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  When I felt her pussy was clean, I moved to her ass. I moved the cloth lower, toward her pucker, and she pulled back in pain. I didn’t want to look, afraid I’d see tearing and blood, but to my surprise and relief, there was none. I had no clue if there was any internal damage, though, and clearly… it hurt her.

  I wondered about her tail, which she was still holding. I didn’t want to put it back in, and I hoped she’d let it stay out all night. I finished cleaning everything, wanting to get her in a real bath in the morning. “All done,” I said and put the rag on the bathroom sink.

  I took a moment to check my phone again. Seth still hadn’t answered. I realized, though, with the time change, it was only like seven in the morning. He was probably still asleep. I texted him again, explaining more. Raven was hurt at the club. Please call me when you wake up.

  When I walked back into my room, Raven hadn’t moved. Her legs, which had been tense, were now more relaxed and had fallen open. I moved her slightly, so that she seemed more comfortable.

  I walked around the bed and climbed in. It was so odd having her in my bed, but nice too. It wasn’t that I’d never slept with a woman in my bed, well, I’d never had a woman sleep in this particular bed because I’d bought it when I’d built the house, but I’d slept all night with my former girlfriends.

  That was vanilla though, and it seemed so different, and so far in my past. Having a submissive sleep with me was definitely new. We weren’t in Dom/sub roles, at least not in the way that I was commanding her and she was obeying me, but we were in the way that I was looking out for her and she was relying on me to protect her.

  When I’d climbed into bed, she’d been laying to my left, on her back, but when I woke a few hours later, she was on her side, curled into me. It was a wonderful feeling, but the shared body heat had made me sweat. She seemed hot too. Her hair was damp and sticking to her forehead. I ran my hand over her forehead and she felt very warm. I chalked it up to her being used to sleeping in her crate with just a blanket rather than in my bed, with my down comforter and me throwing off my body heat.

  I moved the blanket just a bit, hoping to cool her down and fell back asleep. It was after three am the next time I woke up.

  Raven was screaming in her sleep, kicking and punching at nothing.

  “Raven,” I said softly, and then again more loudly. “Raven!” I tried to catch her hands so she wouldn’t hurt herself.

  The third time I called her name she woke up. She stopped screaming and fighting the air, but she was still frantic. Her breathing was ragged and she started feeling all around the bed.

  At first, I thought maybe she was still disoriented, but when her fingers came into contact with her tail, which had fallen out of her hand as she slept, she instantly calmed down. She reached around behind herself to put it in. She whimpered in pain. I wasn’t sure if it was her ass or just the muscles from moving around so much.

  “Raven, wait. I don’t want you to hurt yourself.”

  She looked at me skeptically.

  “Wait here, please.”

  She held the tail in her hand as I left the bed. I knew she’d brought many tails and Seth had said that I could choose which one she wore. I wanted to take that opportunity to make a good choice for her. Going to her bag, I dumped them all out onto the bed in the spare room. I searched through them looking for the one with the smallest anal plug. Finding a tiny pink plastic plug that attached to a silky black tail. It would be soft and as comfortable as a tail attached to an anal plug could be.

  When I entered the bedroom, she smiled.

  I didn’t have to ask her to turn over, she simply rolled onto her side and spread her ass cheeks. I used some lubricant from my night stand and then slipped it in. I could feel her body tremble when I pushed it in and I had to wonder how much it hurt her. I knew she’d never say. Hell, that’s part of what got her into this situation. The other part was me. I should have kept a closer eye on her. There was no point in dwelling on that. It was in the past, all I could do now was take excellent care of her and make sure it didn’t happen again. The rest of the blame went to Seth. He was the one who set it up with those assholes. What the fuck had he been thinking? I glanced over at my phone on the nightstand, no messages from Seth. It was nine in the morning there. He should have been up. Where was he?

  The entire episode must have taken a lot out of Raven because, before I knew it, she was asleep again. If I’d thought she was warm before, she was on fire after her nightmare. I held her close though, despite the incredible amount of heat that was coming off of her.

