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The next day actually went pretty normal. Hard to believe considering what I had been through the previous night, but I woke up to Darkstar entering the room to unlock my handcuffs, we had a little chat about what had happened and what was to come, and then he had given me back my clothes and left me to get ready for school. And so there I was, back in sixth period, once again listening to Mr. Turner lecture about the French Revolution and not hearing a word he said.

I was nervous, Déjà vu, not freaking out like I had been yesterday, but enough to tie my stomach in a knot and occupy all my thoughts. It was something Dark had said this morning, something I had been trying to come to grips with all day, and now that the time was growing closer, I knew I was out of time. I knew it was something that had to be done, and that it couldn't hurt me anymore, but that didn't take away from the shame I felt at having to do it, and the worst part was that I knew Dark was right, I had to tell my father I was gay.

If your just joining me let me explain a few things. My father isn't the most sentimental of people, and at times I feel he cares more about his career than he does about me. That has been doubly true since he decided to run for Governor. His campaign manager has him convinced that his only way to win is on a super conservative Christian platform; lower taxes, family values, immigration is bad, gays and lesbians will burn in hell.... that kind of thing. The irony being that if it ever came out that I was gay, the family values candidate would have no choice but to disown his own son, that's what I was freaking out about yesterday by the way. I'd been saved from my seemingly inevitable fate by Darkstar, who offered to take me in, give me a free ride through high school and even pay for my college, all I had to do was be his slave. I accepted. Then I found out he meant sexual slavery and intended to pimp me out to every guy in town...its complicated, let's just say I kind of like it but I'm not too fond of some of my clients.

Which brings us back to sixth period history. Thirty minutes left in class and my notebook has nothing new to show. I sat there staring at the guillotine I had drawn yesterday discovering that I had drawn a perfect metaphor for how I had been feeling and hadn't even realized it. Like I was one of those French nobles sitting in a cell, just waiting for their turn to face the guillotine.

Today was different though. I knew I had to tell my father, but once I did this would all be over. Whether he accepted me or disowned me it didn't matter, that chapter of my life would be over and I would be free to enjoy a life of kinky sex and zero responsibility. I picked up my pencil and sketched out the outline of a bird sitting on top of the guillotine I had drawn. A bird consumed by fire that enveloped the entire guillotine and most of the page in a raging inferno of graphite lines. That's how I felt today.

Realizing that the solution to my worries was to burn my life down around me brought a sadistic smile to my face.

_ Dear gods of chaos, I accept your challenge and pledge to make myself into an agent of chaotic pleasure and spread your will wherever I go._

_ -Sincerely and irrevocably,_

_ Roxan_

*Stomp

"AAAAOOOOWWWWW!!!!!!!" The lion in front of me roared in protest as my foot came down hard on his tail and ground it into the floor. He whipped around in his seat glaring at me, murder in his eyes. The rest of the class was watching us too, the roar of pain enough to grab the attention of every eye in the room, teacher included.

I stared into those rage filled eyes and laughed, out loud. I could see he wanted to punch me in the face, and keep punching me until I was nothing but a bloody stain on the floor. Hell the only thing holding him back was the fact that the entire class was watching him. I didn't care. Most people would have been terrified if Jeff, a 6' 200+lb lion, looked at them with that much hate and malice, but I just kept laughing, leaning sideways to dig in my backpack and pull out a pink dog collar etched with tribal designs. I stared Jeff in the eyes while he huffed in rage and the teacher tried vainly to regain control of his class. I casually slipped the collar around my neck, pulled it tight, and buckled the clasp. Then I leaned back in my chair, crossed my arms and gave the towering lion a smug grin while I kicked him under the desk, just to pull his tail.

"You fucking little whore", Jeff spat out through his teeth. "You think putting that on makes you safe?" his voice was rising and his knuckles were growing white from gripping the back of his chair so hard, "As soon as that bell rings I'm gonna....."

"AH HEM" the sound came from behind me to my left. I didn't have to look to know who it was, but Jeff looked, even though he knew dam well who it was. I watched Jeff's face through the silent exchange, his snarl wavered, his lips closed over his teeth though his jaw was still clenched tight. His face took on an almost protestant expression through the rage that was just below the surface. Petitioning Dark silently for permission to hit me.

