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Before long they were once more coupled. She was
ready and short fused and hardly noticed that this time he was firmly
planted in her rear hole. Again the perfectly timed spray of hot semen
lifted her orgasm and left her shaking with pleasure.
The payment for the pleasure was more pain and work and still more pain.
The days went by and most of them found her screaming in agony as he
pushed her ever harder. She was whipped and crucified and hung from her
toes and thumbs. She suffered strappido and impalement. The booger swing
taught her new levels of misery. Locked for hours in a cage too small to
stand sit or lay and made of bars that dug into her flesh as she waited
for the torment to end. She was frozen and baked and denied food and
water.
She fought for air as the noose slowly killed her. Trial followed trial
and torture followed torture. Then there were the golden times when he
made love to her. She noticed that it usually happened just after a
rougher that normal time and often it was all that kept her going, that
and the prize she was working so hard to earn.
Then it was over. Her month was up. She had lost track of the days.
Overpowered by the onslaught of grief and agony that had ruled her life.
She was awakened by breakfast in bed and a slow gentle loving. A hot bath
while he washed her like a child and a seat in the warm sun. She had made
it this far and she sensed he was going to tell her something important.
"Sue, you have done better than I had dared to hope. You are as ready as
any woman I have ever trained. You still must pass but it is well within
your powers to do so. It will be hard and painful and there is a price in
agony and suffering but you can do, just remember what you have already
been through and what is to be earned and it all will be yours. Stay tough
and hang in there. Now I must tell you things you may not wish to believe
but I promise every word is true."
"I am a wizard. Or a warlock, a witch, mage, magician, or what ever other
name you wish to call one who works real magic. And there is such a thing
as real magic, never doubt it for a second. There are things that you have
never dreamed about, things that you thought were only tales or myths or
just stories. I'm older than you would ever guess and I have friends that
come from places that you could never imagine. One of them will be your
tester. Golish is a resident of another place, a plane, a parallel world
if you will. You might think of him as a demonic servant although he is
neither a demon nor a servant. We have a long term relationship that is
closer to a partnership than anything else. We work together and both of
us profit from it.
"He is large and scary to look at but to me he is a trusted friend. And
you must trust me. To do otherwise is to fail and to fail is to die. You
trusted me to hang you until you passed out now you must trust me in this.
Tomorrow night you will meet him and he will spend the night doing
unspeakable things to you. He may kill you before dawn but you will not
die. Or rather you will but one of the powers he has is almost the power
over death itself. You will die but you will return unharmed. From
tomorrow night on you will remember nothing of what happens to you for the
rest of the year. Each day must be faced anew and everything that happens
to you must be faced without flinching or fear."
"We will spent today, tonight, and tomorrow preparing for your ordeal. You
will only eat two meals before tomorrow night, lunch today and breakfast
tomorrow but you will not feel hungry. This afternoon I will try to
explain as much as I can to you and then we must cleanse you body and
sprit. We will anchor you to this time and place and bond your sprit to
your body so you will be able to live again after you are killed. You will
work harder than you have ever worked in your life. At the last possible
minute I will allow you the chance to back out. If you do so I have the
power to remove all memories of your time here from your mind and I will
do so before you are returned to the life you left."
As they ate a fine lunch Sue thought about what he had said. Were friendly
monsters from an alternate dimension something she could believe in? And
magic being real, was he lying to her or were there things that she didn't
know about? Just how far could she trust him anyway? She had already
trusted him to hang her by the neck until darkness had claimed her. As far
as she knew he had never lied to her, he had done everything he had said
he would do and she could see no reason not to trust him now. She had
already decided that it was worth any price to gain a new life and nothing
had changed her mind there.
He watched her as she struggled with the new world he had let her glimpse.
The next twenty four hours would tell if all the time he had invested in
her would pay off or not. He was certain that if she did not panic over
Golish she would do fine. As soon as lunch was over he would teach her
about magic. Teach and show. Maybe even take her to meet Xanplax, yes he
should do nicely. Scary enough to prove things like him are real and easy
to do.
