started to feel sick. I knew I couldn’t do it in front of him. All I wanted was my home. I looked around the room it was already a day out so I figured it was morning or afternoon. With Diego, I would lose a sense of time that was for sure. I quietly climbed off the bed. I was glad that Diego was sleeping on the other side of the bed and thankfully he wasn’t so close so as not to feel me move. I carefully got off the bed. The bed made a shrieking sound and I cringed and looked back but Diego was still facing the other way and quietly snoring. I looked down to find my pants. I didn’t want to use the same shirt twice so I went into his closet and took out one of his t-shirts. When I started dressing I could feel that my entire body was hurting. I have had hangovers before but nothing quite like this. I was beginning to feel sick to my stomach but didn’t want to throw up in his bathroom. I knew he would hear me. I just had to be away from Diego so that I could process what happened between us and everything he had revealed. Carefully I opened the door with my clothe and shoes in hand. I tried to get dress without falling over. I managed to put on my pants but decided not to button them. I forgot the bra and just slipped on the t-shirt. As I did, I felt the pain from the scratch I had. It was unbearable. I wanted to take off the t-shirt and go topless but knew I couldn’t do that. I would have to endure. Quietly I opened the front door and I could tell that the weather had changed it was much cooler than I had thought it would be. I regretted not wearing socks or shoes. I locked the bottom knob and closed it quietly behind. I started to walk to my home as quickly as I could. I felt I wasn’t going to make it, but I didn’t want anyone seeing me hurl on the sidewalk. When I reached my stairs, I hated them that instant. Why had the townhouse have stairs? I thought to myself. I climbed each stair and it felt like each step was gravity and I was being pulled down. Once up I was glad I had reached my door. I started to look into my pockets but forgot I didn’t have my keys. I started to knock hoping that the girls were already up or hoping that they hadn’t left. As I did I heard the door open the only problem was that it wasn’t my door. It was Fred. I couldn’t deal with Fred, not today. But to my surprise, it wasn’t Fred that came out it was Maria. I looked at her but I wasn’t stunned. “So we both caught an all-nighter or should I say morning.” She said. I mustered all my willpower of not throwing up and said “Yes”. I managed to say. “I am glad I got to meet you. You sang so beautifully yesterday. I didn’t know you were a singer.” She asked. “I am not, I am a teacher,” I said. “I think you’re in the wrong profession. Think about changing. You had the crowd going and not to mention the men. I knew you already had three of them chasing around you but others seemed interesting, but when you were with that guy that reminded me of Orlando Bloom well you could see he wasn’t about to let anyone close to you. That kicker well he was hot too. He liked you and then he sang with you. Wow, I could see you together. When the song ended I really thought he was going to tell the guy off but he didn’t I know he exchanged words and then he left. I was about to go to my condo when I saw him. He had his phone out and it looked like he was texting. You are one lucky girl. Well I’ll see you around and thanks for the introduction.” She said and passed me. I quickly wanted to know the time. “Maria, do you know what time it is?” I asked her. “Yeah, it’s eight in the morning.” She said. “Thanks” I continued knocking on the door. Fuck it was eight, here I thought I had slept more no wonder I was feeling shitty. I kept on knocking, I needed the bathroom. “Open up, it’s me.” I said. “Fio” it was Melba’s voice. She unlocked the door and when she opened it she looked shocked. “What’s wrong you look sick.” She said concerned. “I feel sick.” I didn’t have time to say anymore. I ran to the bathroom and puked my brains out. I don’t know how long I was doing just so. I didn’t even hear the door to the bathroom open. I didn’t even know that someone had come in and was holding me now. I couldn’t talk but I didn’t want anyone near me. I felt hands pulling my hair away, but I didn’t know whose. “Fio drinks this” that person handed me water. That voice I recognized that voice. When did Diego get here or was I in his place? I was so disoriented that I didn’t even know. My body ached. He helped me up to the basin and he began to clean me up. I felt such like a child. He took off my shirt and