Total pages in book: 124
Estimated words: 113717 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 569(@200wpm)___ 455(@250wpm)___ 379(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 113717 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 569(@200wpm)___ 455(@250wpm)___ 379(@300wpm)
I pulled her away from the wall and headed for the exit. The mood was gone now so there wasn’t any use hanging around. I took her to lunch where she sat and sulked over her salad with a long face.
“Kitten, you’re getting really close to feeling my hand when we get home. I didn’t do anything wrong and I refuse to sit her and be subjected to your silent treatment bullshit like a fucking kid.”
“Did you sleep with her?”
“I don’t fucking know. She doesn’t ring any bells okay. I fucked a lot of women in my life. None of them are sitting here with me right now you are. I can’t go back and unfuck them, so there’s no point in you getting pissed all it’s going to do is piss me the fuck off.”
“How do I know that you didn’t do the same things with them that you’re doing with me? How do I know that this isn’t all just some game? Maybe you and aunt Marion decided to play with the little country hick.” My girl had a temper, who knew? She was pissed I was more pissed.
Now it was my turn to become silent. I reined myself in and took deep breaths. We were in a public place, so I couldn’t very well throttle her ass for being stupid.
“Let’s go you’re done.” I stood from the table and dropped some bills. She had no idea of the danger she was in; my voice had been deceptively calm. I had noticed something in the last few days since her awakening shall we say.
She was becoming more forceful the more I taught her to be confident in herself. I had no idea of some of the thoughts in her head and what she wished she’d done differently had she had a backbone as she tells me she was lacking during her teen years.
It was all good and well for her to grow in confidence, or rather to let that strength that had been hidden in there for so long shine forth. But it was quite another to try that shit with me.
It appeared I was going to have to teach her a real lesson about the dynamics of our relationship. As pissed as I was, I didn’t want to equate spanking with punishment.
I was more looking forward to spanking her ass red before fucking her from pillar to post, though I do know there will be times when I will use it as a punishing tool.
Also, I was never going to hit her while I was this angry. I had enough self-control to know that true discipline for my little submissive called for me to be in total control of her and the situation. I wasn’t feeling very controlled right now. In fact, I wanted to ring her fucking neck.
Trust was a very big thing in relationships such as the one I sought for us to have. We’d discussed that shit at length. Maybe it’s a female thing to lose their fucking minds whenever another female came into the picture. I don’t know, but she’d lost all sense in the blink of an eye.
I reminded myself of my reaction to the whole Josh situation and then reminded myself that the two were not the same. I had in no way encouraged this female whoever she is, but Kitten had been inadvertently flirting with that fuck. Whatever the case, my fucking woman-my fucking rules.
I practically threw her into the car and kept my distance when I joined her in the backseat. I guess by the time we were pulling up to the building, she was coming back to her senses, because she kept sneaking peeks at me while I kept my attention on the scenery out the window. But it was too late for that. There was no way I was letting this shit go.
I didn’t touch her as we walked through the lobby to the private elevator, didn’t touch her in the elevator, no I held myself in check until we were behind closed doors.
That’s when I manhandled her and pushed her back against the wall. I studied her eyes first to see how scared she was or if she was still just pissed.
I wanted her scared yes, but not terrified. A bird wouldn’t eat out of your hand if it’s afraid you’d bring it harm now would it? And since she was still in the learning stages, I had to tread carefully.
“You want to repeat that again, what you said back there?” She tried to disappear into the wall. I grabbed her chin with one hand and fisted her hair with the other.
“Look into my eyes; you don’t ever fucking doubt me again.” I shook her a little. “I don’t give a fuck what or who you never doubt my word.