"Sue listen closely this stuff is important. I'm going to teach you the
basics of magic. First it is real and before we are done today I will
prove it to you. There are four kinds of magic and thus four kinds of
mage. The first is mind magic. Its something you're born with although
other mages can learn to do the same things but we do it differently.
Things like mind reading, seeing the future, finding things, fetching and
moving things, and a few other stunts.
"The second is elemental magic. That's using the powers of earth, air ,
water, and fire. Its done by either forcing or befriending the elementals
of each area. Generally an elemental master will only command one set of
elementals. I can command any of them and I use them for things like
keeping this place clean and doing all the other servant type work around
here. They also make pretty good spies. Then there is life magic.
Everything that lives produces power and a life mage can harness it to his
use.
"At the least he has his own power and a master can tap and store the
power of every living thing he comes in contact with. It is also the type
most easily perverted. A lazy mage can collect sex magic, a corrupt one
can use blood or death magic. Sex, pain, and death all release large
amounts of power. It's the reason sex with a virgin is something special.
Sex with a willing virgin releases a lot of power but even the rape of one
provides more that almost any other single source. Some mages even learn
to bleed power from living things beyond that which leaks out all the
time. Think of them as physic vampires. Then there's mages like me, planer
mages. We learn ways to draw power from other planes. It's a lot of work
and requires allies to do it but the power is limitless, godlike even."
"That's what all this it for. I command an unbelievable amount of power
but power is like drugs, never enough. Golish desires the pain and death
of others. He draws a special kind of power from it. Nothing you will ever
need or miss but he has to have it to live. In return for my providing him
with the chance to acquire it he provides me with all the power I can
handle. You get a new life so everyone comes out of it with something. We
all work and sweat to pay for it too. Nothing is free. We will visit
Xanplax this afternoon as a way of showing you this is all real. He can
time travel and take somebody with him but his price is either a life
complete with a soul or a fruit basket. Crazy but that the way it
sometimes works."
"Also I must warn you when we visit any plane you must do exactly as I
tell you. Not all of the beings there are nice and most are not really
trustworthy. They will live up to any bargain but they can find a loophole
faster that a crook lawyer and will grab you in a heartbeat if they think
they can get away with it. Any questions?"
They spent the rest of the afternoon covering the knowledge of magic he
felt she needed. Then it was time to visit Xanplax. The two of them went
to the circle of stones she had found and had thought of as a mini
Stonehenge. It was what he called a circle of power or a working place, a
place where it was safe to invite beings from somewhere else to visit or
from where to launch a visit to elsewhere. Stopping at the entrance they
removed their clothes such as they were and entered. He placed her inside
a smaller circle of white stones.
"Whatever happens, whatever you see or hear do not leave this spot for any
reason. Things may not what they seem where we are going. The only
protection you have is to stay right here. Once you move outside of the
wards guarding this small circle you will face a certain fate that is
truly worse than death. Inside you are safe, outside you are doomed and I
cannot help you."
As Sue stood watching he went through the workings of power that would
allow them to visit where ever Xanplax lived. At first nothing seemed to
happen. Then she saw a shimmering cylinder of pale light grow around both
herself and him. She reached out to touch it and found it to be soft and
warm to her skin but totally unyielding as she pushed against it. Soon
after a larger circle grew up around the whole group of stones. As it grew
the sky darkened until the only light was the faint glow from the three
circles. Suddenly she noticed there was no longer grass under her bare
feet.
She was floating suspended is the darkness. As she moved to look around
herself she realized that there seemed to be no air with her. Yet she
could breathe. Holy shit ! This magic stuff is real, he wasn't fooling. My
god , I'm going to meet a demon she thought. A darkness even more dense
and solid then the blackness of the nothingness around her drifted up to
them. A sudden burst of light forced a small whimper from her and she felt
a wetness run down her legs.
