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Whipped	By : This_is_The_Phantom_Lady Category: S through Z > Sherlock (BBC) > Sherlock (BBC) Views: 3753 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: This contains major triggers for people with issues with self-harm. I do not own or profit on any official BBC Sherlock characters or any other part of BBC Sherlock.

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Brave? Pffft!
No, this was stupidity… a stupidity better known as pride and overconfidence…
I was far from deserving of being called ‘brave’. I deserved nothing from her…

My entire being was struggling.
I was trying hard to keep the water inside my bottom; while my throat was closing in a reaction to my returning nausea.
This was exactly what she wanted to achieve.
She wanted to prove a point… but I couldn’t give in.
I could not let her win… I couldn’t allow it!
The longer it went on the stronger my urge was. I found myself swaying and trying to calm my breath the best I could.
She was disturbingly quiet. Observing me.
“Miss A…” my hands were kneading the cold porcelain in a feeble attempt to distract myself.
“What’s the matter?” she mocked.
Ugh. Her voice felt like a dagger piercing right into my stomach.
“I need to go, please” the shame in my voice was clear as day.
My body was failing me miserably; and no matter how headstrong I was, my physique just wasn’t following suit.
And it broke me apart…
I felt a bit of the water leak as she was contemplating whether or not to end my misery.
It made me feel grossly dirty and that caused me to shiver… making the task of keeping that sphincter tightened even tougher.
“Please!” I pleaded, forgetting all about pride…
“I thought you were fine”
… That spite in her voice! In my peculiar state I had no patience for that… it was too cruel for me.
The strong urge I felt was actually painful. Just as painful as her words. My insides cramped and burned.
“Please!” I whimpered desperately.
“Please?” she questioned me.
“I could spank you until it all ran down the back of your legs” she now stood right next to me, her hand laying idle on my clenched buttock.
“I’m sorry!” I cried out, my back arching in another feeble attempt to hold onto an inch of dignity.
This was so obviously a punishment…
“You never lie to me, and you never, ever, pretend with me” she leaned over to speak directly into my ear; ignoring my struggling.
“I need to be able to trust you” she continued the scolding.
“I’m sorry” I repeated my apology, my eyes wet and my nose starting to sniffle.
My insides were on fire…
“Understood?” her hand on my skin was taking a grip. Warning me.
“Yes, Miss A.!” I wriggled like a worm, unable to stand still no matter how hard I tried. Any second now I would lose the battle.
She took pity on me at last and helped me the few steps to the toilet and sat me down to finally; safely, let go of the liquid.
“Next time it will be a proper enema” the ice was still there in her voice as she warned me of the consequences.
I was shuddering.
A proper enema? What in the world did that imply?
Had this not been bad enough?
She dragged me back on my feet and grabbed the sponge once more and scrubbed my backside and legs once more, this time a bit forcefully even.
“Back to bed with you” she heaved an annoyed sigh.
She led me along like I was nothing more than a prisoner; naked and shivering… violated and robbed of my own basic rights to privacy.
I wanted to sob and cry, I wanted to crawl into that bed and hide deep beneath the covers and never move again.
In those moments I hated her.
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