  The sun was just peeking in the window when I woke the next time. I was hot, but Raven was boiling. Her hair was wet and she was moaning in her sleep. I wondered if it was another nightmare.

  “Raven, sweetie, wake up.”

  Her eyes opened slowly and the moaning stopped. She didn’t look very good. Maybe it was the damp hair, but there was something about her eyes too. All of the sudden a look of panic came over Raven’s face and she jumped from the bed and ran into the bathroom. The leash I’d clipped to her collar before bed trailed behind her.

  I was only a few steps behind that. I entered the bathroom just in time to see Raven kneeling in front of the toilet, emptying the contents of her stomach. The first thing that popped into my head was morning sickness. And as fucked up as it was, for a split second I had hoped that she was pregnant. It was a ridiculous wish. Not only was she on birth control pills, but she wasn’t even mine to have a child with. And did I even want a child? I’d never wanted one until that moment. On top of that, she’d given no indication that she ever wanted to have a child. No, it wasn’t pregnancy. She likely had caught a bug.

  When she’d finished vomiting, I handed her a cool cloth. She used it to wipe her mouth and I used another one to run over her forehead. She sat there on the bathroom floor for a few minutes before I picked her up and carried her back to bed.

  She fell back to sleep and I had a chance to really look at her in the daylight. Her cheek had a bruise on it and she definitely had a black eye. Her body was covered with various bruises and I could see what looked like several bite marks. What worried me the most though, was how hot she was.

  Once again, I checked to see if Seth had texted. It was ridiculous. It was the afternoon there now. I texted him again and took a few pictures of her while she slept. I would send those next. If that didn’t get him to respond, I didn’t know what would.

  When she woke an hour later to vomit again, I took her temperature. It was one hundred and two. She needed a doctor, possibly a hospital. Thoughts of internal injury started to plague me. The problem was, how the fuck did I take her to a hospital? She’d been beaten, and there would be a hell of a lot of questions. She didn’t even speak. Would they take her away from me? I would if I were a cop. I mean, if I saw some guy bring in a woman who looked the way Raven looked, I’d assume the guy did it. I needed advice.

  I had just laid Raven back in my bed when my phone rang. Reaching across her and picking it up, I was glad to see it was Seth. “Where the fuck have you been?” I asked through gritted teeth.

  “Sorry, man. I was out till like 4 am, so I slept until like noon. Then my phone was dead so I was charging it.”

  I understood his explanation, but it still didn’t help.

  “I saw your text saying that Raven is hurt. Don’t worry about it. Raven’s a tough girl, I’m sure she’s fine.”

  My blood started to boil again. “No, she’s not fine!” I responded. “Hang on,” I said, uploading the photos I’d taken of her and pushing send.

  “You don’t know what she can take,” Seth said. “I mean, she’s a pretty tough chick and… holy shit! Is that her?” he asked. Apparently, the pictures had come through. “Is she all right?” he asked concern now evident in his voice.

  “No, she’s not all right,” I responded. “You can see the pictures. She needs bedrest, but on top of that, she has a fever. I’m worried about internal bleeding
or something. I think I should take her to the hospital? What do you think will happen to her there?”

  “No! Don’t take her to the hospital. They will take her, especially looking like that.”

  “Well, I have to do something,” I growled. “Her fever is over one hundred and two degrees. She could have internal bleeding.”

  “I agree. We have to do something. I’ll call the doctor.”

  It seemed to me that we were back to square one. A doctor would be the same as a hospital in regards of trying to remove Raven from our homes. “Not a regular doctor,” Seth added. “He’s my personal doctor. He actually has treated Raven before.”

  It seemed odd to have a doctor, who dealt in this sort of thing, and part of it didn’t sit right with me, but there was no time to argue. If he were an actual doctor, he’d be able to help.

  Seth texted me his number and I called immediately. “Hi, Dr. Brentwood?” I asked when he answered the phone.

  “Yes, this is Dr. Brentwood. How can I help you?”

  “I need your help. My um…” I couldn’t say submissive or pet, could I? It seemed strange. I tried a different approach. “Someone is sick, and needs you to look at them.”