The fact that she had just pissed herself seemed like a minor detail as
the light faded and left her looking at something beyond the worst
nightmare. The was huge, she would make a bite sized snack for it. No
words could ever describe it yet she knew it was real and the most
dangerous thing she had ever seen. It looked her over with the same
attitude a cat looks at a trapped mouse before turning to face her master.
"Greetings mage, what brings you to my realm, did you bring me a small
tasty morsel?"
"No my friend, not unless you are referring to the bag of fresh apples at
my feet. I wished for my servant to meet you. She had doubts about magic
being real but I think she has changed her mind on the subject now.
Tomorrow night she meets Golish for her trial so I thought it would help
prepare her to meet you first." Xanplax please meet my loyal servant Sue.
She has done well during the early trials and I am very pleased with her.
Sue meet the mighty Xanplax, a long time friend and working partner.
"Hello Sue, I greet you as a valuable servant to a mighty mage. May your
next trials be as rewarding as your last and may you win the prize you
seek. The task you have undertaken is one worthy of a hero and I wish you
the success you deserve."
"Thank you for your time my friend. Enjoy the apples."
All of a sudden they were back in the circle of stones and the walls of
light were fading away.
Sue staggered back and just kind of collapsed onto one of the larger ones.
In just a few minutes her whole world view had been shattered. No longer
did she doubt the things he had told her.
All of a sudden it hit her, if Xanplax was something she met in order to
prepare her for Golish what in the hell kind of monster was it? For a
minute she was ready to demand to be freed from this madhouse. But as she
settled down she realized that really nothing had changed except the fact
that there was a lot more to the world than she had ever known. She still
was willing to risk everything and to endure anything to win a new life.
There may be fates worse than death but so was her life before this chance
arose. The hell with it, she decided, I'm going for broke, win or die.
He helped her back to the house and she noticed it was full dark outside
even though the sun had not quite set when the circle was raised. Surely
they had not spent that long wherever they had visited. He noticed her
confusion. "Time does funny things on some of the planes. I never stay
long when I visit because if I do its hard to find you're your way back to
the here and now.
Just the few minutes we spent with Xanplax translated into several hours
here. That's why I'll bring Golish here and let him maintain the link with
his plane. Its much safer that way. Lets get a drink and some sleep.
Tomorrow's a long day and the night will be a bitch."
***
The next morning they made love in the light of the dawn before a huge
breakfast. As they ate he laid out the plan for the day.
"We must purify you and then anchor your body and sprit to this place.
Today will be as hard and as painful as anything you have done but it has
to be done. I promise you that by the time you meet Golish you will have
recovered completely.
"Magic can do many things including that. Also this is the last food
either of us will get for the next year other than the odd cup of tea or
water. More magic. I have to ask do you wish to quit? Its almost the last
chance to back out and return to your old life, OK then lets be about it,
we've got a lot to do.
"The cleansing ritual started out simple enough, a bath in pure rain
water, being scrubbed with white sand and drying in the sun. Then a
blindfold and the binding of her hands. She was led some distance before
being allowed to stand quietly. Suddenly she felt heat on her bare skin.
The blindfold was removed. In front of her was a large fire that did not
seem to have any fuel except for a handful of twigs that were not burning
even though they were in the center of the flames. Around them was another
dome of light.
"Sue, listen to me now. This is the first pass or die test. You must walk
freely into the fire and stand there. Be brave, to doubt is to die. Trust
in me and in your own heart and will. You can do this. Now step into the
fire."
From somewhere she found the courage to move. A first small step then
larger ones. Her body tried to flinch away from the heat but her feet had
a mind of their own and carried her to her doom. Then she was standing
inside the roaring flames. It did not hurt. The cords binding her hands
burned away and she was free. Using her hands she bathed in the flames,
scrubbing her skin with the flickering fire. She turned to look back at
him but all she could see was fire. Her hair was lifting and moving from
the air currents within the fire but did not burn. Then the flames died
until she was left standing over a few small sticks in the sunshine.
