I felt him lean over me and saw both my hands were gripping the sheets in tight fists. I could see my claws were out and I had ripped the sheets and my own hands up with the same claws as they stabbed into the mattress, clawing my own nightmares. I felt him sigh and get out of bed to fetch a damp facecloth from the ensuite bathroom attached to this room. He crouched naked in front of me and began to firmly coax my fingers to release my stranglehold of the sheets. He used the cloth to clean up my own blood and self inflicted cuts, cuts that were already healing as he cleaned them. I felt him shift as he knelt on the floor his fingers moving to stroke my face comfortingly. He kissed the side of my neck and shoulder nuzzling against my ear. I inhaled the familiar smell of him a unique mix of falcon, cold alpine air, and grass with a distinctive peppery undertone. I felt him drop the cloth on the floor and stroke his fingers through my hair. As always if I was anywhere near the smell. It was form fitting from the waist to the high scalloped collar and it had long sleeves and the graceful skirt hung to her ankles. As she stood and approached me, I noticed she wore pearl colored spiked heels and white stockings. When she got within a few feet of me, I realized the lace dress wasn’t transparent at all, but lined with matching pink fabric. She smiled at the indication of awe on my face and slowly turned around, ‘Would you zip me up? I forgot Agnes had the night off.’ I did as I was told. Without turning to look at me, she walked back over to the desk, opened the middle drawer and took out a key attached to an ornate tassel. She seemed to hesitate for a moment, but then said ‘Follow me’, in a soft voice, and I did. She unlocked a door behind her desk and switched on a light. We entered a corridor which ended in a small sitting room. She pointed to a pane of glass, ‘Your first lesson will begin when Andrew arrives. When we enter the room, I will turn on the light and.
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