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2024-10-29 19:42:56“Oh GROSS!” Rayan exclaimed in disgust. “Why does it smell so bad?!’
“Well, I told you there would probably be a little smell,” Scott said levelheadedly, “It’s not that bad.”
Scott was doing his best to look unbothered for Rayan’s benefit, but was stealthily breathing through his mouth. The whirring sound of the mini saw echoed through the exam room. The long awaited day for Rayan’s casts to come off had finally come. The physician in charge had taken Rayan’s larger leg cast off first, and the stench coming off the limb was nearly unbearable.
The whirring stopped, and with the hard protective layer of the other leg cast removed, the physician set to cutting away the gauze underneath. Rayan would have been ecstatic about having both legs finally free, except of course that the smell got worse.
“You’re doing great,&rdqu
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Mark Me Yours 92- Payback Pt.2
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Mark Me Yours 93- In Trouble
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Mark Me Yours 94- Panic
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Mark Me Yours 95- Aftercare
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Mark Me Yours 96- Strengthening Bonds
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Mark Me Yours 97- Promise
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Mark Me Yours 98- Courthouse Pt 1
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Scott sighed contentedly in his dream. He was surrounded by mountains of soft, fluffy pillows. Or were they clouds? It was hard to tell. Rayan was in his dream too. He loved dreaming about Rayan.Dream Rayan was being particularly and delightfully naughty. Dream Rayan kept rubbing against his leg, a positively lewd expression on his face. Sometimes he and Dream Rayan had clothes on, sometimes they didn’t. Scott could tell Dream Rayan was trying to say something, but he couldn’t quite make out what it was. Dream Rayan seemed truly desperate, practically humping his thigh.Scott loved dreams like this. He reached out, wanting to touch all the sensitive areas he knew would drive Rayan, and by extension Dream Rayan, absolutely crazy. But he couldn’t move? Dream Rayan started kissing his face, and running his fingers through his chest hair. He wanted to tell Dream Rayan to do whatever he wanted with his body, but he couldn&rsquo
Mark Me Yours 106- Chocolate
Scott had something extra special booked for them after lunch. It was a special massage and treatment package the resort only offered around the holiday. So, as they had been getting accustomed to, they changed into their underwear and the plush robes provided for them and made their way to the designated room for their appointment.The room already smelled heavenly, with the scent of warm chocolate filling the air. Scott and Rayan were made to sit in special chairs with foot baths attached as the full team of professionals got to work.Fresh rose petals were added to the pleasantly warm water, and while their feet soaked, Scott and Rayan were reclined in their chairs. They each got a manicurist to start on their hands, while a masseuse started their facials. Both treatments started with a scrub said to be made of coffee ground s and cocoa nibs, which was supposed to help exfoliate the skin. In Rayan’s opinion, the gritty feeling tickl
Mark Me Yours 105- Drive
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Mark Me Yours 101- First Time
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Mark Me Yours 100- Privacy Please
Guilty… Guilty… Guilty on all charges. The jury’s verdict seemed to hang in the air. The judge banged his gavel, quieting the whispers of the spectators.“In the case of Rayan Neel vs. the shipping company, the defendant is hereby found guilty of all charges, and is hereby required to pay all medical and rehabilitation costs, plus pain and suffering.”The judge’s decree rang out clearly, followed by a very final sounding bang of the gavel. The bailiff gave the order for everyone to stand, and the judge left the courtroom. It was over. The big important trial was over. Some might have expected a cheer, but it was more a collective sigh of relief. An omega had sued a large company for discrimination, and won. Rayan won.The room emptied in relative quiet, the few that had been allowed to spectate barely whispering amongst themselves as they left. Soon enough, it was only Scott, Rayan,
