Chapter 7 – Aftercare

Much later that night or actually early the next morning Miley was basically dumped by her car at the now deserted coffee shop where she had met Mistress Malice so much earlier. The Mistress was beautiful with long red hair and was very pleased with Miley as well. She was not only pleased with Miley's looks but also her mannerisms and how well trained she was as a slave. After a long discussion of likes, dislikes, and limits both agreed they wanted to go further. The mistress drove Miley to her house and the fun and games began. She had Miley change into her requested outfit, which was really not much, black sexy French cut panties, matching bra, garters and hose, and three inch heels. Once changed the domination began. Miley was taken to the basement which was actually a make shift dungeon. It did not have the makeup of the play rooms at the club Miley attended but the room had enough to make it very pleasurable or very devious…depended on whose eyes you saw the room from. Miley saw it as very pleasurable. Once she saw the room she knew she was dealing with a Mistress who was a lifestyle dominant and that meant she would know what she was doing; that made Miley excited and fearful at the same time and of course that fear only increased her arousal. The session or scene started as most did with Miley on her knees, the mistress taunting her, verbal humiliation, hair pulling, etc. and then came the various forms of domination and bondage and the pain…the wonderful pain. The mistress of course told Miley she was not to have an orgasm until she allowed it (Miley knew the deal, it was typical for most dominants to do that since it was about control…the dominant wanted to control the submissive ) and Miley whimpered her "yes, Mistress" as she was bond to a wooden horse and bent over, the wooden device used at construction sites the looked like an upside down V) and the back of her legs and buttock were struck with a bamboo switch about the width of a large thumb. It stung and hurt her delightfully. After some that came the flogger and then the Mistress decided she wanted to fuck Miley with a strap on in both the girl's holes while bent over. She did of course and Miley was going crazy tying to fight her desires and controlling her orgasm which was threatening to come when she was getting struck with the switch. After a while of being penetrated with the dildo in her very wet hole between her legs the Mistress place Miley on a padded table and bound her with her arms above her shoulders and her feet were cuffed to the ends of a metal rod that spread her legs very far about and then the chain in the center of the rod was attached to the padded cuffs that held her hand so Miley ended up trussed up with her legs spread and her ankles almost touching her ears. The mistress then made Miley suck the dildo portion of the strap on like it was a real penis and to lick herself off of it; after a long period of the mistress thrusting the dildo down Miley's throat to were she thought she was going to choke to death the mistress removed the device and lowered herself to Miley's mouth. She straddled Miley's face and lowered her wet private area to Miley's mouth and ordered her slave to please her and make her cum. As Miley licked and sucked the wonderful part of the mistress's body the dominant woman bent over and used clothes pins on Miley's inner thighs and her clit and the wet folds of her intimate lips. Miley screamed in pain and the excitement the pain gave her as the woman would place the clothes pins on her and then pull them off roughly the entire time Miley was trying to orally please her mistress for the evening. The Mistress finally had her orgasm and the put the strap on back on and lubed and penetrated Miley anally. Miley enjoyed anal sex very much when done correctly and Mistress Malice (Miley never got her real name and did not ask, she was never going to see the woman after tonight) knew what she was doing. Miley could even have an orgasm just from anal sex, something Mikayla trained her how to do, and she was on the brink of one now. She was told not to come but not having one for such a long time and the wonderful pleasurable pain she received tonight was about to set her off. She tried to fight it…to control it…but when the mistress inserted another dildo inside her very wet pussy while she fucked her ass it set her over the edge. The double penetration took it toll and Miley screamed as her orgasm hit her and her body tensed and then jerked hard as she came. The mistress allowed her to finish and then taunted Miley for being a disobedient slave and told her she had to be punished for disobeying her. Miley was unbound from the padded table and the metal spreader between her legs as the mistress picked her up and attached her cuffed hands to a metal hook hanging from the ceiling. Miley's feet could not touch the ground and she felt her shoulders being pulled hard. The woman left her there for a moment and Miley heard the opening of a door and knew another person was in the room and soon she heard the voice of a man. Fear gripped Miley and that increased her excitement but it also worried her. She did not have intercourse with men anymore. She would play with a male dominant or the male submissive of a female mistress and do thing to them with her hand and mouth (never bringing them to completion with her mouth unless they wore a condom) but never actual intercourse. Miley was no virgin to men. Before she met Mikayla she had sex with plenty of men but now she just preferred girls. But now suspended in the basement of strangers naked and bound she would have no choice if he took her. She just hoped he wore a condom. The man stood the front of Miley and at least she thought he was handsome and he pulled back her hair and taunted her and then Miley screamed in fear as the man showed her the knife. It was one of those large hunting blades and he assured her it was razor sharp. Miley did not get into blade play at all (the use of knives and other similar implements to cut her skin). Miley screamed and begged and thrashed her body and soon the woman gagged her. The man ran the knife seductively over her face, making sure he told Miley he would not cut her face since it was to beautiful to mark, over her breasts and taunting her about cutting off her nipples and down her stomach to her thighs. The whole time the man was taunting her the mistress was paddling her butt hard. Miley begged and screamed through the gag as the man laughed at her. She was terrified and her fear combined with the very painful paddling excited her again and while she did not want to get cut with the knife she wanted pain…much more pain. The man finally laughed harshly and walked to a table and put the knife down and came back holding a riding crop. Her turned Miley around and started using the crop on her back while the mistress used a flogger on her breasts. The flogger would make her breasts red and give her pain but it would not cause welts or break the skin. The man pulled Miley's head back by her hair and asked Miley if she wanted him to fuck her. She shook her head and gave a muffled cry of no and he laughed again and told her he was going to beat her until she begged for him to. The couple once again punished Miley the same way and soon she found herself slipping into that wonderful incoherent place where her tolerance for pain increased and she felt as in a trance. Miley was going into her subspace. She screamed though the gag again as another orgasm came over her just from the pain and she thrashed her body as it dangled from the hook. When she went into the wonderful trance like state the couple stopped and the man never did penetrate her. He was not there for sex. He was there just to scare and dominant Miley. It was not always about sex a lot of the times it for a dominate…it was about control. He controlled Miley's body by the use of fear and pain and Miley received intense pleasure from that.

