102. Truth

I think I again blacked out a few times while they patched me up, and, true to the dragon's word, they really nearly strangled me.

Finally, my grandmother, who had been nagging the whole time, pierced the nail of her finger between my eyebrows.

"If you die from just so little, be prepared." She threatened and left the room, slamming the door shut.

"What happened, Kenny?" Henry asked while touching the spot between my eyebrows until I glared at him.

"Why didn't you take me with you?"

"Why aren't you using me?"

"Why leave your dog behind?"

I observed him bowing his head, as if I really were his master. Besides the satisfaction I received from his obedience and that he clearly placed himself under me, I was bewildered by the similarity in thinking.

While giving the future Kenny a blowjob, he also wanted me to use him. 

Maybe this was all some fucked-up fetish.