What A Whore

 It was seven o’clock in the morning when Ann was woken up by the lousy snore coming out of her best friend’s mouth that was wide open. She rubbed her eyes till she could clearly see before she stood up and crawled out of the bed. She went to the kitchen and grabbed a cup from the cabinet before filling it with water after turning on the tap. She turned it off and gulped in the water at once and dropped the cup on the counter.

She walked to the table at the edge of the room and took her seat. She has promised Silver that she would accept the doctor offer but she needs to know what she’s getting herself into. She opened her laptop that was on the table and turned it on. She scrolled to the g****e app and tapped on the search tab.

 “Submissive”. She typed before she clicked on search and waited patiently for the response to pop out, which it did.

 

 “Ready to conform to the authority or will of others; meekly obedient or passive”. She read but still found it hard to understand, so she scrolled and tapped on the photos. The moment it opened, her jaw dropped open; seeing pictures of naked women, teens in handcuffs. Their hands were behind their back, while their knees were on the floor. Their necks were chained as if they were like some sort of an animal. And then, she saw a man standing in front of them, holding the chain that was bond to their neck with a flogger.

 She quickly closed the laptop. She was horrified that she didn’t know she had been holding her breath for so long. She released her lung and breath for air. She chuckled,” That’s impossible, no, no,no,no”. Ann said, trying hard not to believe what she had seen.

 She opened the laptop again and quickly tapped ‘all’ so she could read further.

 “To be submissive is to obey or yield to someone else. When you are submissive, you submit to someone else will, which literally, you put your own desires lower than theirs. You can see this in the Latin root of submit, submittere, which is formed by sub- “under” + mittere “send, put.” She reads.

"Definitions of submissive”. She whispered quietly as she came across another definition and read through. They almost sound the same.

 “What does it mean to sign a submissive contract”. She typed and tapped for answers.

  “Lifestyle submissive have sets of rules between themselves and their partners which govern their relationship. It might be small things such as calling your partner a term like ‘sir’ or ‘master’, it could be doing domestic labor, or it could involve spending large amounts of time naked in a cage”. She read and she almost choked on her own breath. She began to cough while caressing her neck which woke Silver up from sleep.

 “What are you doing up this early and naked”. Silver yawned and stretched when her gaze met with Ann.

 “You gotta see this Silver ''. Ann said as she carried the laptop from the table and strode to the bed. She placed it in front of Silver so she could see. “Look at this''. She showed her the picture she had seen previously. “This is what that fucking doctor wants to do to me, no wonder he said he can’t touch me till I sign the contract”. She recalled and Silver rolled her eyes as if she was uninterested in the discussion.

 “Trust me Ann, you are just scared”. Silver said and shut the laptop down. “Nothing could ever go wrong”. She turned and fixed her gaze on Ann whose face was still looking horrified. “Trust me, this is just bullshit and even if it’s true, have you ever tried it?”. She asked and didn’t allow Ann to respond before she concluded. “How will you know it if you haven’t tried it and besides, Marcus is a sex doctor and he knows what is the best for you”. She assured calmly which did calm her down.

 Ann heaved a sigh, ”Okay fine, I will be going to his office tomorrow”. She said and Silver frowned.

 “Why not today?”. Silver asked.

 “I have a job and a boss to inform about my absence you know”. Ann said and rolled her eyes.

 “Whatever”. Silver said and falls back to the bed.

 “How is Diego?”. Ann asked, obviously asking about her boyfriend. 

 Diego is Silver’s boyfriend and they have been dating for almost three years now.

 “That dickhead”. Silver let out a throaty groaned as Ann carried her laptop and placed it on the table.

 “What happened now?”. Ann asked as she strode into the bathroom.

 “Nothing really, he has been busy lately with work work work”. Silver said with a groan sounding in every of her statements.

 Ann brushed her teeth before she proceeded into the tub. “Isn’t it better you find a job Silver, at-least to keep yourself busy from thinking about him”. She suggested as she turned on the shower and ran the soap all over her body.

 “I would rather stay hungry for a year than to take advice from someone who broke up with her boyfriend last week”. Silver mocked, obviously trying to piss her off.

 “I don’t give a fuck Silver, you can say all you want bitch but when I fucking get outta of my mess I am gonna get another boyfriend”. Ann yelled out from the bathroom as she washed the bubble’s out of her body while brushing her hair backward.

 Silver scoffs,” Keep saying it until you believe it”. She said and laughed sarcastically.

 Ann turned off the shower and grabbed the towel from the stand. She dabbed her face dry before tying it around her chest. “Silver, don't let me remind you of how many dudes you have dated since we were in high school”. She warned. 

 Ann and Silver have been best friends since childhood so she could still remember their past life even though it has been ages.

 “Go on and I will named how many dudes you have fucked”. Silver teased which taunts Ann more.

 Ann glared at her as she stepped out of the bathroom and ignored her. She grabbed her cream from the wardrobe and forced it to pour out into her palm before she dropped it. She rubs her hands together before applying the moisturizer on her skin. She grabbed her underwear from the wardrobe and wore it before taking off the towel.

 “Do you need help hooking your bra?”. Silver asked, looking at the way she struggled to reach for the hook of her bra.

 “No, I got it”. Ann responded and within a second she hooked her bra. “You see!”. She said before she dipped her hand into the wardrobe and brought out a black pencil skirt. She wore it before she reached for a white shirt and wore it to match with her outfit. “What is the time?”. She asked.

 “How am I supposed to know?”. Silver questioned back which made Ann mumble,” You’re useless”. “Speak for yourself bitch”. Silver retorted when she overhead her.

 “Whatever!”. Ann said, she grabbed her phone from the table and her pink bag. She dipped her phone inside her bag and put on a red heel.

 “You and this casual office dressing, between you look hot”. Silver complimented Ann and she smiled in response. “Won’t you apply makeup on your ugly face?”. She asked with a grin.

 “I am late, bye”. Ann said and left the house. 

 “What a whore”. Silver cursed and smirked.