Soon Miley found herself standing on very shaky legs ready to collapse next to her car. The man and woman dressed her back in her casual clothes and took her back to her car, done with her for the night. Miley dropped to her knees as she felt the scary and familiar feeling of coming down from her high. She knew soon the pain would hit her and it would be terrible. Miley slowly got to her feet and opened her car door and lay in the back seat. She could not drive in this condition and she suddenly got afraid. She needed help but who to call? Miley reached up to the center console, grabbed her cell phone and called the one person she knew who could help her.

The phone rang five times before it was answered. "Damn it, Miley, it is almost five o'clock in the morning here and I have to get up at….fuck! I have to get up in two hours. This better be fucking good!" Mikayla's voice sounded mad and tired. Miley forgot about the time difference.

"M…M…Mikayla…I…I need help." Miley said weakly as her body was starting to crash hard and she was beginning to feel the pain and exhaustion set in.

"Miley! What is wrong! Are you ok?" Her Mistress's voice now held concern.

"Y…yes…I…I just can't drive and…and…oh God I am so sorry…I…please forgive me!" Miley started crying.

"Miley, what the fuck did you do!? Please…please tell me you didn't do what I think you did!?" Mikayla was angry again.

"Yes…yes, m'am…I…please…I am sorry."

"FUCK! Damn it, Miley…you stupid…just…how fucking could you! I fucking gave you strict instructions! Is this what you think of me! Do you have that much disrespect for me that you fucking dare disobey me?!" Mikayla started yelling and then took a deep breath. "Ok…ok this it not the time. How bad hurt are you?" Her voice was not longer angry just cold.

"I…I…don't know…bad…had worse I think…but not bad enough to go to the hospital I don't think."

"Ok…now where are you, baby, I'll have someone come get you."

Miley told Mikayla where she was. "Ok…will you be ok for about an hour…maybe a little less?"

