College Job

Boss-man threw a pool party for the Forth of July and only invited the entire employee’s from Ace’s. I was so excited about going over to Boss-man’s home for the day that I completely forgot about my fears and pain for the day and jumped into Bradley’s car thirty minutes early. Both of my friends thought I was crazy and they hopped into the car with me drove over to our boss’s house for the day.

“Ace Cooper?” I said out loud, reading the name on the side of the house. “Who’s that?” I ask.

“That’s Boss-man’s real name.” Troy said, taking off his sunglasses and placing them on top of his head. “He also uses a stage name and likes to prefer to be called Boss-man while he’s at work.” he then rang the door bell and waited for the door to open.

“Oh…” and the door open to reveal Ace “Boss-man” Cooper on the other side of the door.

“You came!” he gasped, opening the door wider and ushering us in. we each gave him a kiss as we walked in. he kissed me the longest and I opened for him if he wanted to deepen the kiss but he parted lips. “How are you feeling today?” he asked me.

“Fine.” I told him as I took off my shirt and tossed it with my stuff on the lather couch.

“Good to hear that. Well, everyone is out back by the pool we have everything you can think of to eat and to drink. I only have two rules…don’t fuck in the pool. The cum destroys the pool filter. And to not use the Jacuzzi jets as a way to masturbate, I don’t want to drain the water out and you wouldn’t want to go to work with a small dick. Got it?”

We all nodded and Ace lead us out back to the pool and I saw that everyone from the club was there, laughing, dancing, making out and hanging around the pool. I laughed and waved to my friends and for no reason at all, took a running start and cannon balled into the pool. It wasn’t till after I surface that I was still wearing my jeans and somebody came up from under me and pulled them off and I swam after them. I was too occupied with trying to get my wet jeans back that I didn’t notice that somebody else came up from under me and took off my boxers, leaving me naked. I didn’t really care though and pulled myself out of the water and wrapping a towel around my waist. I stared around the backyard, trying to find someone to talk to or to join a conversation, but I saw that everyone was getting along real well, it was a shame to cut in so I wondered off with a plastic beer cut filled with Mike’s Hard Lemonade.

“Hi there.” I heard a voice call behind me and I turned to see Psymon coming around the corner.

“Hi.” I called back, my face curled into a small smile and I gave him a little wave as he joined me.

“How have you been doing?” he asked, reaching into his back pocket and pulled out a box of cigarettes. I shrugged and asked if he could share and he pulled out a smoke for me. “Why aren’t you with the others, they are all worried about you after your little baseball thing.” he then lit his cancer stick before lighting mine.

“I just don’t feel comfortable around everybody.” I said, exhaling the smoke and kicking the dirt beneath me. “I mean, I know how you must felt when you’re dad tortured you.” he shrugged, I didn’t really like bringing up his past, but I could tell he had taken his meds and it was fine to talk about it without getting hit or kicked by him. “But, I just feel like I don’t fit in anymore and I feel like even though that dancing at the club is fun and all, as well as waiting tables, I think I might just quit.”

“Why?”

“Like I said, I just don’t fit in anymore.” we were both silent for a while and we finished out cigarettes and started another one. I was half way though my second stick when I asked him a question that came to mind. “How did you cope with your dad’s attacks?”

“Me? Well, when my dad was using and abusing me I tortured myself. Cutting, burning. Then when my dad got arrested, I asked the men who used me as their sex toy to hurt me, I just added the pain to the pleaser that I was given. After a while…the pain started to go away and I moved on with my own life, forgetting the pain and everything that I went though. It just became such a basic routine.”

“So you’re saying that if I am tortured enough times the pain will go away. As in…I would get tired of it and my mind would warp enough to forget the torture?” Psymon nodded. “You’re warped yourself.” I laughed and took the last drag of my cigarette and flicked the bud onto the ground. “All right then, torture me.”

“What?”

“You heard me, I want to be tortured till it hurts and I forget.”

“You don’t understand, Sky. Warping the brain to forget a single torture doesn’t go away within the first day, I went thought months of being beaten before the pain went away.”

“I don’t care, I don’t care how much pain I have to go though to forget just one torture. Please Psymon.”