  “You’re going to have to call the office on Monday and schedule an appointment with a secretary. If this is an emergency, please go to the hospital.”

  This was getting me nowhere. I couldn’t wait until Monday morning, and I’d take her to the hospital, but only as a last resort. I didn’t feel he understood the urgency. “But this is for Raven.”

  “Seth?” the doctor questioned.

  “No, my name is Kade. Seth gave me your number. He’s overseas. Raven is staying with me.”

  “And she’s sick? How sick?”

  “She’s really hurt, and sick. There was an incident at the club. She’s banged up, but I’m worried because she has a high fever. It’s 102.2. I just don’t think that’s okay. I wanted her to see a doctor.”

  “Yes. I’d like to see her,” he said. “Give me your address please.”

  After giving Dr. Brentwood my address, he said he’d be over in about forty-five minutes.

  I paced anxiously until he arrived.

  Raven had woken once, vomited and was lying in bed once again. She hadn’t fallen asleep again when the doctor arrived.

  I went to the door to let him in and showed him upstairs.

  “Want to tell me what happened?” he asked on our way up.

  “Seth had set up this scene with two guys. I didn’t know them at all. Raven went to play with them, but they were really rough.”

  We’d reached the top of the stairs and the partially closed door to my room.

  Dr. Brentwood looked at me waiting for more of an explanation.

  “Why don’t you just check her out, and then I’ll answer any questions you might have, if I can. I wasn’t there for most of it.” I felt like an ass saying that last part, but that was typical. Most Dom’s didn’t watch their submissives when they played with other Doms. Still, I should have been closer, checked more. I’d carry that guilt for the rest of my life.

  I pushed open the door and Dr. Brentwood walked in. The sunlight was streaming in the windows, making Raven very visible. She was beautiful, despite her black eye, cut lip and sheen of sweat that covered her body.

  Dr. Brentwood stopped for a moment and stared, clearly in shock.

  I supposed I hadn’t explained the extent of her injuries.

  He went into doctor mode though. He moved to her bedside, and began the routine tests. He put a thermometer in her mouth and pulled out a stethoscope to listen to her heart and lungs. He didn’t say a word until the thermometer beeped and he removed it from her mouth. “Did you say she had a temperature of 102 when we were on the phone?”

  “Yeah. It was 102.2 about an hour and a half ago. Is her fever gone?”

  Dr. Brentwood shook his head. “No, it’s 103.4. What have you given her for it?”

  “Nothing, well, I gave her some Tylenol last night. I guess it might have worn off.”

  I wanted to kick myself for not giving her more. What the fuck was wrong with me? “I was just so worried about her fever and possible other injuries, I hadn’t thought of it.”

  “That’s fine. It’s good I know what her true temperature is, but we’ve got to lower it. I’m going to give her both Tylenol and Advil to reduce it. If that doesn’t work in half an hour, we’ll have to give her a cool bath. I’d rather not do that though.”

  I watched him get out the medication. I went to get a glass of water from the bathroom.

  Raven sat up to take the pills and then slumped back on the pillows.

  While we waited the thirty minutes, Dr. Brentwood examined her. She winced a lot and cried out once when he pushed on her abdomen.

  “Do you see anything?” I asked him anxiously.

  He shook his head. “Yes, there is a lot of damage, and I’m not trying to minimalize it, but there doesn’t appear to be any broken bones or internal bleeding. He looked at one of the bite marks. This could be infected, but I don’t see it causing that high of a fever. I’m not sure what’s causing the fever.”

  I thought about the part I hadn’t really mentioned. “Do you think it might have something to do with anal?”

  “She had anal sex?” he asked, looking down at her once again. “Raven, I need to see your ass. Roll onto your side for me.”

  She did as he asked and her tail came into view.

  Dr. Brentwood looked at me and raised his eyebrows.

  “She couldn’t sleep without it in,” I said by way of explanation.

  He nodded. I guess he did know her well. “I need to remove your tail, Raven. It’s just for a few minutes.” He pulled out the tail and her little pucker closed immediately. It was red and swollen. You could definitely tell she’d been fucked in the ass, but just like the night before, it wasn’t bleeding.

