chapter 2: mark

I stood there holding Mark's soft love handles for as long as he let me. He gently pulled away and looked at me with his soft dark eyes.
"Malakai will be back soon. I can tell you're scared, but promise me you'll be compliant", he said softly with a sternness in his voice.
I nodded, my heart beating hard and making me shiver. I was scared, unaware of where we were or what was about to happen. I wanted to stay with Mark and have his soft body there to comfort me. I stayed beside him for as long as he allowed, rubbing his sides and holding him. He was wearing a red and black flannel shirt that perfectly matched his hair and the showers. I found it strange until I realized my dress was red and black too. Maybe Malakai had a thing for red and black?
Soon I heard footsteps coming toward us and before I could move away from Mark, Malakai saw us hugging and smiled his scarily wide smile. I was shaking like a leaf in Mark's arms, burying my head in his chest for comfort and squeezing him far too tight for his own comfort. Mark gently pushed me away and shook his head, a pained look on his face.
"Be careful, too full", he said with pain in his voice.
I looked down. I tried to whisper some sort of apology back but Malakai ripped me away from him. Before I knew it I was back in the stall and shut in. Mark was herded back to his stall in a harsh way, practically thrown back in. Malakai had no explanation that I could hear, which pissed me off. I wanted to break out and give him a piece of my mind but I didn't want to be on the other end of that. The spray started again and I stood to drink, no longer enjoying the sweet taste of the orange soda. I just listened as Mark took heavy gulps and made soft sounds of pain. Malakai had turned it up for both of us and it did hurt but I made no sounds, almost afraid I'd blurt out something I shouldn't. Eventually the pressure got to be too much and I just stopped trying. My dress was very close to ripping and the pain in my stomach was the worst I'd ever felt. When the stream stopped I once again collapsed to the floor of the stall. I listened for any signs of Malakai coming to look at us but he only checked on Mark, laughing loudly at whatever it was he saw. I heard him growl and whisper crudely, but I didn't make out any words. Then he left. I heard Mark struggling to get up and though I felt the need to do something to help, I was stuck and unable to come to his rescue. I tried to call out for him but all I could manage was heavy breathing and soft groans. I tried to sit up but I was met with a loud ripping sound. I sighed heavily and whined, rubbing my belly through the ripped fabric. The rub felt nice but I wished it could be Mark. Slowly, I lifted my head and called for him.
"Yes?," he tried to say. "Are you okay over there?"
I let out a soft sound and went practically limp. Mark made his way to me, having difficulty all the way. The door to the stall opened and there he was, a little wet and his eyes a little red from crying. He knelt beside me gingerly and without asking he laid a gentle hand on my belly and started rubbing.
"It'll be okay," he said, his smiling face looking down at me. "What's your name anyway?"
I couldn't even think. I looked around confused for a moment before I could even remember my own name.
"Laura? I think its Laura," I finally answered.
Mark nodded and carefully laid beside me. His flannel shirt was almost as toast as my dress. I didn't say anything after that. I was just glad he was there. Then the lights suddenly went out.