Psymon finished off his cigarette before he could say anything. Once he was finished he flicked the bud into the bushed and walked up to me so that we were only centimeters apart and he punched me in the cheek. I staggered to try to keep my balance and leaned up against the wall, but he pulled be back towards him by taking a fist full of my wet hair. “Fine then.” he spat “I’ll take away the pain. But you’ll going to live in fucking Hell for the next few months.” he then threw my head against the concrete wall and I slid down to the ground staring up at him and breathing hard. “Come by the club this Thursday, we can start then.”


“Why can’t we start today?” and I grunted as he kicked me in the ribs a few times.

“Are you crazy?” Psymon yelled, kicking me for the fourth time. “Ace would kill both of us if he finds us together. He doesn’t like people touching his things.”

“And you’re one of his things?” Psymon nodded. “That must suck.” and Psymon kicked me again before he walked away, joining the rest of the party. I sat and caught my breath before I retuned to the party as well, feeling kind of better that I would soon be forgetting my baseball incident.

I gave my friends a weak smile as I joined them. They asked me where I went but I only told them that I needed some time alone with myself and Troy pulled me down onto his lap by my towel and planted a kiss on my nose. “Do you want to go home?” he asked me.

“No, it’s ok.” I told him. I then looked around and I saw everyone was having a good time, I thought if I’d stayed some of their happiness would rub onto me.

“Dude, you were so energetic when we arrived. What happen?” Chad asked.

“Nothing happen.” I told him, lying to not only my friends but to myself. I stared around and saw that they didn’t believe me. “Seriously, I’m fine.” my friends left it at that and changed the topic to something more up beat and Chad gave me a lap dance which brought my sprites up a bit and repaid the favor with a lap dance of my own and a hand job. He was really happy that I gave him the job and I knew that the next thing he wanted was a blow or a fuck; maybe I could do that for his birthday present next month.

I felt a bit better after I talked to my friends. I always felt better and I started to join the other employees in conversations and even joined in a little make out party that some of the guys had. I moaned out as I shared a kiss between two other dancers, this was my first time doing a triple kiss and I slowly turned my head towards another who wasn’t part of the kiss and moaned as he grabbed a fist full of my hair. He plunge his tongue deep into my mouth and we began to wrestle to see who would be the dominate of the species. I thought I had him, but he proved to be more powerful and he pulled me into his arms. I smiled into the kiss and whimpered as he parted and I was left speechless as I saw that the person who I was swapping was Psymon. He smiled at me and ruffled my wet hair as he exited out of the water and I just sat there and pondered over what just happen. I actually liked the kissed that we shared, it wasn’t rough or forceful like I thought and I kind of liked it.

I decided to stay for the whole party and for the fireworks that could be seen from his backward. I sat in Bradley’s lap as I watched them, my pants finally were backed on me and I smiled as I watched the bright burst of colors blow up in the sky in random patterns. We left right after the fireworks. We said goodnight to all our friends and fellow employee’s. the last people that we said goodnight and good-bye to was Ace and Psymon who I saw was on Boss-man’s lap, his pants were down by his ankles and was facing away from us and bouncing up and down on his cock.

“See you Friday.” I told Ace.

“See ya.” Boss-man grunted, concentrating more on the fuck that he was giving Psymon more then us and I jest left them alone.

“See you Thursday!” I heard Psymon called and I waved good-bye to him, telling him that I would see him in two days.

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I sighed as I opened the club door and walked inside and stopped once I reached the main floor. The club wasn’t as busy this night and only a few tables were filled with costumers. I smiled when Chris saw me and I waved at him. Walking over to the bar I asked for a rum and coke and he smiled as he poured me my drink and placed it right in front of me.

“What are you doing here?” Chris asked. “I thought you only work on the weekends?”

“I do.” I told him and took the first sip of my drink and handing him a twenty. “But Psymon wanted to meet with me.”

“About what?” Chris asked, coming back with a five spot and I slipped the money into my back pocket.

“Sorry, I can’t tell you.” and at that moment, I heard someone clear their throat behind me and I turned around to see Psymon standing in full uniform, black leather pants, a matching jacket and boots. His hair was slicked back as well and he wore a black look on his face.

“What do you think you’re doing?” Psymon spat at me, sounding disgusted at what I was doing.

“Relaxing…” Psymon scuffed and stomped over towards me, grabbing the drink from my hands and pulled me from my seat. I waved good-bye to Chris as Psymon lead me towards the rooms.