I turned around in my seat giving Dark my best innocent face, and kicking Jeff in the back for a second time. The lion roared again in indignation, and my face broke from a mask of innocence to a grin of mischief.

Dark was staring back at us, his face showing stern disapproval, he was pissed and I could tell but fuuuuuuck him. I was giddy with the amount of 'D.G.A.F.' running through me at that moment. I had been stressed, bought, fucked and then sent back to school like nothing had happened and I had finally snapped. Fuck dark, fuck Jeff, fuck my dad, fuck my lif! I was so tired of worrying that I decided I just wouldn't anymore. From now on I was going to have fun with my lot in life no matter what was thrown at me. So in the face of Dark's cold stare, I laughed, and the history class around me ignored me like nothing was happening.

Jeff and I both looked at Dark like a couple of quarreling siblings looking to daddy to solve our differences, Jeff adopting a tone of angry expectation while I showed blissful ignorance of any wrongdoing while simultaneously digging my toes into Jeff's side for the third time in as many minutes.

I could tell that Dark didn't find the situation nearly as funny as I did but again, I really didn't care. His cold calculating eyes moved from me to Jeff and back again. When they locked on me he mouthed two words in silent command, "Bathroom... Now".

I laughed again, a silent chuckle this time as I mouthed back, "Really?"

Dark nodded in that commanding way of his and I had no choice but to go along with it. I shook my head to myself and turned back to the front of the room, raising my hand to the teacher, "Can I be excused?" I asked the teacher, still unable to stop laughing, "apparently I need to go to the bathroom".

HE LOOKED AT DARK!!!!!!! The fucking teacher was taking cues from Darkstar! I busted up laughing at the ridiculousness, but he must have gotten a nod because he looked back at me and nodded his approval.

I got up and took my book bag with me, somehow I knew I wouldn't be back before the bell rang, and headed out of class. By the time I was out of the classroom I was skipping with glee at the shit I had just gotten away with. _Hey Saka why's your face red? _I slapped my forehead with my palm and laughed hysterically, not caring who heard or even why I was laughing, it was all just too much.

The nearest bathroom was down a flight of stairs in the basement level and around the corner, I skipped the whole way there, my mind filled with visions of Slaanesh cultists in brightly colored clothes charging towards space marine gunmen. Reaching the stairs I jumped down six steps at a time, stumbling when I hit the turn before jumping the last ten steps in a single bound and rolling when I landed on the basement level. It's amazing what you can do when you don't care how you look or what people will think of you.

I made it to the bathroom, feeling light headed and giddy. I didn't want to stop moving, after jumping the stairs I just wanted to Parkour the entire school, running from classroom to classroom jumping on desks and running before anyone could catch me or tell me to stop. I knew I could outrun every teacher in school, and now that I knew that Dark could get me out of any trouble I got into, I didn't see why I shouldn't get into as much trouble as I could!

I was pacing the bathroom, thinking about all the possibilities that had opened up for me, and all the things that had become possible just by putting on a pink fucking collar, when I heard voices from the hallway.

The door burst open and slammed against the wall and Dark entered the bathroom followed by the towering lion.

"Oh my god that was great!" I almost yelled in my hysterical state, "The fucking teacher looks to you for direction! I cant belie...."

CRACK!!!

I felt the sting of the back of Darks hand, but even that didn't snap me out of my hysterics. "HAHAHAHA! That FUCKING HURT!", I laughed, "Do it again!"

He did. Twice.

"AHAHAHA once more! Just once more and I'll be fine, I swear".

"No".

"PLEASE!!!" hysteria gave way to a flash of desperation as the fading sensation in my cheeks left me feeling cold and empty, "I need it! Please..." I dropped to my knees, clutching at his clothes, unsure of why I was doing any of this, just knowing that the pain in my face was the only thing that felt real at the moment. Everything else was hysterical numbness where nothing made any sense. Teachers were following orders from students, students could run amok of the school, and the Lions that wants to kill me is being held back by the command of a Panwolf 3/4ths his size.

