Krista had woke, unable to sleep anymore. The last week she had been doing much better about sleeping but tonight her mind would not completly settled. Getting up early without Cian, she went to talk with the son. He woke when she shut the door behind her. After walking in she headed to a corner, to give him a few minutes to adjust to her presence. He kept his eyes on the door like he expected someone else to come in. He appearently did not think she was capable of much on her own.
Sitting in the corner, her knees pulled up to her chest, she rocked slightly, her eyes unfocused.
"Where is he?" A faint smile had come to her lips. It had taken him a little while to get nosey enough to ask the question out loud, but not nearly as long as she expected.
"Cian? In bed, least that is where I left him..... Probably asleep. He doesnt have the problems I do. The voices dont talk to him...."
"He let you off your leash?" Krista smiled at his comment. It was something the good doctor had said on a number of occasions. At least he now recognized her some. Lifting his time from her neck to bring his attention to it, her smile widened along with his eyes.
" He likes me much better on my own...."
Moving to crawl to him, he did not back away, apparently not afraid of her alone. Of course very few men would be till they knew her better. Cian had left the straight jacket on him, that was all she needed to keep this game even. As much as she did not want to give up the tie, she did put it around his neck, for better control of his head. Krista loved the look of fear that he gave her. Crawling into his lap to keep him from going anywhere.
Adding pressure to his tie and neck she did not let him pass out like the first time. Instead kept him high on the lack and reduction of oxygen. Purring softly in his ear. Whispering the details of the last few years. There was once or twice taht it was truly tempting to fuck him, but she stopped short of too much sexual contact. He was not ready to behave and get that kinda of reward. Maybe in the after noon when Cian had his chance with him. She enjoyed feeling his struggle. The fact he was trying hard not to believe her. But she knew too much about the little things and mannerisms.
Krista let her mood swing wildly from almost childlike to more agressive and angry. He might have doubted her sincerity of the moods and voices, but she spent almost three hours on his lap, in his face. It was hard to deny that something was not right and it was not merely a game. There were a few bruises on him and a second mark around his neck from the time, by the time she stood up.
Opening the door, a smile cam to her face when she saw Cian on the other side. Snuggling into his arms, she was glad for him to calm her mind and ease the tension.
"I didnt wake you did I?"