"Y…yes, m'am. The place is lit and in a good neighborhood…seems safe. I…I'm sorry, m'am."

"Ok…fuck! Ok I will have someone come get you...and Miley?"

"Yes, m'am?"

"Now is not the time, but we are going to have a long talk about this and your behavior. Don't call me anymore while I am gone. If I want to talk to you I'll call. And lock your fucking doors! Understood?"

Miley started crying harder but not from the physical pain, "Y…y…yes, m'am." She locked her doors and lay back in the back seat and closed her eyes. Her body was crashing hard and she was beginning to feel what she had endured with Mistress Malice and the man.

Miley got out of her bed in her suite in Miami Florida and threw a few things on the floor. She was angry with Miley…very angry…and she was also scared for her.

"Hey, baby, what's wrong? Come back to bed…I can help ease that tension." A man said as her sat up in her bed.

Mikayla looked at him as she slipped on her robe. "Just get the fuck out!"

The man wanted to protest but Mikayla walked into the other room and call someone to go get Miley. The man was forgotten and would never be seen again. Mikayla called four people she knew who would be able to get Miley without explaining what had happened to her and why she was there. She did not get an answer from any of them. She cursed and thought for a moment as she heard her bedmate leave and Mikayla sighed. She needed someone she could trust to take care of Miley. Mikayla took a deep breath and dialed a number in her contact list. It rang four times.

"Yeah…who is this?" A sleepy male voice said.

"Hi…it's Mikayla…I remembered you put your number in my phone the other day."

"Well hey…so ummm…why calling this late. Need me to come over again?" The male voice said no longer tired but excited.

"No…I actually need a phone number." Mikayla said as she rolled her eyes.

"Sure…who's?" Mikayla told him and got the number and hung up without saying anything else. She sighed again, "Damn this is not going to be good." She muttered and dialed the number.

Lilly was lying on her bed thinking of the day. It was late but she could not sleep as her mind ran over the days events. She had broken up with Oliver and made a scene in front of almost the entire school, her confrontation with Miley hurt her even worse, and she was NOT pregnant. That part of the day made her happy…very happy. The clinic called her while she was driving home and gave her the good news. She asked why had she not got her period yet and the nurse told her it could be a number of things like stress, emotional things, etc but advised her to go to her regular doctor fro an exam and Lilly asked again for the fifth time if they were sure she was not in the family way. The nurse assured her she was not and Lilly did the happy dance while sitting in her car driving. She looked on the floor and saw her Miley Bear looking up at her almost begging to sleep with her and she shouted "Fuck you" at it and rolled over to try to sleep. As soon as she closed her eyes her cell phone rang. Lilly picked it up off the night stand and looked at a number she did not know and flipped it open.

"Yeah." She said.

"Lilly…Lilly Truscott?" A female voice replied. One Lilly did not recognize.

"Yeah…that's me."

"This is…well…this is Mikayla…and before you hang up I need your help. It's Miley." Mikayla said.

Lilly felt anger build up inside her. How dare this girl who fucked her boyfriend call her for help…and for Miley of all people!

"How dare you call me after what you did? I cannot believe you…and how did you get my number?"

"Oliver gave it to me…please Lilly…I am asking here…" Mikayla started.

"Oh…how fucking nice of him…to give you…the girl he is fucking…his ex girlfriends number. You have some guts, Mikayla…some nerve to call me." Lilly said harshly.

"What…what are you talking about?" Lilly heard Mikayla sigh, "Look, Lilly I have no idea what you are talking about but I need your help…very desperately. I would not have called you if I had a choice…you know that."

Lilly paused at that and knew the girl was right, "Yeah…true…you mentioned Miley?"

"Thank you and yes…she is hurt, Lilly, and can't drive. I am in Florida and I need for you to go pick her up. I have tried other people but I can't get anyone. Please, Lilly…please do this for me. I don't beg but I am now."

Lilly's heart froze and her throat tightened, "Hurt…how…where…where is she and how is she hurt?"