I started cracking up again, "HAHAHAHA Chaos reigns! Hahaha"

Strong hands gripped me by the hair and yanked my head up so that I was looking at Dark directly. "It's obvious that you've broken. I've been expecting this but hoped it would be in a less public forum". Broken? That's what you call this? I'm FREE BITCH!!!!!, I started to laugh again, the cool blanket of insanity wrapping itself around my mind.

Another sharp tug on my hair brought me back to reality, "Chaos doesn't reign", he pulled me up from my knees and leaned into my ear, "I do". The cool touch of insanity left me; I swallowed hard and felt the tight grip of the collar around my neck. "I don't care if you go bat shit crazy in your own head, but in public you will act normal, and at all times you will obey my orders to the letter. Is that clear?"

"Hahaha, I'm in the bathroom aren't I? Master?" I liked it. I liked having a master to tell me what to do, one voice I could listen to above all others and the rest could go fuck themselves. Daddy issues?.... me?

"That's right". He eased his grip on my hair, "and do you know what happens to bitches in bathrooms?"

"They get fucked!" I said defiantly, turning to look at Jeff as I said it.

"That's right." he let go of me and turned towards the door, placing a wet floor sign outside and locking the door from the inside. "Now take your clothes off and get in that stall, you have an apology to make".

"Yes Master", I replied, standing and turning towards the bathroom stall nearest us. I pulled my shirt up over my head, flexing my abs and chest as I did to maximize the view. Tossing my shirt to the side I stepped into the stall unbuckling my belt and unzipping my jeans. I swayed my ass from side to side, thumbs guiding my waistband over my rump ever so slowly. I raised my tail high as I pulled my jeans all the way to the ground, steadying myself with one hand on the toilet seat and swishing my tail from side to side.

I could hear Jeff panting behind me. Despite how much he hated me, he wanted to fuck me even more.

"Not so fast Jeff", Darks voice was low and commanding, "This isn't some charity, money first."

"You're asking me for money? After what that little bitch did to me in class?"

"I fail to see the connection. You want to fuck? Pay up, or go hang out with your football buddies." His voice held a steel edge of resolve to it, no negotiation, no deals.

"And why don't I just go get some of my football buddies right now? The lions voice was a menacing growl, I peeked back out of the stall to see the football star towering over Darkstar, but he didn't back up. He didn't even bat an eye. He just stood there staring the taller Lion down. After a long moment he took a long measured breath and spoke.

"You know exactly why you're not going to do that. You know that if the entire football team was in here right now, all it would take was a single word from me and they would have you on the ground bruised and bloody from head to foot.

He took a step forward into the lion. "You know dam well who I am and what I can do. Don't you Jeffrey?"

The lion went pale beneath his fur. I know it's impossible but I swear he shrunk six inches just listening to Darkstar talk.

"Well?"

"Yes" The towering rage filled football star was gone, in his place stood a cowardly lion who looked like he just got castrated.

I couldn't hold it in anymore, "I may be the bitch in the room but it looks like you're the one with NO BALLS!!!! HAHAHA!!" I was cracking up, butt naked, leaning against the stall when the lion turned to me, all the rage that had been beaten down by Darkstar suddenly finding a new outlet. Oh shit...hehehe. "Ready for round two Pussy?!?!" I taunted him, the pain of my previous fucking completely forgotten.

His eyes went red and he reached into his pocket, opening his wallet as he turned to me, pulling out all the money he had and tossing it over his shoulder at Darkstar. For a moment the bathroom was raining what looked like hundred dollar bills. Fucking rich people...

"One more thing, use these".

Jeff turned just in time to catch a box of condoms and a small bottle of lube. "The fuck do I need condoms for? I'm not going to get him pregnant"

"I saw the sheets this morning. Too much blood, those are lionguard condoms, thick enough to keep your barbs tucked. You'll wear those or you'll get your barbs filed, up to you". His tone was matter of fact, totally betraying the fact that he had just told Jeff to sand paper his dick.

