“Thanks,” she said dryly.
I gave her another one, harder this time. She shouted again, trying to get away, but I already had her by the hair. She figured out pretty quickly that she had no choice but to stand still and take it.
“You want more?”
“No, Sir.”
“Then I suggest you lose the attitude.” I released her hair, and then spread her ass cheeks, soaking in the beauty of her body. She gasped at the degradation of the inspection, and I felt the excitement in my own body start to grow. I stared at her holes. Tiny and pink, a rose and a rosebud, both soaking wet.How pretty.
“You’re cut like a damn butterfly, Alice,” I said, giving her a dose of her own sarcasm. I flicked the long lips of her pussy one at a time so they fluttered just slightly. She gasped, and I saw her clench at the touch. “You like pain, don’t you sweetheart?” I pinched one delicately. “Because there’s quite a lot to work with down here.”
A quiet whimper, and then a sigh as I released her labia. I smacked her ass. “Stand up.” Walking to the front, I knelt and inspected her. She fought to keep her head and eyes forward as I neared her. She was completely smooth, not a hair in sight.
“Did you wax just for me?”
“No, Sir. I prefer it.”
“I do too. You’ll keep it up.” I tapped on her inner thigh ever so slightly. “You’ve lost your position from when you were squirming around. Wider.”
She closed her eyes once, then opened, and spread her legs wider. I chuckled. She wanted to fight me so badly. It was killing her to follow my every order and not brat me while she did it. But I knew she was taking me seriously. She wasn’t fucking around. Shedidwant this.
“Well. Look who’s come out to play,” I murmured. Her clit was bright red and swollen, pushing out of its hood. I lowered my face just a little as if to get a better look and her mouth popped open.Oh, I know what you want, little brat. You’re not getting that for a very, very long time.
“Like a little bug, poked up out of the dirt to escape the rain.”
I stood up and met her gaze. She was barely swallowing her attitude now, but still trying so hard to be good and do as I say, her face and chest flushed pink with humiliation.Delicious.
I knew beyond a shadow of a doubt if I told her to get on her knees right now, I’d get an eye roll and an argument.We’ll get there. One of these days, I’ll get her under control.
So instead of asking, or telling, I walked behind her, put my hands on her shoulders, and pushed a knee into the back of her knee. They buckled, and I guided her to the ground, placing her gently so as not to hurt her. She made a sound of complaint, almost a whine or a growl.
“I’m sorry, what was that?”
“Nothing, Sir,” she said, sounding nervous.
I adjusted her feet behind her and repositioned her arms again. I was sure they were starting to ache.
“Rule One. I will address my Dominant with respect. Say it.”
She took a steadying breath and forced the words out of her mouth. “One. I will address my Dominant with respect.”
“Two. I will be open and honest and communicate my needs and feelings.”
She repeated my statement. I continued to correct her posture in painstaking detail. It wasn’t really about the position, it was about her letting me move her. “Three. When I disobey, I will be punished, and I will express gratitude for my lesson.”
I lifted her chin slightly as she spoke. Her eyes were drilling holes in the wall across from me, trying so hard not to meet my gaze as she recited the rules.
“Four. I will use my safeword appropriately, but as needed.” She repeated that one without a moment’s hesitation. I knew we’d discussed that before, and that she knew how I felt about it.
“Five. I will take care of myself and my body, as it is now my Dominant’s property.”
She didn’t like that one. Her eyes left the wall and she hesitated. Before she could speak, I grabbed her chin in my fingers and spoke directly in her face. “You belong to me. So does your body. You’re going to take care of it. No more self-destruction. No more cutting. No more skipping meds or eating candy for dinner. You don’t get to breakmy things. Got it?”
Something about what I said made her very emotional. Her eyes filled with tears, and she nodded. “So say it.” She did, her voice shaking as she spoke. I stepped away from her and sat back down in my chair directly across from her, watching her breathe, try, and get herself back under control.
“Those are the five most important rules we will ever set, Alice. We will decide the rest as we go, but these are the foundation, and the ones that matter. You will kneel here, every night, in this position, and recite these rules, until you have them memorized. Do you understand?”
“Yes Sir.” She bit her lip. Then she recited them, word for word, in order, without missing a beat and without breaking eye contact.