"She is not hurt enough to go to the hospital…she said…but she can't drive. I…I can't tell you how she is hurt. If she wants to then that is up to her. Will you do this for me?"

Lilly was already getting dressed as she held the phone to her ear as she was putting on her jeans. She fell down as her foot got tangled in her pants leg. "Umph…sorry…yeah where is she?" Lilly said worried and scared. Mikayla told her.

"Ok I am on my way…but I still pissed at you for what you did! This does not change the fact I hate you! I am doing this because I lov…I care about Miley even still."

Mikayla smiled, "I know…that is why I called you and can trust you to help her and…keep the secret you are going to learn tonight. As far as the other thing…I think there was a misunderstanding we need to clear up."

Lilly pulled on her shirt without putting on her bra. "What secret…what is going on, Mikayla, what is happening to Miley! What have you fucking done to her! I swear, Mikayla, if you hurt her in anyway I will fucking beat the hell out of you!" Lilly screamed. All thoughts of Oliver had gone from her mind as she worried about the person she truly loved.

Mikayla sighed, "Ok, Lilly. Go get her…if she tells you and then you decide to fight with me we will talk then. I have no doubt you could beat me up…but before you decide to do me bodily harm…talk to her if she will talk. And, Lilly…thank you for this."

Lilly hung up the phone and snuck out of the house to go get Miley. She was terrified and angry. She was terrified Miley was seriously hurt and angry that Mikayla had gotten Miley involved in something dangerous. Her mind was flashing with thoughts or all the illegal things Mikayla had gotten Miley involved in as she drove.

Lilly pulled into the deserted parking lot and saw Miley's car and parked next to her. She got suddenly afraid she since she could not see Miley. She got out of her car and walked to Miley's and looked inside the window. She saw Miley lying in the back seat shivering and looking half asleep and hurt. Lilly, with fear and concern gripping her tapped on the window and Miley gave a jump and unlocked the car. Lilly opened the door and reached out for Miley but the other girl sat up and scooted to the other side of the car.

"What…what are you doing here?" Miley asked in a weak voice.

Lilly gave her a little smile trying to be brave. "Mikayla called me and told me you were hurt and asked me to come get you. So here I am. M…Miley…can you move? How hurt are you?"

Miley gave Lilly a look of surprise, "She…she called you? Why…why would she do that?"

Lilly sighed, "She said she called other people and could not get anyone else…she…she knew I would come." Lilly smiled again, "Come on, Miles, let me take you home or do you need to go to the hospital?"

Miley shook her head, "No…no hospital. I'll be fine…just…just help me up an take me home."

Lilly helped Miley from the car and as she was helping the other girl in the seat Miley's shirt rose up and she winced. Lilly could see the welts on her back and some of them where bleeding. They weren't bleeding bad but it was still blood. Lilly then noticed Miley's shirt had blood stains on it. She got afraid and looked down at Miley.

"Miley, what happened…who did this to you? We…we need to take you to the hospital and call the police. Who…who did this to you and…and why?" Lilly started to cry.

Miley shook her head, "Lilly…please…just get me home. I'll be ok. It…it is not as bad as…as I have had before."

Lilly shook her head, "No…you tell me right now, Miley, you tell me why someone did this to you! Did…did…they…ohhh, Miley, did they rape you? Why happened? We need to get you to the hospital and call the police."

"Damn it, Lilly, please…I am tired and in pain…please just take me home!" Miley shouted and Lilly let out a string of curse words and got into the car. When she started driving she glanced at Miley and saw the girl curled up on her side facing the window and crying and shivering. Lilly turned the heater on and then looked at Miley again.

"No, Miley…I am taking you to the hospital. You need a doctor and we are calling the police. I…I saw you back, Miley, and…and someone beat you."

Miley turned her head a little. "No! If we go to the hospital they'll call my dad…and…no! God damn it, Lilly! I…no one raped me! I…I wanted this…I wanted what they did to me. I begged them to hurt me because is felt good! I…I got pleasure from it and it was consensual…please just fucking take me home!" Miley shouted and turned her head back and started crying harder.