"Aaaww putty cat needs a raincoat" I taunted him again, turning back around to lean over the toilet seat, crossing my arms over the bowl and stretching lazily to get more comfortable. Not a care in the world. Lifting my tail high and flicking if from side to side invitingly as I looked over my shoulder at the seething lion.

He was staring at the box of condoms in his hands, his indecision playing out on his face as his pride wrestled with his lust. Finally he growled in defeat and ripped open the box of condoms, stripping down with impatience and slipping on the thick white rubber ring.

_ This is going to be fun. Just one more jab to bring back that rage, one more is all it'll take to make this legendary. _ I tried to think of an insult, any insult would do, but as I watched that walking wall of muscle walk towards me, my mind drew a blank. Instead I watched him come at me, radiating dominant malice with a fiery resolution. He wanted to fuck me, he wanted to dominate me, he wanted to vent everything that he couldn't do to Darkstar onto me, and I wanted him to do it. Shivers ran down my spine just looking at him, rubbing lube onto his engorged member. My own member was hardening beneath me in anticipation when suddenly I knew what I had to say.

I met Jeff's hardened gaze, unable to hold a straight face, I smiled widely into the face of domination, "I always thought you were a pussy Jeff, but taking orders from a dog? That's a new low, even for you O King of the Jungle".

He was right behind me when I said it, and I knew instantly that I had struck a nerve. He grabbed me by the hair and pulled me up so he could growl in my ear. "Dark said I can't leave a mark on you, Fine, but I'm not going to listen to your fucking mouth for one more second".

My heart raced, being this close to an angry predator with nothing to protect me but a pink collar, it didn't seem like much, and a sane person would have gotten the hint to shut their mouth, but... "Big words pussy, what are you goi--"

He grabbed me by the collar and yanked me up off the toilet bowl where I was laying, the collar digging into my throat and cutting me off mid thought. No sooner was I up than he forced me back down, shoving my face into the waiting toilet bowl. I gasped in surprise, gulping down toilet water as I did. A second later he pulled me back up, holding me so my muzzle was still in the water and I could just barely gasp for breath and cough the water out of my lungs.

"Consider this lesson one of being a bitch: Keep your FUCKING mouth SHUT!" he roared in my ear, shaking me by the collar as he yelled. He kicked the backs of my knees and my legs gave out without a fight, bringing me to my knees over the toilet. I gripped the edges of the bowl to steady myself, lest I fall in of my own accord.

I didn't reply to his remark, more because I was still coughing up water than because I cared about his lessons, but he took my silence as acknowledgement. Letting go of my collar he ran his hands up through my hair, flexing his fingers against my scalp like I was his pet.

"There, that's better; you're much cuter when you're not running your mouth." He said possessively, running his other hand down my back and stroking my tail. I have to admit it felt nice, letting him pet me while I caught my breath, but his firm stokes and the hard edge in his voice told me it wasn't going to be a pleasant ride. His fingers closed in my hair and I knew I was about to get wet again.

I took a deep breath, anticipating what was to happen next, and let him push me down into the toilet for a second time. He pressed my face against the cold unforgiving porcelain at the bottom of the bowl, rubbing my face around until my muzzle fell into the hole at the base. I struggled instinctively but there was nothing I could do from this angle. He had at least 60 lbs on me and leverage to hold me down, all I could do was wait.

I started counting, 1 Mississippi...2 Mississippi...3 Mississippi...

He held me under for a long moment, rubbing his member between my cheeks to tease me while I struggled. His coated shaft felt incredibly smooth as it passed over my tail hole, the barbs held within becoming bumps that tickled and teased as he rubbed. His warm shaft suddenly became icy cold, and I knew without seeing that he was pouring lubricant over his shaft.

6 Mississippi... 7 Mississippi...8 Mississippi....

Up and down he rubbed, coating my backside with the cooling jelly before pulling back to line himself up. His tapered tip poked against my tail hole, the smooth condom and lubricating jelly still not enough to penetrate without a fight.