With wide eyes she looked at him. Unspoken questions in them. She had
expected to die in the flames but instead she felt refreshed and for the
first time in her life she was unafraid and completely at peace. All the
pent up anger and the years of hurt were gone. She remembered but without
the pain that had accompanied the memories.
"Feels good huh? From this moment on you start fresh. Remember this
feeling for all time, know what a clean soul feels like, practice keeping
it clean, feel whatever whenever and then let the hurt and pain and hate
go. Sweep it away like the dirt it is. Remember your mother's love, the
sun on your face, all the good things that have ever happened to you no
matter how few and save them like the gold that they are. Build a wall
around yourself with them to repel the evil. Now you are ready to face the
rest of your trials. Come."
They went to the large locked building she had found on that first day so
long ago. Inside was a large collection of torture devices set on a black
marble floor. Golden lines formed patterns that she guessed had something
to do with magic. It was kind of beautiful and very scary at the same
time.
For every way of torturing or killing she had ever heard of there was the
things needed to do it there. Everyone of them was set and waiting for her
body. Suddenly she was cold. That it was the cold of her grave washing
over her she knew without being told. This was death row, the
concentration camp gas chamber, the Tyburn gallows, all of the places of
death in the world were gathered here for her. He led her to the center of
the pattern. A knife was laying on top of a small brassier.
"You will take the dagger and cut your wrists. Deeply enough to cause the
blood to spurt, the arteries must be slashed. Direct the spray into the
fire and keep it there until you collapse. Do not fear anything, this is
not a test and you will not be harmed as long as you do exactly as I tell
you. Began now."
At his command she bent over and lifted the knife. At the first touch of
the steel to her skin the flames leapt from the brassier to wash away the
chill. Expecting pain she nevertheless cut herself deeply. As the red jets
washed over the flames she realized it didn't hurt. Still no matter how
hard she tried the loss of blood soon told and the world went first gray
and then black and she fell.
As awareness replaced darkness she found herself standing as she was
before. The blade in her hand was covered with blood but the skin on the
inside of her wrists was unmarked. The flames were out and the ashes cool.
"Your life forces are now bound to this place. It does not mean you are a
prisoner here. What it means is that no matter what happens to you, no
matter where you go as you fulfill your allotted tasks we will always be
able to recover you and bring you back. I told you that you will be killed
but not die. We have anchored your sprit to this place. When you are
killed your sprit will come here to be reunited with your body. In truth
you should be here already each time you are killed so what we really
doing is preventing your soul from leaving. You are cleansed, you are
anchored.
"Now you must prepare yourself for what is to come. I want you to lay back
and relax. Think of what is to come, think of being subjected to tortures,
of meeting a monster and having him rape you, hurt you. Think of dying in
horrible ways only to awake to fresh horrors. When you have thought about
all those terrible things I want you to then think of how you felt after
you came out of the cleaning fire. I want you to accept that intense agony
and horrible deaths are nothing to be scared of.
"Believe in your trust of me. Believe that in the end it is no more than
what you have already been through. Know in your heart that you are a
warrior, strong and brave, ready to face anything. Do this and you will
win though. I will help you as I am able but in the end it's mostly up to
you. To you and your brave heart. Do it."
Sue tried to do as he ordered her. She had been through so much in the
past month. Had foreseen and tasted death hanging from his gallows as the
blackness washed over her. Had stood in fire, met a monster, learned magic
was real, traveled to places few had ever heard of. Her whole life had
been a test of her will to live, were the forthcoming trials really that
different? Her life had been teetering on the edge since her mother's
murder. Shadows of evil had always hovered over her.
As the rest of the day passed Sue came to grips with her fate. Once more
she decided to risk everything. After all about all she had was her life
and that was surely not worth much. To trade a year of pain suffering and
dying for a new life seemed a good deal. She had twenty some years of pain
and suffering already and had expected to be killed most any day now
anyway. One more year and a couple of hundred temporary deaths were just
something to get through.