Opening his door, Psymon flung me into his room and I stumbled into the room. Once that I got my balance, I stared around the room and I saw that the walls were painted red. It truly looked like a sex dungeon with all the equipment he had. From racks to chains, to whips to clamps he had it all and I could tell that Boss-man spent no expense on his bitch to torture the clients. I turned in a small circle as I gazed around the room and when I reached Psymon again, I saw that he had taken off his jacket and was holding something in his hands.

“Put this on.” he demanded, handing me the thing he hand in his and I took it from him. My eyes widen as I stretched the cloth out in front of me and I saw that it was a kind of black short like underwear. “Put it on.” he said again and I started to undress. “Slowly.” he breathed and he walked over to a thrown like chair and crossed his legs and he watched me undressed and changed into the small undies. I slowly stepped into the black cloth and kept my eyes on Psymon as he kept his eyes on me. I licked my lips once I was wearing the underwear and folding my hands in front of me, I felt kind of embarrassed. The underwear was shorter then my shorts I wore for my performance. “Move them.” he told me, meaning my hands and I slowly moved my hands to my back as he stood back up and walked over to me

He smirked down at me, curling only half of his mouth into a smile and he gently kissed me on the cheek before he smacked me across the face. He then grabbed my wrists and I held them up as he placed cuffing like bracelets on my wrists that had rings attacked to them. Once those were place around my skin, he kiss me smacked me again before walking back over to his chair and rested his head on his fingertips. He took a deep breath before he started to talk again.

“You are not allowed to talk.” he said, narrowing his eyes and looking at me. “When you are allowed to talk it is only on my command and you are to refer to me as Master, go it?” he snapped at me with the last part.

I shook my head. “Yes, Master.” I said quickly, folding my hands back in front of me.

“Good. Now then, my boots need a good cleaning. Come over here and give them a good lick.” he flexed his food at me and re-crossed his legs, a half smile plastered over his face.

“Yes, Master.” I said quickly again and I ran over to him and knelt down in front of him. Leaning down, I started licking Psymon’s boots slowly. I stared up at him from time to time to see how I was doing. He wore the same black look on his face he always wore. I started to get worried that he wasn’t liking my actions so I started taking long licks out of his boots, licking it from the tip of his boot to the flap that stick out at the top.

“I’m getting board with this. Enough!” and he kicked me in the face with his boot as he stood up. “Come here.” he growled, motioning to me with his finger. I didn’t know how to go over to Psymon so I decided to crawl over to him. “Good bitch.” Psymon cooed. And he pulled me up by my hair. I gasped in pain and waited for what my master for tonight would do to me.

He led me over to a standing rack and attracted the bracelets that he put on me earlier to it. He demanded me to struggle and I did, struggling as hard as I could to brake though the chains but it was no good, I couldn’t brake free. He laughed and smacked me across the face as he walked away from the rack. I kept my eyes on Psymon and fallowed him as I saw him walking over to another rack that held his toys and whips. He craned his heard around and gave me an evil smirk as he reached out and grabbed a few of his things and walked back to me. Placing the toys and whips on the ground, he knelt down and wicked up at me as he picked up a cloths pin and lifted up my cock and placed it on the underside of my cock. I bit down on my lip, it didn’t really hurt, it just throbbed and I watched as Psymon picked up another pin and clipped that one under the first one and continued clipping the pins on my cock. By the fifth pin my cock started to turn purple and my cock started to hurt. Psymon laughed as I whined at the pain and he added one last pin to my balls.

“How does that feel?” Psymon asked. “Does it hurt?”

“Yeah.” I breathed; my breathing was hard and heavy. Psymon laughed and stood up, picking up a think stick and played it with his hands before he swats it hard against my chest. I hissed in pain and bit my bottom lip harder and I started to feel something wet fill my mouth.

I thought at first that my mouth was filling up with saliva, but I was wrong. I swallowed the substance in my mouth and found it was blood when I could taste the copper. My face went sour and I stuck out my tongue-bad idea. Psymon stopped hitting me for a second and took a hold of my tongue. I opened my eyes and saw him clamp a small weight on my tongue. I opened my mouth and lowered my head as the weight brought my head down and Psymon went back to hitting me with the stick. I groaned as he hit me harder, hitting me lower and harder as he went down. He finally got a few smacks of my cock before he stopped and picked up a bow whip. My eyes went wide and I started to struggle to really brake free.