My struggling and need for air was causing my tail hole to pull tight and Jeff had to fight to push in more than his tapered tip. He pressed forward but only managed to push me harder against the porcelain bowl, my sphincter refusing to yield. He pushed harder, forcing himself in. My hole stretched inward unyielding to the force of the lion knocking at the gates. He pulled back and tried again, like a battering ram attacking a gatehouse he pushed again and again, penetrating little by little, his lubricated tip opening the way before him until finally, with one last furious thrust, he broke through. Hilting himself in one overpowered thrust that left me screaming underwater and thrashing against the walls of the stall.

I screamed against my watery confines, choking immediately, sucking down water and coughing it back up only to choke on it again. I reached back to tap on Jeff's flank, desperate to get the water out of my lungs. My cocky self-confidence was being choked out of me by toilet water, and the dominant hand holding me under was only underlining the point. I may be protected, but I wasn't invincible...Fuck.

_ 18 Mississippi....19 Mississippi...._

He pulled me up and I gasped for breath as water dripped down my face and ran over my body in long rivulets. I coughed and spat up toilet water while Jeff laughed behind me, pulling out his long bumpy tool and drawing a moan from me between coughs. His member felt so good I was getting hard despite my nearly drowning, each barb catching on my ring as he pulled out, the thick condom turning his painful spikes into lumps of pleasure. When he reached his tip he thrust back in, hard and fast, hilting himself in one push before pulling back out to do it again. I cried out in pleasure, letting Jeff fuck me in the middle of the school. He built a steady rhythm, holding me against him, one hand sliding around my neck while the other went lower, running over my engorged leopard hood and cupping my balls. He rolled them in his fist, squeezing them gently every time he thrust.

My mind was lost in the sensation of the lion fucking me; fingers squeezing into my neck while others teased my testicles, powerful hips slapping against my ass, and the orgasmic lumped shaft pumping in and out of me.

His need was building with every thrust, low growls of pleasure escaping his lips. _Fuck he's not going to last much longer. _ My own shaft was rock hard but I was still nowhere near my own climax. I was about to let it go, let Jeff finish and call it a day when a voice I had never heard before slithered into my head.

_ You're not getting off that easily...you made a pledge. You know what you have to do..._

_ Oh fuck my life_ I thought back to the nameless voice, but it was too late. Jeff was nearing his point of no return and the voice was right, I knew what I had to do...

"What's wrong Jeff? Cant even outlast your bitch?" Jeff Growled with rage and bit into my neck thrusting harder than ever as I screamed in a mixture of pain and pleasure. Taunting wasn't going to be enough to bring him back from the edge; I had to do something drastic. I slid my hand down along his body, tracing the inside of his thighs as he fucked me mercilessly until I reached his golden lion orbs. I rolled my head as best I could to look him in the eye, his teeth digging sharply into my neck and collar bone. "You don't deserve these." And I yanked hard on his balls, squeezing them as hard as I could.

You ever do something that you instantly regret? This was one of those times. Several things happened all at once. First the voice in my head started laughing histerically, that sent a cold rush down my spine as I realized it wasn't laughing at what I had done, but at what was about to happen to me. That thought was interrupted by the Lion inside me releasing my neck as he roared in pain, pulling out and backing up a step to cup his abused orbs.

"What the Fuck?" came Darkstar's voice. But before I could answer Jeff was on top of me. His pain and pent up frustration sending him into a blinding feral rage. I was paralyzed with fear and just stood there like a dam deer as he closed in on me unable to turn around and see the face of doom descending on me, I just stood there paralyzed as his clawed hand grabbed me by the back of the head and slammed me down into the toilet. My legs gave way instantly, my mind shutting off for a brief second until I felt a cracking pain where my snout collided with the hard porcelain. I felt my snout break but my mind sheltered me from the majority of the pain, simply turning off in a subconscious decision not to feel it.

I knew that was going to piss him off, but this seemed excessive, and the worst part was he wasn't letting me up. He held my face under the water and gave no sign of letting up, leaning all his weight onto my face.

_ 18 Mississippi...19 Mississippi...._

I reached back to tap out, _ Ok I give up...._

"You think this is a game? You think this is funny? We'll see how funny you think it is when you're DEAD!!!!" he shouted. Grinding my face back and forth against the porcelain and drawing a sharp pain across my face. Guess that shock can't last forever...