Lilly slammed on the breaks and pulled her car to the side of the road. She looked at Miley with a shocked look. "You…you…I…what the hell are you talking about? What do you mean you wanted it? I…I don't understand!"

"Lilly, please…Yes I wanted it! I get off one the pain, Lilly. I have the most incredible orgasms from the pain and I love it…I fucking love it! Are you happy now? Are you glad to think I am a disgusting sick perverted freak who loved pain! Does that now make you feel so fucking better than me! Now please…take me home or I am going to get sick all in your car!" Miley yelled at Lilly as tears ran down her face. She never felt ashamed of who she was. Quite the opposite…Miley was so proud she was a well trained slave for Mikayla. She took pride in herself when she served her Mistress or others and she never once felt ashamed of who she was or what she liked sexually. But now hearing Lilly's voice and the shock and horror Lilly had Miley was for the first time ashamed of who she was. She was ashamed because Lilly thought she was disgusting and that hurt her. She did not know why it did. She could not understand why she should feel ashamed just because she knew Lilly was disgusted by her but she was. She felt deep shame. Anyone else she would not have cared…not even her father. Yes if he found out it would be a nightmare but she would not have been ashamed of who she was but with Lilly she did fell that way. For Lilly to think she was a disgusting freak broke her heart and she did not understand why.

Lilly just stared at Miley in shock for a moment and then drove the girl home. On the way to Miley's house Lilly stopped at a drug store that was open twenty four hours and parked the car. Miley looked at the window and wiped the tears from her cheeks.

"What…what are we doing here?" She asked.

Lilly grabbed her purse, "We are going to need some bandages and other things if I am going to clean up your cuts and stuff. We need to make sure they don't get infected."

"Lilly…please…you don't…" Miley started to say in a soft voice.

"No, Miley! Fuck that! You are right I don't have to but I am…if you are not going to the fucking hospital I am going to help you. I am not taking no for an answer!" Lilly yelled as she got out of the car and walked quickly inside the store.

Miley watched her and smiled a little as she recognized Lilly's angry walk. "Yes, m'am" she muttered and put her head back on the window. The pain was bad now since she was fully down from her high.

Lilly got Miley home and helped her to her room and placed her gently on the bed. They had not spoken any words since the store. Miley still felt ashamed Lilly saw her like this and she was disgusted by herself since she knew Lilly was disgusted by her and thought she was a freak ever since her angry confession about her self. Miley would no look Lilly in the eyes.

Lilly walked in the bathroom and placed the items she brought on the large counter area where the sink was and then ran a bath for Miley. She knew the welts and cuts in the girl's back were going to sting like crazy but they had to be clean and Lilly brought some special antiseptic soap and a medicated bubble bath soap (which smelled pretty good like strawberries) at the store to wash Miley's back with. Lilly sat on the edge of Miley's large tub and poured some of the bubble bath in the water and started thinking about Miley's confession. She said she enjoyed pain and got off on it. That confused Lilly and made no sense to her what so ever. How can anyone think of pain like that as something sexual? Ok…sure some it was kind of neat that time Oliver pretended to spank me…but that was nothing. It was just like him tapping me. It stung slightly but it was not pain like Miley had to have had done to her by the look of her back. It just did not make sense. Lilly was not naïve and she knew about things or people like his…well heard about them. Hell, some of the bands whose music she liked sang songs about it and dressed up in fetish wear (Nine Inch Nails being one she liked) but that was just an act…right? Sure she saw movies and television shows about it but no one does it for real right? Well yeah just freaks and pervs…but Miley is not a freak…Miley is not a perv…is she? No! Not Miley! Never Miley! Mikayla did this to her! Mikayla made her do this! That had to be it…that bitch did this to Miley! Lilly screamed in her head hating Mikayla more and more. Lilly checked the water and sighed. She decided now was not the time to question Miley about it. Now was the time to take care of the girl and nothing else. No talking about anything but just taking care of Miley…the girl she was in love with. Lilly stood up and walked into the bedroom and saw Miley curled up on the bed still crying a little. Lilly assumed it was because she was hurt.

