Black Light: Brave by Smith Maren

Author:Smith, Maren
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 978-1-947559-19-6
Publisher: Black Collar Press
Published: 2020-03-10T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

The Greyhound pulled into the penitentiary parking lot and half the passengers got off. Pulling her coat in close around her, Puppy cast a frown at the gray skies and shivered. The forecast had been calling for snow anywhere from here on up through the weekend. She believed it, too. The air hurt it was so cold. Slipping her hands into her coat pockets, she fell into silent step behind Pony, who wove her way through the parked cars to the front steps of the building, and then into the prison. She kept her head held high and her back straight, as regal now as ever she had been on any given play night at Black Light. Looking at her though, it was hard for Puppy to see anything but the harness wounds she’d dressed that morning and the boniness of the ribs she’d counted as she did it.

She looked gaunt. Even her skin looked too thin, too pale, showing the blue roadmap of veins just underneath. Earlier that morning, standing in front of their bathroom mirror as she’d washed her face and brushed her hair, Puppy had tried to see herself as that thin too. But she wasn’t. Carlson and his three-meals-per-day-or-else regimen had seen to that. Oh, she was still thin, but where Pony’s face seemed downright skeletal, Puppy was now just… angular. Her cheekbones were a little too sharp, but her face didn’t look too hollow. Not like Pony’s did.

Puppy stifled a sigh as she put her name on the registry of visitors. She didn’t want to be here. She didn’t want to know what Carlson would say if he knew she’d come here, even though she told herself over and over it was only to keep Pony from getting hurt. She really didn’t want to hear what Ethen would say about all the times she’d left the house without Pony, or about how much weight she’d put on, how she now looked fat, how she was cheating, how every single thing she did piled up on this mountain of disobedience that she had built since he’d gone to prison, and how Pony should now be punished for it.

And Pony would do it. Because Pony was an idiot.

Following Pony to two chairs set within easy reach of where the line would form as soon as they were called, Puppy sat down beside her feeling horrible. Guilt for just thinking such a traitorous thing gnawed at her. Knowing it would make her feel better, she opened her backpack, pulled out the notebook Carlson had given her, and started writing. She’d had it almost a week now and she loved it. Writing lines might be a punishment, but it felt soothing. It hurt her fingers, depending on how long she did it, but it was a way of feeling close to Carlson when she couldn’t be with him physically. It had very quickly become an outlet, a way to shut out the overwhelming stress of whatever situation she was currently in and just focus on making her Dom happy.

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