I grimanced in the water, trying to stay calm and hold my breath, knowing that struggling would only make it worse

_ This is bad... need air. 25 Mississippi..... _ Where the fuck is Dark?

"Jeff let him up" came Dark's voice from behind me. Yes! Im saved! A wave of relief rushed through me at Dark's voice, knowing I was all but saved.

"No! He's going to get what's coming to him".

"He's suffocating. I said Let Him UP!" Dark's voice thundered from behind me.

"Make ME!!! You fucking little bitch of a rick kid." I heard a shriek of claws on metal, "Get over here so I can carve you up Darkstar".

_ 34 Mississippi...._

I heard running footsteps, and the door swing open and clang shut. Did he just... no... he wouldn't...

"Hahaha! He ran!" Jeff Howled, digging his claws into my skull, "Not so cockey now are ya smart ass" he growled into my ear, leaning in and lowering his voice, "I'm going to fuck you to death, and with this fucking condom on their'll be no DNA evidence to say it was me".

Horror raced through my mind, all that had happened becoming real for the first time. This wasn't a game, I had pushed this Lion too far, and the person I thought was here to protect me had abandoned me to the mercy of the predator holding my head under water. I started to struggle in ernest, thrashing out with foot and claw in a desperate frenzy. He just laughed.

His knees came down on my ankles pinning them to the floor and he once more took his place inside me. Thrusting slowly into my stretched hole as if he were savoring a victory.

_ 51 Mississippi....52 Mississippi..._

My lungs burned for air, I let out a huge bubble of CO2 hoping for some relief, but I knew it was only a temporary fix.

_ Oh god, im going to die getting fucked in a highschool bathroom... Just like the Gypsy woman said!_

_ Slit his wrists! You can reach the hand on your head there's an artery there! KILL OR BE KILLED!!!!_

_ CALM DOWN! Someone will come... it can't end like this. Just stay calm_

_ 60 Mississippi... new record...61..._

My mind was getting fuzzy, the pain in my chest nearly unbearable, and the smooth fucking in my ass strangely soothing. Jeff was saying something I couldn't quite make out. I couldn't struggle anymore. I was too weak. That fuzzy feeling in my head had turned to numbness, my arms sagging to the floor. All I could think of was the cock still thrusting into my ass. The pleasure in my rear was all I could feel at all. The massive rod of heat splitting me open. The concussive slap of his hips as they slapped against my rear, picking up the pace as it went. Harder, faster, deeper, his lust pouring through his hips and into my body even as my consciousness faded.

_ 70 mr pippy...80mrpippy54m...r...._

He hilted himself in me, releasing my head to grab my rear with both hands. His claws felt like pin pricks in the darkness as they pierced my flesh in his overzealous climax. On some level I knew that I was free to lift my head from the water, a distant voice was screaming at me to do just that. But it was too late. I didn't have the strength, and the darkness felt so cozy..

And then it was gone, all of it, the shaft in my rear, the claws in my rear, there was only blackness, and a feeling like I was being lifted and then falling, then my head slammed against the tile floor. Air filled my lungs and there was a dull pain in my chest like someone was putting all their weight on my rib cage. More air, and a sudden sharp pain in my chest as one of my ribs cracked.

I coughed and spasmed back to full consciousness, taking deep gulping breaths of air as light and sound came back in a blinding blur of flashing lights and muffled sound. I blinked until my eyes came into focus and I saw Darkstar leaning over me his face washed over with terror and relief. I rolled on my side and barfed up toilet water, curling into a fetal ball and hugging myself as the memory of the last few minutes came back. My ears were filled with a thumping sound and my hear hammered in my chest.

After a long minute I looked up at Dark who was staring off at something behind me, his expression of fear building into anger. "You came back." I choked out. He tore his gaze back from the scene behind me and looked down at me, his anger fading instantly.

"ya..." he pulled me in close to him and hugged me tightly, "I'm sorry. I needed to get some help". I turned around in his arms, realizing for the first time that the thumping wasn't in my head, but behind me.

