Page 33 of Rebellion

I frowned and rolled my eyes.

Sir released my foot and stood in front of me, taking up all space in the room. “You will show me respect and in return I will give it back to you. I will not abuse the privilege of having you submit to me.”

I’ll admit I cowered into my chair a little bit. Not because he truly scared me, but because he was right. I swallowed, a little bit of my pride, a little bit of my own fears about submitting. “Sorry.”

“I have warned you once before. Don’t make me repeat myself again. Do not say you’re sorry. D/s relationships are about actions not words. Do you understand?”

I nodded. This was going to be harder than I even imagined. Would it have been this hard with Gray? I should have given that the chance it deserved. Now I’d never know, and I had to move forward.

His voice softened, but his stance didn’t. “Say it.”

“Yes, Sir.” This time I meant it.

“Good. We will conduct this part of the training one on one. I do not want you playing with anyone else, including Ilario, Dominic, or Tate. Until I say, you are mine and mine alone.”

Ah, crap. “How—” Ooh, I wanted to question him on that one, to push those buttons. That impulse was the beginning of the end with Gray.

“Yes, Sir.”

“Good girl.” He sat back down. “Is there anything else you feel we need to discuss before we begin?”

Should I bring up Gray? “No.”

He sat silently staring at me.

Sigh. “No, Sir.”

He relaxed into the chair and spread his legs. “That’s it. Now come and kneel between my legs.”

Here we go.

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