I groaned in pain as I am sure I have a few broken ribs. Since I feel like I am dead I can only imagine how many new bruises I have. I can hear crying next to me as I slowly open my eyes, my right eye can’t fully open. I turn my head groaning in pain as a sharp, vibrating pain shoots through my head. The crying stops as I groan in pain. Suddenly, the bed dips a bit as someone takes my hand
crying, “Oh thank God that you didn’t die! I promise that I will never hurt you again like that. I love you my sweet wife.”
My throat was sore as I croaked out, “W-what ha-happened?”
Jack looks down at his hands before he says, “I-I took your punishment a li-little too far. I kicked you so hard and so many times that I broke a couple of your ribs and caused internal bleeding. You have a minor concussion. When you passed out, I called a doctor that is on the Company’s pay to come check you out.”
“Thank you for calling a doctor but I really should go to the hospital, Sir.”
“No! You will stay here and rest for another day and tomorrow you will get back to your daily chores.”, he says to me angerly, “The doctor said another day of rest and you should be able to get back onto your feet.”
I stare at him and ask tentatively, “Another day? H-how long have I been out?”
Jack looks down at the floor for a minute then looks back at me with tears in his eyes and says to me, “You’ve been asleep for three days.”
I looked at him with disbelief and asked, “Why didn’t you take me to the hospital? What if I died?”
“I didn’t take you to the hospital because I couldn't explain why or how you got hurt without risking suspicion or getting arrested! I called the doctor that is on pay, and she patched you up. She said you would be fine.”, he yelled at me. In the next moment he calmly looked at me and told me, “If you had died, I would have buried you in our backyard under your willow tree, where I can keep you all to myself.”
I looked at him in disbelief but said to him in a calm, tentative manner, “Okay then. Um, do you need to head to work? I will be fine here, and I promise to stay in bed like you want so I can get back to my chores tomorrow.”
Jack clears his throat and gets up saying, “Yes, I do have to get ready for work as it is close to six o’clock in the morning. I will go get in the shower and head to work. Just stay in bed for today and tomorrow you can catch back up on the chores.”, before he heads to the bathroom, he turns to me and says to me, “I promise baby I will never hit you again. I will no longer do severe punishments.”
He walks to the closet to grab his work clothes, then walks to the bathroom to get in the shower. I don’t understand how he could have let me be in this state for three days. How do you not take someone to the hospital? I sat there staring at the door in disbelief and that’s when the realization dawned on me. He would have let me die and nobody would know it. I need to get out of here.
He walks out of the bathroom half dressed for work. Jack is carrying his shirt and tie in his hand. He is well built but not too bulky, has a light southern tan, and a somewhat pronounced six pack. Jack likes to keep his body completely free of hair, which is one of the reasons I liked him in the beginning. I really dislike chest and armpit hair. I used to admire how beautiful he is but now when I look at him, I just see a monster.
“I messaged one of my friends who knows a trustworthy home nurse aid, who will be coming to take care of you today. You will be good for her or there will be consequences. You will stay in bed, you will eat everything put in front of you, and you will rest. I want you back on your feet tomorrow, making me breakfast for me before I go to work.” Jack tells me as he is throwing his shirt and tie on
I watched as he walked across the bedroom to the closet door mirror, fixing his hair, and asked, “What do you mean “a trustworthy home nurse aid?”
He pauses on fixing his hair, looking at me through the mirror and says to me, “She is a trusted health professional who is in my friend’s pocket. She gets paid to keep secrets and that is all you need to know.”
“Yes Sir.” I respond looking down at my hands in my lap, “May I ask when she will be here?”
“She should be here any minute.”, Jack said as the doorbell rings, “Speaking of which, looks like she is here.”
Jack exits the bedroom, half closing the door. I can hear him walking down the hall to the stairs. A few minutes later I hear the front door opening, greeting whoever is at the door. I can hear them talking but not what they are saying. They talk for about ten minutes before I hear them coming up the stairs.
Jack walks through the door with a female about my age, “Sweetie, this is Leah Millson. You will address her as Ms. Millson or Ma’am. She will be taking care of you for the day. Leah has her instructions. Make sure you behave.”
“Yes Sir. Good morning, Ma’am, thank you for taking care of me today. I promise to be on my best behavior.”
Leah looks at me and says, “You better be because I have permission to serve you with small punishments. You may not look me in the eyes, and you will treat me with respect as you treat your Master. You will eat anything and everything I serve to you, you will ask permission to go to the bathroom, and you will sleep when I tell you to sleep.”
“Yes Ma’am.” I said looking down at my hands.
Jack clicks his tongue and happily says, “Well with the introductions over I am headed to work. I will be home at about four o’clock this afternoon. I will be wanting hourly updates. Oh, and Leah please have dinner done before I get off work. If you need ideas for dinner, just ask Luna.”
“I am sure Mrs. Moonstone can help me with ideas.” Leah said, looking at me with a pointed look.