Behind me was the huddled mass of Jeff's gigantic form, curled up in a ball on the ground while two figures kicked him repeatedly. The Hyena and Mohawked wolf savagely beating into the figure on the ground between them.

"Jesse? Kyle? When did you guys get here?" I asked sleepily. Something about drowning really takes it outa ya.

Kyle was the first to look up from the lion on the ground. "Ohhh shit Roxan, did he do that to you?" his normally jovial face was twisted into an unfamiliar expression of concern.

"Whats wrong? Something on my face?" I asked, reaching up to touch my face and coming away with a blood stained paw. "HOooo ya, I broke my snout diving into that toilet didn't I? hahaha" blood loss, that explains a lot...why am I naked again?

"I think I'm gonna take a nap if that's alright..."

I woke to the sight of Darkstar squatting in front of me, somehow I had been propped up against one side of the stall but couldn't remember getting there,Dark reached out to lift my chin in his hands and staring at me with a funny look. I was light headed but couldn't understand why.

"What happened?" I asked, unable to keep my eyes open for more than a moment at a time.

"Looks like your nose is broken, just like you said, you've lost a lot of blood" Just like I said? When? His voice sounded distant but he was right in front of me. Something soft pressed against my nose and I opened my eyes again to see Jesse holding a wad of toilet paper against my face

"No worries bro, you'll be fine in an hour or two, had my nose broken plenty of times on the field..." It was hard to concentrate on what Jesse was saying, _Fuck why is everybody whispering? "_it's the shallow blood vessels, they bleed like crazy. Had a friend once that would get nose bleeds if he blew his nose too hard. At least you don't have that problem eh? Lean back, it'll help."

He tilted my head back against the wall, elevating my nose. Where did Dark go?

"Where's Dark?"

"Taking care of Jeff, you won't have to worry about him anymore. Doubt he'll be back to school any time soon, much less be a client."

"How is he?" came Dark's voice.

"Well speak of the Devil," Jesse laughed. "He'll be alright, bit'a blood loss never killed anyone. Though you might want to clean him up a bit before you get his clothes back on... that blood will ruin his uniform."

"Good thinking, I'll take it from here".

Jesse helped my hand find the tissues on my face before he got up and left with a final pat on my shoulder. I gave him a weak nod of thanks as he left before turning to Dark.

"I think he broke my nose..." I said. That was a lie; I knew he broke my nose. I could feel the bump on my snout where the cartilage had broken and shifted beneath my skin.

"That's unfortunate." He said, though I could hear in his voice that he was only half sorry about it. But at least he wasn't whispering anymore.

"Unfortunate? I thought you said this collar would protect me? That you would protect me." My earlier elation was gone, my feelings of invincibility crushed and bleeding out of my nose.

"I did. And I will." Darkstar said earnestly, leaning against the wall of the stall opposite me with arms folded. "Jeff won't ever bother you again. Though to be fair you know dam well that you were asking for that beating and while I don't like that someone else did it, you deserved it. The attempted drowning went too far, and has been appropriately dealt with."

"Hehe you got me there." I said back to him, grinning at the memory of all the shit I gave Jeff before he finally snapped on me. "I do love to pull that lions tail".

"Did you at least learn a lesson out of all this?"

"You're useless, so don't tease Jeff unless Kyle and Jesse are around?"

"Try again smart ass..."

"That's all I got. I swear"

"The lesson of today was keep your mouth shut. When you're wearing that collar, you're working, you're not some psycho that gets to do whatever he pleases. You're a representative of me. You do what you are told and you do not antagonize my customers, understood?" He gave me a hard stare until I nodded up at him. "Good", his expression softened, " take your time and when your nose stops bleeding clean yourself up, I'll be back with some fresh clothes. You have a phone call to make."

He turned and walked towards the door, looking back before he opened it, "One more thing; your little stunt in class got us both suspended, so we'll have all day tomorrow to work on your next lesson". With that he turned and left, locking the door behind him to leave me sitting in a pool of my own blood. Broken bloody tinder, I thought to myself, now all I need is a match...

To be continued...