“Relax.” Psymon breathed, leaning up against me and licking the shell of my ear and I moaned out and melted to the floor. If I wasn’t chained up to the rack then I would have fallen to the ground. “I’m an expert with this thing.” He then stepped back a few feet from me and cracked the whip a few times and I got scared. “Just don’t move that much.” and with that he aimed for my cock and I clenched my eyes.

I gasped when I herd the sound of the whip crack and I gasped out again when I felt the cloths pin snap off. My heart was beating a mile a minute as I had my eyes closed throughout the whole ordeal. I was really scared that he might miss his target and hit my skin. When I thought that he was finished I opened my eyes slowing, but he wasn’t done. I screamed as I saw Psymon crack the whip one more time and hit my chest, drawing blood.

“Sorry.” Psymon smiled, “I couldn’t resist.” and he then started cracking the whip against my chest, drawing blood every time. Tears started to run down my cheeks as Psymon continued to whip me. I looked up from my beating and saw Psymon had the widest smile I have ever seen. As I looked up, Psymon let the whip fly towards me and I hissed in pain as the whip hit my cheek.

Psymon laughed hard and strolled over to me, licking up the blood that was dripping from my cheek. He moaned out at the taste and bend down, licking up the blood that was dripping down from my cuts. He took his time, slowly licking the blood up from my navel all the way up to my collar bone. I moaned out and my legs began to shake and melt. Psymon smiled and grabbed my face, forcing my mouth open and thrust his tongue deep into my throat. I gagged as Psymon wiggled his tongue around my mouth and drove it down my throat. I gasped for air as Psymon let go of me, smacking my face before he untied me. I wondered what he was going to do next, but it came to no surprise to me as he turned me around. He came around to the front of me and smiled, holding up a ball gag. I opened and he placed the gag in my mouth, pulling it tight across my face. I gave him a sad puppy dog look and he bitched slap me to wipe it off. I hung my head as he walked back around me. I gulped and bit down on the gag as I hissed out in pain, feeling the first crack of the whip on my back. He laughed as he hit me harder, aiming aimlessly on my back. I started to feel blood start to soak my back, covering the floor in a small pool. I lost count after the tenth whipping and I fell limp, having only the hooks keeping me up. I groaned as the whipping stopped and he started licking my wounds.

It felt good and I moaned out, arching my back. He stopped once he saw I liked the licks. He then pulled the cloth I was wearing around my waist down and took up the whip again. I screamed into the gag as he whipped my ass a few times before he stopped. I was happy that he was finished with the whip, but I grew worried what might happen next. Psymon didn’t do anything for a while and I tried to see what he was doing. He laughed and pulled a blind fold over my eyes and tied it tight around my eyes, leaving me in the dark.

“This is going to be fun.” Psymon hissed in my ear, licking the shell of my ear and I gasped out in fear. He bit down on my lobe and pulled as he pushed away from me. He slapped me a few times as he walked away. I didn’t know where he was, but I felt myself being pulled up and I was now balancing myself on just the tip of my big toe.

He slapped my ass hard when he came back to me and I heard a loud hum coming from below me. My mouth fell open and only a squeak escaped my mouth as I felt Psymon press a vibrator against my ass, teasing me with it. As he teased me with the thing, he hit me with a close fist around my wounds. I let out short moans as Psymon started slowly priced my ass, hissing out as it stopped just below my prostate. Psymon had stopped hitting me and he gave me a lick, groaning out. He let the vibrator sit in my ass as I wondered what he was doing. I gasped at the sudden touch on my cock and he slowly slide something rubber around my cock, stretching it out as he worked around my balls.

He flicked at my cock and I hissed in pain, somewhat enjoying the pain. I let a smile escapes my lips and he smacked me across the face, pulling my hair back.

“You are not supposed to enjoy this.” he spat, spitting in my face.

“Sorry, Master!” I yelled out, forgetting my place.

