Meghan has a request

After the medics leave, Meghan huddles on the couch, wrapped in a blanket, looking worn and sad. Elena sits beside her, hugging her, teary eyed. You slouch in a chair facing them, watching them.

"Why Meghan?" you finally ask. She looks up at you sadly.

"It was stupid. I was mad about Mama and I was crazy when I heard you two. It made me so excited and I...I used something on myself while I listened to you and pretended it was me that was shrieking and getting...fucked...getting fucked by you. And then I came so hard and... and I thought it was you... you fucking me and then it wasn't and I was so sad...and lonely...and I did something stupid and I'm so sorry. I'm so much trouble to everyone," she drops her head, tears falling from her eyes. Elena hugs her, resting her head against her, looking at you. Meghan sobs and continues, not looking up.

"You...you...fuck everyone but me, sir. You fuck Elena, you fuck Amanda you fuck that intern, you fuck Mama and I don't know who else..."

"Is that why you left?" you ask. She shakes her head and doesn't answer. You get up and stand beside her. She continues to look down, her body trembling slightly.

"May I sit down," you ask.

"You can do anything you want, sir," she answers in a small breaking voice. "You know that. Anything." You sit beside her on the couch, trying to think of words of comfort.

"You don't have to quit, Meghan. And you didn't have to do...what you did."

"I'll never be good enough. I'll never be smart enough or pretty enough, or sexy enough or anything enough. I'm a fool for thinking any different." She keeps her head down as she speaks, her hands squeezing each other..

"You're very pretty and sexy, Meghan. And you've made improvements in the last few days. Quitting isn't necessary."

"You're just being kind to me. I'm not like Elena or Amanda or even Mama. They're all so pretty and sexy and desirable and I'm just...just...just a little ginger dwarf," she sobs.

Without a word you pull her into your lap, cuddling her like a child, holding her tight against you. She looks up at you with eyes full of tears, and you bend and kiss her forehead softly.

"You kiss me like I'm a child, not a woman," she says quietly. "You let me suck...suck your cock but you won't kiss me like I want to be kissed." You bend and pull her to you, kissing her softly, warmly, feeling her mouth respond to yours her arms reaching up to hold you.

She breaks the kiss and looks at you. "Stay with me tonight, please sir. You don't have to fuck me. I know you're probably tired," she gives a sad little giggle, "but just stay please. Please...Master."

Elena looks at you, eyebrows raised in question.