"Miles, you need to take a bath and I'll clean you up. Ok?" Lilly said softly.

Miley shook her head, "No…it…it will hurt. Just give me some of that cream you brought and I'll do it." She said quietly not looking at Lilly. She could not look at the girl.

"No, baby, you need a bath. It will hurt for just a moment. Come on, sweetie…I'll help you. You can't do this by yourself." Lilly's soft words and kind voice made Miley get out of bed and Lilly helped her to the bathroom. Miley tried to take off her shirt but she could not do it as the pain hurt her as she lifted her arms. Lilly reached over to help and Miley pulled away.

"Miley, please…it's ok. I have seen you naked before." Lilly whispered and Miley allowed her to remove her clothes. Lilly felt tears in her eyes and her heart jumped in her throat as she saw Miley's back. The welts were on her back, her butt, and the back of her legs. She was going to start crying at the sight when Miley touched her arm.

"Please, don't, Lilly, please…I…I have had worse. It…it's no big deal." Miley whispered and felt so ashamed that Lilly had to see this. She suddenly wished Mikayla was there to help her.

Lilly wanted to scream at Miley. To shake her and yell, "No big deal! You look like you have been tortured! How can you have had worse! What has that bitch Mikayla done to you to make you like this!" But she didn't. She kept her promise to herself to just take care of Miley and to be brave. Lilly inhaled a deep breath to control her emotions.

"Ok, Miles…I'm ok. Now just ease in the tub. I know it's going to sting. Once you get used to it I'll wash your back." Lilly had been injured enough with deep cuts and scrapes from her skate boarding days to know it was going to sting like a son of a bitch.

Miley nodded and eased herself in the tub slowly. She winced and made whimpering sounds as the water hit her sores. Lilly gave her a little smile of encouragement and told Miley to lay down in the tub. Miley did and soon her pain eased a little. She looked up at Lilly and saw the blonde was taking her clothes off.

"Umm, Lils, what are you doing?"

Lilly smiled, "Its ok, Miles, I will leave my panties on…but I need to get in there to wash your back."

Miley swallowed hard and took the time to admire Lilly's body. She had seen Lilly naked before but it had been almost over a year and the girl had changed. She was toner and even had the onset of some killer abs. And her breasts…oh God such lovely breasts that had gotten a little larger and tipped with beautiful light brown nipples. Miley was suddenly jealous her breasts were not as large and she managed a giggle at the thought. Miley could not help but stare at Lilly's beautiful body. Lilly saw her looking and smiled.

"Yeah…I have a gym membership now…keeps me in shape for when I surf. I am going to enter the amateur tourney this summer."

Miley just nodded and blushed. "You…you look…I mean…wow…you look great."

Lilly shrugged, "Thanks…now scoot up some." Miley did as she was told and Lilly climbed in the tub.

As Lilly washed Miley's back she whispered soothing words to the other girl when she saw Miley flinch. Miley found out Lilly had such a gentle touch as the blonde cleaned her. Miley never really felt such aftercare after a hardcore domination session. If Miley played with a mistress for the night then that that mistress would not really care to take care of her and comfort her after she was done with her. Mikayla helped her of course and took care of her but it was different. Mikayla cared about her, Miley knew that, Mikayla cared a great deal about her but she was just so precise and business like when she took care of Miley. There were no hugs or gentle caresses or kisses. Just Mikayla asking her if she was ok while she doctored up her wounds and then they were done. Miley never understood when other subs or slaves talked about "aftercare" and when their master or mistress would hold them and kiss them and whisper soothing words to them. Miley never had that and thought it was just foolish. That was until that night Lilly took care of her in the bathtub. Lilly gentle washed her body…her entire body…with such sweet loving caresses and would whisper caring words in her ear when Miley would flinch due to the pain. Lilly washed her hair so lovingly as she even placed gentle sweet kisses on the welts on Miley's back. Miley never felt like this before. She never felt such care from someone after an intense scene. She loved it and felt as if she could have stayed in that tub with Lilly forever.