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Weekend Bacchanal
(Crimson Rose)

"THEY BRANDED YOU? What the hell, Amelia, why would you let them do that?"

"I was bound in a strappado position with a penis gag stuffing my mouth while they did the work so I didn't exactly have much say in the matter."

"You need to go to the hospital? Should I call the police?"

"No and no. I just want to go home so I can take a shower and go to bed. On the bright side the brands are temporary. Or at least that's what they said. I have my doubts but I'll look into it later."

"Jesus! I don't even know what to say. Can I ask what all they gave you? Also, pretty sure there's no such thing as a temporary brand."

"Yeah, that's what I figured, but he used a violet wand to do them so I don't know."

"You have a phone with the internet. Look it up."

"Good idea." Digging her phone from her purse, Amelia opened the Chrome browser, went to the all-knowing Google and typed in violet wand branding. Finding a link on their official site, she clicked and read. Several minutes later she closed the page and breathed a sigh of relief. "It looks like they were telling the truth. Violet wand brands are temporary unless gone over multiple times."

"How long will they last?" 

"Not long. I have no idea what setting he used, but from what I just read probably no more than a month."

"That's not too bad then."

"Except they're all humiliating and degrading words. Like breeding cow, interracial fucktoy and trained urinal."

"Damn! On the bright side they should be long gone by the time of the party."

"Yeah, but I still have the piercings and they can't easily be removed. I mean, I can change out the tops of the microdermals, but the anchors need to be professionally or surgically removed. And then there's the tunnels they put in my inner labia."

"Are you sure you don't want to go to the police?"

"One hundred percent. Trust me, I'm already planning my revenge and by the time I'm finished they'll regret the day they ever broke the rules."

"Good to know. Also, I'll be staying with you a few days so you can rest and I don't want to hear a word otherwise."

"You'll get no argument from me. Seriously, I don't even know how I made it to the end of their driveway, let alone the several blocks I managed to walk."

"Then consider me your nurse until you're able to get on your feet again. Question, are you going to keep the piercings?"

"At this point I don't think I have much choice," Amelia groaned as she shifted uncomfortably in her seat. "I mean, I can remove the ones in my nipples, belly button and hood but all of the microdermals and the tunnels she put in my inner labia will require professional removal so I might be stuck with them for life."

"Tunnels in you...holy shit! They really did a number on you, huh?"

"That's one way of putting it."