Is there love truly here? Part 2

Stephanie blinked softly to find herself in a white room. There were some monitors around the room and a bathroom in the corner. She assumed this was a hospital room and was undergoing treatment. “How am I still alive?” She was curled up on top of Ashley who was fast asleep holding her tightly. “Guess it was a long night for you.” Stephanie managed to break free out of Ashleys arms and stumbled towards the bathroom. She only made it halfway and collapsed on the floor. Her energy to get up was gone. “Stephanie!?” Ashley was awake.
“Oh sweetheart let me carry you, do you want a shower? To go to the bathroom?” Ashley timidly asked.
“I really need to pee.”
“Don’t worry I’ve got you.”

Ashley picked Stephanie up and carried her to the bathroom, She held the hospital gown while Steph peed. She stayed at the hospital for another night just for observation. The nurse was really kind and helpful but way too inquisitive for Stephanie’s likings. She asked all sorts of questions about what happened to her. She seemed really concerned about Stephanie’s safety. She assured the nurse she’ll be fine so the nurse could go back to her policy of benign neglect. That’s how everyone acts. Nobody helps her up until she gets hurt. They listen but they won’t help in the ways she needs. They’ll help in whatever way is convenient to them.

Ashley took her home the next day. She was especially nice to her little doll. “She does have a heart somewhere.” The quiet thought rolled through her head like a soft cloud rolling through the sky on a beautiful day. Stephanie always loved looking at the mountains. “Maybe one day my knight will ride down those rolling hills to whisk me away to a beautiful new home.” The idea of that made her heart flutter briefly. That was a thought she couldn’t think about. “I’m so sorry about what happened, please don’t hate me for it.” Ashley said softly. “I’m not allowed to hate you, my body is yours and what happens to it is because you weren’t careful enough with me. But I do not hate you. I am scared of being in that position again; If that answers your question.”

Ashley carried her back into the house. The living room smelled like bleach. The house seemed different in some way Steph could not place. She walked into the bedroom and stepped into the closet to put on her maids suit. That was her usual attire at home. Stephanie had a part time job but mainly she did whatever Ashley wanted. “You don’t have to work anymore, I’ll cover your half. You can just stay at home and be a housewife.” Stephanie was instantly confused at that. “Housewife?” Stephanie asked inquisitively.

Ashley dressed Stephanie in a cute ruffled short skirt and a band tee that matched her long red hair. She curled up against her lover getting the love and attention she needed for recovery. “BDSM is hard on a girl and scary. I understand that. That’s why I always held you afterwards because when your lover goes through that you have to cradle them and make sure they know they can trust you.