She opened her eyes knowing it was time. Golish was waiting. One last time
he asked her if she was sure she wanted to continue. It was late but not
too late to quit. From this point on to fail was to die horribly for all
time. She was sure, scared to go on but even more scared not to. He looked
into her eyes for a long time. "I thing you are ready. Scared to death
maybe but at peace with whatever happens. Good. It's time, go stand in the
silver circle and make yourself ready.
With an inner calm she watched as he went through the ritual to summon
Golish. Once more there was darkness. Then a small pillar of light formed.
It grew until it exploded like a skyrocket. When the flash was gone there
was something standing in the darkness before her. She could feel the warm
breath on her skin. Sense the nearness of power. Power but no evil. She
reminded herself that whatever it was near her it was not the devil. It
was a friend of her master come to use her as a tool in whatever works she
had been hired to help with. A shape formed.
"Well my friend once more you have found a good servant for me. She should
do nicely. Are you ready to be tested? Are you ready to feel such agony
and death as your mind cannot comprehend. Will you surrender yourself
willingly to me for this test. You seek rich rewards. Such rewards require
great risk and great bravery. Will you proceed of your own accord? Speak
only the truth. Now answer."
"You must be Golish, the being my master has asked to test me. Test and if
found worthy to use in your joint works for one year. I am ready and
willing to be tested. I do so of my own free will knowing that death and
agony await. I will survive and triumph in the end. Use me as you see fit.
I trust my master and he bids me to trust you and I will do so. I am
ready."
"You answer well servant. Know that in all the years your master and I
have worked together he has always presented me with good servants. Ones
that have fulfilled they roles well. I expect no less from you. We began"
She was unable to really comprehend exactly what Golish looked like. He
was a shape that was shimmering in her vision. Some parts would become
clear then change. It was huge and powerful, strong beyond her
understanding of the word. Able to rip and sunder her like a paper doll,
that she knew. She also knew she was a necessary part of their plans. They
would hurt her horribly, kill her and do it over and over again but they
would not risk her being unnecessarily. As she steeled herself for the
trial it began.
A dragon's breath of flame shot toward her. She felt her hair light on
fire, her skin shrivel, and her eyes burn. For a fair slice of forever the
jet played over her body. Then it stopped. She could still see and she was
unharmed except for the memory of the flames caress. From that point the
test started in earnest. She was thrown to the floor. A male organ the
size of her arm and covered with scales blasted it's way into her with
each withdrawal the scales spread open to rip and tear her insides. Her
blood ran freely as the unearthly rape continued.
She endured.
Golish's climax filled her with acid that was liquid fire. Set free to eat
and corrode her most private places. Clawed fingers ripped and tore her
breasts. Fangs slashed her skin. Once more the rape, this time her rear
entrance paid the price. Real flame squirted inside her with his release.
She was pulled by hands with the power of a rack. Pulled until her joints
failed. The talons slowly peeled the skin from her body. Her bones broke.
Her muscles torn. She endured. The pain reached levels beyond
understanding. Hours and hours she suffered the torments of the damned.
Agony piled upon suffering layered upon anguish. The were no words that
could describe what she underwent.
Then it ended. Ended with her broken and bleeding. Laid on the table of
the guillotine. Face up with the release cord in her hand.
"Servant you have suffered much. Do you wish to end your torment. Or do
you wish to continue it for another year. To live in pain in order to win
your prize or to pull the cord and die to end your suffering. That is your
choice. Think well and choose wisely."
Somehow through all the pain Sue realized this was also a test. If she
pulled the cord the blade would drop and cut her head off. The pain would
end but she would die and so would her dreams of a better life. "This
servant will not fail. I choose to live, to accept as the price of life
unending agonies. I will win." Her hand opened and the cord fell away. A
flash of light blinded her and as her vision cleared she was uninjured and
pain free. She stood next to the killing machine and looked at her master
and his friend.
