Total pages in book: 137
Estimated words: 130317 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 652(@200wpm)___ 521(@250wpm)___ 434(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 130317 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 652(@200wpm)___ 521(@250wpm)___ 434(@300wpm)
“Stop!” the deep-voiced Elder commanded. “Brother Severith, would you care to tell us what this exchange was all about?”
Sev cleared his throat uncomfortably and turned to face the Elders. Mia felt bad all over again—she was the one who had put him in the position for having to answer for her actions.
“It was about the fact that Mia seems to be addicted to that damn Nutrient Crème drink you’re pushing on her and I don’t want her drinking it!”
Addicted? Mia glared up at him, her shame washed away by irritation. Was he serious? Were they having an intervention here or what?
“All right, leaving aside the fact that the Nutrient Crème is completely benign and actually extremely beneficial—even necessary—to the health of all the females who live here in the PPP Dome, the Council has a question for you,” the Elder told him. “Why, after your wife so clearly disobeyed you, did you not punish her at once? Why did you not turn her over your knee and give her a thorough spanking for such a blatant display of defiance?”
Mia felt her cheeks getting hot and clenched her hands into fists. They were talking about her like she was a naughty child! Criticizing her behavior to Sev and she wasn’t even allowed to say anything—to explain herself or fight back!
Also, this was clearly really putting Sev on the spot. He didn’t seem to know what to say.
“I…she…I was going to punish her later, after First Meal—I mean breakfast,” he said at last. “But then Brother Jonash came to the door to get us for this meeting and the Induction Ceremony.”
“I see…let us confer.” There was hushed murmuring from the Elders and after a moment, the one with the deep voice spoke again. “Very well, the Council of Elders accepts your explanation. But please know in the future that we expect this kind of open defiance to be curbed immediately. If your wife sasses or disrespects you in any way, we expect to see you taking immediate action to correct her. And we’ll be watching you—your wife’s actions and the way she speaks to males who are not her husband have earned you both constant surveillance. Is that understood?”
“Understood,” Sev said harshly and gave Mia a glance that wasn’t hard to read. You’d better be fucking careful from now on! it clearly said.
Mia just stared back, giving him her best poker face. She still didn’t know whether to be frightened or pissed off at the idea of Sev taking her over his knee and spanking her, the way Enoc had spanked Lisha. Just picturing it made her heart pound and her palms feel sweaty. She squeezed her thighs together, wishing desperately that this damn meeting was over already!
But the Elders clearly had more to say.
“This Council acknowledges that the two of you are new to the PPP and not completely knowledgeable of our ways,” the Elder said. “Therefore, this next part of this Judgment Session will consist of a two-part training. Once more, I direct your attention to the screen for a helpful Instructional vid on training your wife.”
They turned to face the screen yet again. This time instead of the Prophet or recorded images of themselves, they were shown two Chakiouns with pale blue skin and silver hair, who were clearly members of the PPP. This was made obvious by their outfits—a white dress for the woman and the white shirt and black trousers for the man.
The husband was tall, with stern eyes and a commanding air about him and the wife was small and rather plump—big in the hips and thighs, just like Mia was herself.
“Training your wife begins with a few simple commands,” a disembodied voice announced from the screen.
The voice of the Prophet, Mia realized. He must have narrated this sick little training film. This time she had no problem concentrating on what he was saying—maybe because she couldn’t see him and the distractingly shiny jewelry he wore around his neck.
“Your wife may be disobedient and defiant at first, but once you have her properly trained, both of you will be much happier and your relationship will flourish” the Prophet went on in his rich, melodious voice. “The first command any well-trained wife must learn is ‘Bend Over.’”
The man on the screen pointed a finger at his wife.
“Wife—bend over!” he growled.
At once, the wife went over to the couch. They were filming this in an area that looked very much like the living room of the domicile she and Sev were currently staying in, Mia thought. She watched as the wife stepped up to the arm of the couch, put her hands on it, and bent over it, which put her ample bottom in the air.
“The wife presents herself submissively and sexually, fully expecting the husband—who is her Lord and Master—to take whatever he wants,” the Prophet informed them.