handed me one. I hadn’t noticed that Melba was in the room as well. “Let’s take her to the hospital.” He told her. “Don’t want to go to the hospital.” I said. “Yes you need to get that cut looked at and you need that tetanus shot.” He said. “It’s not a request Fio.” I didn’t have the strength to argue. “I need a bra.” I said to Melba. “You can’t wear one.” Diego informed me. I looked at him. “The scratch is a lot redder now and tenders it will only hurt you.” Melba left and came back with a jacket. I took it. I need both of you to give me a minute. Diego looked unsure but both Melba and Diego went out. I felt crappy. I used the bathroom but what I needed was a shower. I decided on one. I undressed and went directly into it. I placed the water as hot as I possibly could stand it. I was a bit wobbly but I managed to hold myself by placing both hands on the wall. I had tried to turn around and have the water cascade through my back but even the water hurt my infected scratch I couldn’t take it. So I opted on placing my hands on the wall facing the water and having it drip down my back. I took some shampoo and began to wash my hair as well as my body. I didn’t want to be smelling of sex when I was in the hospital. The door opened and there stood Diego. I was glad I had finished showering because he didn’t look quite happy about my decision. In my case, I didn’t care. I turned off the water and grabbed a towel, but he was right there to help me. I didn’t like being treated like a baby. He helped me dry myself off and placed my robe on me. I didn’t complain or argue. I just let him. “You know you can’t prolong it, we are still going to the hospital.” I don’t know what he saw. Did I look that bad? I didn’t have the strength to argue. I left the bathroom and went into my room. “Melba, I called out.” She came right away. “help me, please.” I said. Melba was pushed by Diego. Diego didn’t seem happy about it. I stood there for a moment and felt that I couldn’t hold on. What was wrong with me. I knew that a scratch couldn’t make me feel this bad. “I need to sit.” I said to Diego who was helping me stand. He quickly placed me on the bed. “Melba my underwear drawer is there. I pointed, my sweat pants on the bottom drawer and I think I need a new shirt. Melba brought my underwear and some socks and everything else I asked for. The awkwardness was that I had to get dress. I sat with my robe on. I wanted both of them gone. “I’ll help her.” The words came from Diego. Melba perched her eyebrow at him. “It’s okay, Melba he already knows my anatomy better than I do.” Melba left the room. I was hoping that she wasn’t upset with me. I was out of the room in less than five minutes. Diego was quick to help me dress. The thing was that I hated that he wouldn’t allow me to do it myself. I knew once I felt better that was going to have to stop. Melba was already ready with the purse in hand. She had taken the opportunity to comb her hair and get some other clothing on. “Melba you don’t have to come, I would want you there but I know you’re tired. You’ve done so much for me already.” “I won’t leave you alone, Fio I am the only person who’s watched out for you.” True Melba had been there through everything, my nephew, my mother and even when my sister took off and left. Diego had me close to him but I was starting to feel claustrophobic. I can try to walk on my own just be near in case. “Not even Fio.” “You don’t understand Diego I feel trapped.” Diego looked stunned. I don’t know if he misunderstood. I didn’t want him thinking any other way. “Like if I can’t breathe or something.” “Then we need to go now.” He said and started to urge me forward. Melba opened the door and both Diego and I walked out. I was thankful for my friend. She closed up and joined us quickly. The thing was I didn’t think I had the strength for the stairs, but I didn’t have time to think about it. Diego picked me up and carried me down. I looked to see if anyone was watching. I hated people to think I was an invalid. Melba had the truck keys and handed them to Diego. They opened the truck door and led me inside through the passenger, he waited for Melba to enter and then he closed it. I scooted myself so that Melba had enough room for herself. Diego got in the truck and he began to drive to the hospital. I laid my head against my friend taking comfort for everything she had done for me. “It’ll be okay.” She said. “I know I have you don’t I.” Melba just smiled. “Where is your son?” “With his no-good father, couldn’t keep him this weekend, courts order.” "Ah.." I said, and off we went to the hospital.