"Servant you have chosen well. You are worthy and I look forward to
enjoying the taste of your suffering. You have passed the test and can
look forward to your reward when we are done. Each time we meet will bring
you closer to that which you wish. Go now and we will meet soon. Mage you
have once again presented me with a fine feast and I thank you."
She was thankful for his hand on her arm as they made their way to a couch
set off to one side.
"You did well Sue. Do you want to continue? Good. From now on I will be
the one to torture you. Each night you will come here to be tortured and
killed. Each morning you will be resurrected only to die that night. I was
so proud of you when you threw away the trip cord. Did you know that if
you had pulled it Golish probably wouldn't have restored you. I've lost
three servants over the years to that test and he's only saved one of
them. The other two died. Lets go outside and enjoy the sun for a while.
It'll be the last time until you're done."
They spent the day just recovering. He made love to her in the soft grass
and let the sun warm their sprits. Then it was time. Once more Golish
joined them but he just stayed off to the side while her master proceeded
with the night's work.
Each and every night she suffered. Raped and violated both by his body and
by devises meant to rip and tear. She knew what is was to have a pear
inserted into her and to feel it expand to destroy her womanhood and her
rectum. Knew the horror of having her eyes plucked from hr head. She was
forced to watch as her breast were squeezed, stretched, ripped, and torn
from her body. Had her skin slowly peeled from her body and was then
washed with alcohol and rolled in salt. The agony of having her guts
slowly pulled from her belly was hers. She was broken on the wheel. She
suffered all this and much more.
And each night she died. Died by hanging, struggling for just one more
breath as the course rope strangled the life from her body. Died with a
wooden stake pushing through her body ever so slowly. Died as flames ate
her flesh. Perished as the blade of the guillotine or an axe severed her
neck. Had her breath squeezed from her body by weights pressing on her
chest. Drowned in vile waters and noxious chemicals. Shook in agony as
poisons coursed through her veins. Died as strong cables ripped her arms
and legs from her torso. Felt bullets and arrows pierce her flesh. Died
screaming in ways that she had never heard of. Died and was restored to
life by the powers of Golish. And each night Golish feasted on her pain
and the agonies of her death. He feasted and in return passed huge amounts
of power to Nick. Her rebirths were also filled with torture as her body
was forced to heal and to accept the fled life force back into it.
Every morning she was allowed to stagger to the couch and collapse on it.
Every night she awoke to endure still more. Every night began afresh for
her. As he had promised she remembered nothing of the previous night
except for the dreams while she recovered each day. Her torments had all
joined into one vast searing pain that had lasted forever and would
continue until the end of time. She endured. At one point she realized if
there was a hell she could walk up to the devil and dare him to do his
worst. He would be an amateur compared to her master. She had found hell
and was surviving it.
Then one evening Golish was not summoned. Instead she was led to the
house, given a warm bath, a light meal and was tucked into bed next to her
master's warm body. Her year of torment was over.
In the morning she awoke late and alone. There was food next to the bed
and a hot bath waiting. After a long soak she walked by a mirror and was
stopped in her tracks. Reflected in the glass was a stranger. Instead of a
mid twenties burnout she was looking at a fresh faced cheerleader. No
wrinkles, flat belly, high firm bouncy tits. About the only thing that
still showed her age was the look in her eyes. The eyes that had seen way
too much to match her seventeen year old body.
She went looking for Nick and found him in the building where she had
spent the last year. She watched as he finished cleaning up and as she
waited she looked at the devices she knew had her blood on them. It was
dreamlike but she knew it had been all too real. Nick watched her wander
around as he finished. He understood her need to see it all one more time
even if she would have the memories removed. After all it was her blood
staining the blade of the . headsman's block and her flesh that had burned
on the iron grill. Finally they spoke.
"It was all real, wasn't it Nick? You really tortured and killed me every
night for a year. Golish is real. Everything happened here. I was dead but
I'm alive. Not just once but night after night. My God to think it all
happened. Shit."
