”He left and my mind instantly went back to Masha. I remembered a couple of retired Marines who owed me some favors and decided I would make some ca...ls once I got settled in.The Corporal came back with the nurse and I asked, “My back hurts like hell, how about something for pain?”She checked my chart and said, “Sorry Sgt. Reynolds, you’re not due for any pain pills for another two hours.”I really was suffering so I tried another way, “Well, how about a shot then.”She said, “If we return to. They’ll be disgusted of course???Ohhh, yes,? I coo, the deliciously humiliating scene playing itself out on the stage of my mind’s x-rated theater of the absurd.?Men will want to beat the shit out of you or they’ll want to rape your ass and mouth—or all three.?I promise not to wash my face all day, to tell him the reactions I get—or imagine I’m getting. And I will, even if there is no reaction at all. It’s all part of the game, the prayer, if you will.Squatting there on my high-heels, his cock. .. and waited.“Is there something you want me to say?” I asked.“Uh ... no. I think you’re one of the few collared persons that has come here that hasn’t told her doctor her Sponsor wanted her emancipated.”“That would be a lie,” I said. “Master wants no such thing.”“Yes, it would, but it’s a common one we hear often. We’ve come to expect it.”“Perhaps I might want emancipation myself, but my Sponsor doesn’t want it. What point is there to lie? Somehow you’d know that I was lying and would have to. She makes a phone call. "Roger is here. He's sick. He probably felt too bad to call and tell you he wouldn't be in."Yeah, I'll call when I have a better idea of how long he'll be out. Bye."I guess if she knows I missed work and didn't call in, she wouldn't be stupid enough to bring a lover home. She walks over and runs her hand through my hair. "Poor baby." Aaaa. Stop. It hurts." What can I get you?" Something to drink." Have you had anything? Can you keep it down?" I'm nauseous but I haven't.