Page 44 of Dirty Little Virgin
“I don’t care. I want to be closer to you,” I snap back at him.
“Do as I say or I’ll be forced to punish you, and your ass is already red!”
“No!”
I hold him tight, and he grabs my ankles and makes me let him go. “You’ve earned yourself time in the cage, Jade.”
I’m left unfulfilled as he pulls his cock out of me and walks away. I watch him as he goes to unlock the cage under the bed, then comes back to me. “No, Pierce!” I shriek.
“You’ve disobeyed me and hurt yourself.” He painstakingly unties me and shows me the rope burns I made when I pulled myself to him.
One by one, he takes the ropes off, and the nipple clamp, then pushes down on my shoulders to make me kneel. I do as he’s made me and wait as he walks away then comes back with a small tube in his hand. He pulls me up and takes me to sit on the bondage bed.
I watch him as he silently rubs the ointment over the burning places on my arms and legs. The red looks angry and I think I’m in real trouble with him. “Pierce, I’m sorry.”
“Save it.” With the last mark covered in the pain-killing ointment, he gets up and takes me by the hand, pulling me to stand. “Get in.” He points to the cage under the bed.
“Pierce …”
“Get in.” He gives me a stern look.
“For how long?” I ask before I give into him.
“Until I deem fit.”
Somewhere inside of me I trust him, and get on my hands and knees and climb into the small cage. “I am sorry, Pierce.”
“I’m sure you are.” He closes the cage and locks it, placing the key on the table next to the bed. Without another word or a look in my direction, he leaves me alone.
I hold the iron bars in both hands as I watch the door shut behind him. I’m all alone and feel that way. I have no idea how mad he is at me. No clue if we’ll still have what he did before I went too far.
How is it that he can smack my ass until its red, clamp my nipples, causing serious pain, and talk to me harshly, but I can’t inflict any pain on myself? Not that I was doing it on purpose or felt any pain as I was pulling him closer to me. I felt only the need to have him in my grasp, however that had to happen.
I start to cry as unanswered questions stab at my brain. The only thing that makes any sense is that I did something he doesn’t like. I caused injury, however slight, to myself, and he hated it. He hated it so much he locked me away so he doesn’t have to deal with me. He left me here, alone, and I have no idea if things will be as they have been.
What have I done?
Pierce
When I saw the long, furiously red marks covering Jade’s arms and legs it made me sick to my stomach. I moved too fast and thought she was ready and understood things. I was wrong and now she’s hurt herself because of it.
Those places on her pristine skin will cause her more pain than she realizes. Like any burn, they take time to heal, and if not taken care of properly, can leave scars.I want no scars left on her body!
Pacing in the hallway outside the playroom, I fight myself not to go set her free from the cage I put her in. I had no other choice. If I’d told her to sit on the bed and take a time out, she’d never have done it. Jade would’ve followed me, trying to argue with me that it wasn’t so bad what she did.
It wasn’t that she was bad, exactly. I mean, she was, as she didn’t listen to me and she took on things we’d not discussed. But it was me who was in charge of the whole thing. It was me who went further than we’d planned for this time. It was me who was her Dom and the one who’s supposed to keep her from being really hurt.
And with that thought, I have to admit to myself that the woman will cause harm to herself to get me close to her. As close as she wants me. And that’s a fact that has me worried.
I can’t allow her to do things that hurt herself in any way, physically or mentally. While I love the fact that she’s so trusting of me and will do anything for me, I must realize what this really is: a short amount of time that we have together, and if she’s this insistent on having me where she wants me, what’ll happen when the time comes for this to end?
Will she cry and throw herself on my mercy to keep things going? Will she put her pride aside and stalk me? Or, even worse, will she leave this broken and depressed?
I can’t have any of that. Jade needs to learn to maintain who she is without handing me all of her power. It’s supposed to be an even exchange. Not one where I get it all and she’s left with nothing!
I go back into the playroom with my mind settled. “Jade, we need to talk.”
“I know,” she says with a weepy voice. She looks up and I see her eyes are swollen. Her cheeks are red and tears have left trails down them.
