Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 73013 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 365(@200wpm)___ 292(@250wpm)___ 243(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 73013 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 365(@200wpm)___ 292(@250wpm)___ 243(@300wpm)
Rick’s expression said to me, without words, precisely what he had said to Mrs. Purdy. I’m pretty sure I can handle it.
That didn’t mean he would overlook the report the New Modesty agent had given him of my misbehavior. Not at all.
“Ricky…” I said, my defiance melting into a pleading sort of tone as my alarm increased.
“Inside, Dee,” he said, still smiling. “Go on inside while I say goodbye to Scott.”
I swallowed hard, my cheeks burning like a bonfire. I looked over at Scott, who had a wry smile on his face. I remembered seeing him in the hallway of the lodge, that night—only the night before last and seemingly a lifetime ago: before Rocky Falls… before I had become an occasionally obedient, twice punished, dominantly fucked, supposedly submissive bride.
“Thank you for the ride, Scott,” I said, many mingled feelings filling my chest as I realized that I had just shown my good manners. I had been thinking of him as a villain, but he had opened a world of opportunity to Rick—and to me as well. “Say thanks to April for me?”
“I will,” Scott said. “She said she had a great time with you, and she hopes she gets to see you again before you folks go home.”
“Run along inside, Mandy,” Rick said. “I’ll be in in a second.”
My face blazed even hotter as I walked obediently up the walk and opened the front door. No need to lock up in Rocky Falls, I guessed, where security could be taken for granted in a community led by men like Scott—and Rick.
I closed the door behind me and stood in the front hall, facing the hall that led to the master bedroom. I tried to decide what to do, tried to predict what Rick would say and do, and how I would respond. I went through what felt like a zillion scenarios, from screaming resistance to meek acceptance. I hadn’t come close to anything like a decision when I heard the door open again.
The door closed again with a thunk. Rick’s footsteps sounded behind me on the beautiful tile of the front hall.
“Go ahead into the bedroom and take off your clothes, Dee,” he said. “Everything but your underwear. You behaved like a child, and so I’m going to punish you like a child.”
I whirled around, tears already coming into my eyes.
“She’s… she’s just so mean,” I said, my hands rising to hang in front of my chest, palms outward as if to push Rick away. “And… I mean, I was just a little, like, sarcastic… not… not really…”
“You were rude. That’s clear to me. I don’t think she’s mean, really, either. She’s doing her job.”
Rick crossed his arms over his chest and regarded me seriously, I could see in his face that he meant to be fair, and I couldn’t keep down the surge of love that rose in me at that knowledge.
“But her job is… is, you know, to make me into this Rocky Falls demure, submissive… I mean, it’s crazy. You know it’s crazy. And I can’t… I just can’t…”
He waited until I had run out of words. Then he spoke, slowly and evenly.
“That’s not her job, Dee. You wouldn’t be here if Mrs. Purdy had to make you into a submissive younger wife. Her job is to help us learn how to live the way we already know we should.”
For a moment I felt like I teetered on a high, sharp ridge in the mountains, and I could fall to either side, go either way—but both trails led downward so steeply I wouldn’t be able to keep my balance. I would fall.
But Rick would catch me.
Live the way I already know I should. I swallowed hard, and then I screwed my face into my brattiest sneer and spoke.
“Forget it!” I spat the words out. “Just fucking forget it! I’m… I’m…”
The defiant part of my mind meant to say I’m leaving, but in that moment, I realized that I didn’t want to leave anymore.
I did want to rebel, however. Hell, yes. I needed to show my lord and master that he couldn’t expect me just to lie down and take it, when he decided in the supreme wisdom of his masculine dominance to discipline me—or decided in the dark lust of his alpha instincts to use me with his hard cock, roughly and without thought for my own pleasure.
So even before Rick moved with the force of a tiger’s spring upon his frightened prey, the word leaving had died on my tongue. I wouldn’t have been able to speak it anyway, though, because of the enormous gasp, and then the cry of fear, that my body emitted when I felt him grab me.
He turned me around and bent my right arm behind me before I could even muster the slightest resistance. He started to march me toward the bedroom.