"Yah Sue it all was real. Everything. Everything you remember and a lot
more. Damn you were good. We raised unbelievable amounts of power. Enough
so old Golish still owes me. I just couldn't handle it all at once. Lets
get out of here. We need to talk."
They walked in the sun as he explained things to her. How every time
Golish resurrected her he restored her to just a little younger than
before and how all the little improvements had added up to her now
youthful body. Her guess of seventeen was pretty close he figured. How he
was allowing her remember a lot of what happened to her so she could both
come to grips with it and so she would know bone deep how she had earned
her rewards.
And how when she returned to the world she would only remember enough to
know how her own efforts and guts had bought her new life. That most of it
would become half remembered dreams, a story she had heard once. The fact
that all the magic she had been exposed to would have after effects. She
would age very slowly and hold on to her looks if she took care of
herself. Her life would be longer, perhaps as much as another hundred
years. The vile luck that had always been hers would now change. He called
it karma. Said it was something that magic could balance. He expected that
she would have very few bad things happen to her in the future.
And her reward, well he guessed he would have to revise it also. Instead
of fifty thousand dollars it would be much more. Her performance had
earned her a bonus. A question. Did she wish to work or just live a life
of leisure? Think carefully, it will make a difference. She wanted to work
but at something she liked. Just take away the grinding worry about
failure. A cushion was all she wanted. The knowledge that she could try
and fail without it being the end. A reserve that would let her try again.
Fair enough.
"OK then Sue. How's this sound? Just off the top of my head. A couple of
hundred thousand in the bank with a good advisor watching over it. The
tutor I promised and the GED. The car, the apartment, the clothes, the
rent all that stuff. Plus a full ride at a good collage. Everything
covered. I'll open doors but you'll have to make it on your own, earn the
marks yourself. If you need extra help fine but it'll be up to you to
pass. Oh yah, one other thing, no more lap dances except for that special
guy. Watch for him. No I'm not going to set you up. I've just got a
feeling. You can stay and just relax for a few days. I'll see you off and
on before you go but I've got a lot to get caught up on so just go have a
good time."
The next few days were wonderful. Laying in the sun or the spa thinking
about her new life. Finding her new body still knew all the old moves in
bed or on the dance floor. Knowing that the moves were no longer needed to
survive but could be reserved for her pleasure only. Hers and perhaps a
special someone's. He found his way to her bed most nights. He was now a
lover instead of a master. Still all good things must end and the day came
when she had to leave.
She left with his promise to watch over her but knowing that she would
never see him again. Knowing that most of what she remembered would be
taken from her. Eager to find her new future and sad to leave at the same
time. But she did leave.
They had made plans for her, nothing permanent but somewhere to start. She
awoke in her new bed. Her head filled with memories of dreams and of real
happenings. As she explored her new home she found the phone worked, there
was cable hooked to the TV, food in the fridge, the computer was on line.
Messages waited for her attention. One from a large law firm. Would she
contact them at her convenience to talk about taking care of a few things.
One from a bank showing a healthy balance in her account.
A retired professor wished to know when she wanted to start studying with
him. Another from a car dealer telling her to stop by and pick out her
car. And one from Nick.
Sue,
I hope you find everything to your satisfaction. When you decide just
where you want to study contact the law firm and tell them to get things
set up. They handle everything for me and can pass messages to me if the
need arises. I'll be watching. I expect good things from you. Keep your
eyes on the prize just as you have been doing and you will do fine.
Good luck and all my love, Nick.
And she did do fine. She earned her GED and went on to study social work,
wanting to help rescue others like herself. She earned a reputation as one
who cared deeply and was willing to go the extra distance. After a while
she met a fine man who asked her to marry him. Children and grandchildren
followed. A long and happy life was hers. She never forgot how she had
earned it and always remembered the man who had saved her.
She had endured and she had won.
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