He tosses my head forward and started playing with my ass by pulling the vibrator in and out of my ass, leaving the tip inside. I tried not moan out, but it was easier said then done. I moaned out a few times, causing me to get a hard slap either on my ass, back or face. He saw that I was enjoying this too much so he pulled the vibrator out. I whimpered with the loss and he gave me a few more whips. I sniffled as Psymon untied me, pulling the blindfold off and lead me over to a lay down rack. I gulp as I looked back to see Psymon placing a sex machine between my thighs, and gasped as he slowly pushed the tip of the dildo inside me. It felt good, but I didn’t show it, I didn’t want to get hit again. Psymon laughed and started the machine; I rested my head on the rack and hid my moan. I thought that he was just going to torture me, but I was wrong. He came in front of me and unzipped his pants, exposing himself to me. I licked my lips, knowing what he wanted I started licking the tip. I stared up at him, flicking my tongue out and catching the seed that was starting to leak out from his tip. Psymon let out a long sigh and pushed my head farther down; I guess he was tired of my licks. I gasped out as he held my head down, suffocating me with his cock. I heard him snicker as I struggled to brake free. He held me down longer then the last time he made me suck his cock, and he let me go when my face turned bright blue. I coughed so hard I thought I was going to cough up a lung. He laughed and slapped my face and wondered over to the side of the rack, dropping down till he was at eye level with my ass.

“Keep your head down and forward.” he hissed. I nodded and rested my chin on the wood, thinking what he was going to do. I clenched my teeth as I felt the machine sped up. If felt really good to have that thing in my ass, but my mind was distracted as Psymon pulled on my cock by a whole in the rack. I gasped out as he pulled harder, and the cock ring that he had placed on me wasn’t helping either. I started to groan as Psymon pulled on me harder, I thought that he was going to pull it off and I started to tear up. I heard Psymon laugh for the umpteenth and he stopped for a while. I turned my head to see what he was doing, I gasped and my fear rose as I saw him get a knife from a drawer. I gulped and the tears that were forming in my eyes started to fall.

Psymon stared at me like a derange psycho kill all the way back to the rack, running the sharp blade along my back. I wanted to complain that I was uncomfortable with this, but I was afraid that he might stab me. I gulped as he knelt down once again and pulled at my cock, running the tip of the blade along my cock. I screamed out, even though he wasn’t cutting though my cock, I felt blood start to drip. He smacked my ass hard, and told me to shut the fuck up. I whimpered and allowed him to cut my cock to shreds, turning up the volume on the machine. I tried to focus on the pleaser that the machine was giving me, but it was hard as Psymon moved the pain towards my inner thighs. I licked my lips and I closed my eyes, wishing that I didn’t ask him to torture me, I just wanted to forget my baseball rape. I moaned out as the mixture of pain and pleaser got to me and I arched my back, moaning louder then ever. If I didn’t have this cock ring on, I would have come. The sex machine was now at a pace that no other human could do and Psymon stopped cutting my cock. I panted as he stopped, stopping the sex machine as well. I groaned and I felt weak as Psymon peeled me off the rack, dragging me over to a corner where a suspended swing was hanging. I groaned as he swung me around so I was in front of it, picking me up and placing me in the swing. I was really tired and weak as Psymon placed my ankles in harnesses, spreading them till my whole ass was exposing. I groaned as I grabbed some of the swing strings and I watched though lustful eyes as Psymon snapped on a rubber glove.

I moaned as I felt something cool and wet hit my entrance, rubbing the substance around and inside my hole. He started to lick around my cock, licking the blood off. I groaned and tried to pick myself up, trying to see him. Groaning out, he started pulling his finger in and out of ass. I hissed as he added another finger, and another…and another. He fitted his fingers in my ass till his while hand was inside. I moaned as he pushed his fist in and out of em, diving his arm slowly inside till his whole arm was inside.

“Looks like someone wasn’t clean out his bowels.” Psymon laughed, hitting the point that he couldn’t go any further. He then quickly pulled his arm out, laughing as he walked back to his wall of toys, pulling out a pan and a he placed it underneath me. “Let’s clean it out, shall we?”

I didn’t say anything and he went to his toys again and pulled out a few things. He smirked as he came back, placing pads on the inside on my thighs, around my cock and on my chest. His smirk that he wore grew as he place a dildo back in my ass. He then took all the string that were attached to the pads and rubber cock around and attached them all to a large battery. I gulped and watched as Psymon turned it on. I gasped in pain as I felt a small shock run though the pads and dido that was on attached to me. The shocks were timed, shocking my ass every five seconds. Psymon watched as I jumped out of the swing, yelling out in pain as I got shocked. He laughed when the volts increased and I screamed as Psymon set the shocks to the pads and dido. As I was getting shocked, my ass contract, pushing and pulling the electrify dildo out of my ass. I was finally about to push the thing out of my ass, along with the crap load of shit that was sitting in the bowels. I felt so embarrassed as I shitted in front of Psymon.