  “There could be some internal tearing...and that could have gotten infected,” The doctor said. “I could try to examine her to see.” He leaned in closer, but Raven twitched and whimpered.

  At first, I thought it was about the examination, but when she sat up I saw it on her face. “Hang on Babygirl,” I said, reaching over and handing her the trashcan next to my bed. I knew we’d never make it to the bathroom, not with the doctor in the way.

  He waited until she was finished vomiting. “You didn’t tell me she’d been vomiting.”

  “Sorry, I thought I did. I’m sorry. I haven’t slept and I was so worried about if she had internal injuries.”

  “Well, in a way, she might.” He turned to Raven. “Raven, did you have oral sex after anal sex?”

  “Yes,” I said as she nodded her head once. Everyone knew that if you had anal sex, you finished there. No oral or vaginal after that. Sure, I knew plenty of people who did, and were fine, but I’d heard you could really get sick. Was this what happened? “Was it oral after anal?” I asked the doctor.

  Dr. Brentwood turned back to me. “Yes. It’s most likely e. coli or rotavirus. It’s treatable with antibiotics. I think I have what you need in the car.”

  I didn’t even want to know why he’d have a pharmacy in his car, but I felt grateful that he did.

  “I’ll go and check. Get her some more water. You don’t want her dehydrated. When’s the last time she urinated?” he stopped to ask as he was at the bedroom door.

  “Uh, I’m not sure, not all night or today.” Saying it, I realized how dehydrated she must have been.

  “Then she needs fluids, and she’ll need something to eat once she can keep food down. She’ll need her strength to heal from her other injuries.” He left the room to go check his car.

  I looked down at Raven who was looking up at me. I ran my fingers along her cheek and she leaned into me. “I’m going to go empty this,” I said holding up the trash can, glad there had been a bag in it. “Then I’ll get you some water. I bet that Dr. Brentwood will have just what you need.”

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bsp; I came back up into the room with a glass of water and a minute later, he appeared with a tiny manila envelope. “She should take one of these twice a day for seven days. She should be feeling a lot better by tomorrow.”

  He handed me the packed, took out the thermometer and stood next to Raven. “Let’s get that temperature again. Open.” Raven opened her mouth and he put it under her tongue. It felt like an eternity until it beeped. “100.4,” he said.

  I was so relieved. Raven looked relieved too, because she let her head relax onto the pillow and closed her eyes.

  “Keep the fluids in her.”

  I nodded.

  “I’d like to come and check on her in a few days.”

  “Certainly,” I said looking at her and then back at the doctor. I took out my wallet. “How much do I owe you?” I asked, not sure I had enough. I had a few hundred in cash, quite a bit more in the safe in the basement.

  “There’s no charge.”

  I quirked my eyebrow.

  “Seth and I work it out in trade,” he explained. His eyes moved over to Raven. If he thought he was going to fuck her, he was the one who would be needing a doctor.

  The doctor smiled before I could say anything. “Of course, Raven is ill. I wouldn’t dream of taking payment now.”

  I don’t know why it bothered me to hear him say this. He’d been nothing but professional. I walked him downstairs and to the porch.

  “You have my number. Please call, day or night if anything changes with her.”

  I stopped in the kitchen to get her a glass of water and some crackers. When I went back upstairs, I was glad she was still awake. “Babygirl, I need you to drink some of this, and eat the crackers if you think you can.”

  “It took her awhile, but she did get down most of the water and two crackers. She looked exhausted, but when I felt her, she didn’t feel hot like she had earlier.

  It was a long day, with her sleeping off and on, throwing up occasionally.

  I napped with her in the afternoon. I was exhausted. I couldn’t imagine how she felt. During the night, she woke a few times with nightmares. It was strange that I’d never heard her voice, but I’d heard her high pitched scream. Each time she’d wake, I’d hold her and she’d fall back asleep in my arms. More often than not, when I woke she was in my arms her head pressed to my chest. Her fever was gone and it was a wonderful feeling. I hadn’t realized how much I missed the feeling of a woman in my arms.