The Blood Angel: A Contemporary Gothic Romance by Tia Fanning

Author:Tia Fanning [Fanning, Tia & Fanning, Tia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Fanning, Mason & McKee, LLC
Published: 2023-05-31T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

When the bell chimed, I found myself downstairs at the dining table without any recollection of how I got there. I was dressed in my usual white gown. I was “plugged,” and I felt myself blush. The heavy weight told me it was metal. Since I didn’t remember him doing it, I could only imagine the ick factor of him cleaning me up and inserting that thing.

Gah.

Lord, why didn’t you let me die?

So embarrassing.

I didn’t care that he was a doctor.

Speaking of…

Sitting next to me, the overqualified butler—now changed into a dry outfit—had set up the tablet to begin his lessons. He also provided a notebook, a pen, and a pencil. He pushed a glass of water over—one of three.

He wrote a note: “To replace the fluids you lost during your stimulations, so you do not dehydrate.”

Grrreaaat.

At least there was food: fresh fruit and a muffin. I was hungry.

The rest of the morning went fast, and I completed my first class in sign language. The butler was a great teacher. He showed me my name as Angel, but then he gave me a special pet name for just the two of us, he explained. Dolly.

When he left to make lunch, I took a break from the tablet to stretch my legs. I wandered into the sitting room and found the master sitting in his chair before the fire, reading another vintage book. The title looked to be in Latin.

Remembering the first day, I knelt at his feet. He immediately closed his book. “Yes, Angel?”

“Are you still going to punish me tonight?”

“Yes, I will still be correcting you.”

“May I ask why you bother with me at all?”

“Because you are mine to bother with.”

“But that was not always the case.”

“It was. We simply did not know it yet.”

This is not romantic, I told myself. This is some obsessive stalker bullshit. Yet, I still laid my head on his leg, feeling grateful for him. I didn’t know why. He caressed my hair. And for a few minutes, it felt like love.

But the butler came back to get me for lunch.

“Are you coming?” I asked the gentleman.

“Unfortunately, no. I must still tend to some things, and I want you to get into a routine that does not include me.”

I nodded my understanding as he helped me to my feet. He stood with me and kissed my forehead gently. We were so intimate together without us having sex. I didn’t know if I should be flattered or concerned. What was he waiting for?

The butler led me away to the dining room. Because he didn’t eat with me, I used the pencil to rough sketch in the back of the notebook. Maybe after lunch, I would spend time in the conservatory and redraw the image I had in mind.

I was trying to imagine what my pussy looked like after receiving multiple orgasms. I knew enough about anatomy to draw my hands holding my legs back, but I had never really studied my own labia during periods of arousal.

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