“Good boy.” Psymon whispered, raising the volts again and I screamed out in pain before he turned it off. My pants returned and I was glad that he had stopped, but I groaned as he pushed back the electric dildo and pad around my cock, but not before he took off the cock ring. I pressed my lips together as Psymon turned on the battery on last time. I bite my lip and tried not to scream, the electricity was too intense for me. I could tell Psymon was having the time of his life as he watch me in pain, squirming around like a fly trapped in a spider’s web. And I knew that if I was screamed out, he would win. I grunted and groaned as the electricity surged though my cock, making it twitch and seep my juices. “Almost ready to come?” Psymon asked and I shook my head yes.

He then turned up the level of volts one more time and I screamed out, losing the battle of not yelling out to Psymon as I came all over the floor and my stomach. I moaned as Psymon stopped the electricity and the dildo fell out of my ass, my ass was already the size of a serving tray so it was easy for things to fall out of me. He started taking everything out and off of me. I moaned as he picked me up and carried me over to a dirty old mattress in a corner. Placing me gently down on it, I wondered what he was going to do. He did everything he could possibly do to me and I felt like crying as what he might do to me. He walked away from me for a while; I didn’t have the strength to lift my head so I just laid there. When he came back I clenched my teeth and eyes as I saw Psymon pick up something. I hissed in pain, but I quickly stopped when I felt that Psymon was patting me down with something cold and wet.

“What are you doing?” I asked, looking down and saw he was cleaning my cuts and wounds.

“Cleaning you up.” Psymon replied. “You don’t want to return back to your apartment, and have Troy and Bradley ask you a million questions about how you got these markings.”

“True.” I breathed, letting my head fall back down on the mattress. I smiled as the wet liquid that Psymon used to clean my wounds felt good and I let out a small moan. “Was that what you had to go though when you were young?” I asked, thinking what might Psymon went though when he was with all those perverts.

“A little,” he sighed, cleaning and wrapping my chest with gauze. “Most of the rapes and tortures I went though were a lot worse then tonight. Most of the time I wanted to just dye-that was with my dad. With the men I asked to fuck me, it was heaven and I loved all the things they put me though. That was when I started to forget my father.”

I fell silent and let Psymon finished cleaning my body. When he was done, he helped me get back into my street cloths. I question him as he helped me and as we exited the room, I asked him, “Why are you being so nice to me?”

He shrugged. “It’s by bipolar disorder. The meds don’t help that much. I want to get a stringer subscription, but Ace won’t pay for it.”

“Dose Boss-man controls your saving?”

“No, well…yes in a way. You see, I don’t get paid for my work. Ace gets everything.”

“Everything?!” Psymon nodded and he locked his door and we walked into the main floor. I’m his bitch, so he rents me out and he gets everything.”

“That’s awful!” I yelled and Psymon agreed. “Why don’t you just quit?”

“I can’t, he gives me everything I don’t have. Food, pleaser, a roof over my head, and a job. I am in his debt.”

The more that I hear about Psymon’s past, the more he felt bad for him. As we entered the main floor I saw it was deserted, everything was put away and all the customers had all gone home for the night. I had never been in the club when it was passed closing time, and to tell you the truth it was a bit scary. It was cold outside when we exited the club. I wrapped my jacket around my body as I jogged to my car, fumbling with my keys as I watch Psymon straddle his bike and turned it on. I stopped what I was doing as he sped over to me, raising his visor he told me to come back for another torture next week-same time. I nodded and as he sped off into the darkness. I stood out in the cold as I watched and though about Psymon and what he told me, I really felt sorry for the guy. After a moment of staring out into space, I jumped into my car and sped off towards home. It was nearing five o’ clock when I finally got home; I was worried that I might wake up my roommates so I snuck into the house. Tip-toeing into the apartment, I slipped into my room and slid into bed. I let out a heavy sigh as I fell and curled up into a ball, falling to sleep quickly and dreaming of Psymon doing everything he did to me and more this night.