Post by Deleted on Feb 4, 2016 20:09:59 GMT -5
After a long evening and night of strenuous fun for Paisley and Samuel they had both finally passed out. They had spent so much energy on a much needed release that they needed the rest. In her dreams she recalled her time at the asylum. All the time she spent alone because of her violent outburst and the injuries she caused to the orderly’s. She recalled back at the time one of the new nurses got a snappy attitude with her. Paisley picked up and chair and hit her with it repeatedly. She spent the rest of her days confined in a solitary cell. Those were some good times for her.
Her Eyes opened as sunlight came through the office window and hit her face. She looked up and saw Samuel’s sleeping face and she smirked. She was using his chest as her pillow. She could see scratch marks all over him. Paisley leaned up and nibbled on Sam’s ear. She then sat up and climbed over to straddle him sitting on his torso. “Wakey Wakey. It’s a bright new day time for fun.” She said in a happy childlike tone. She then leaned forward and let her lips meet his. She had found her new master and was loyal only to him. Only time would tell if this became his blessing or curse.
Paisley traced her fingers down the muscles on his chest. Feeling his warmth and just thinking about all their time spent made her excited for the future. There was sure to be more havoc they could inflict on this unsuspecting world. Looking around the room to see all the books and pictures knocked down and the almost broken desk she almost hated to leave this little slice of fun.