“What have you done to me?” I whisper.
He has to have done something to me for me to act like this. I’ve never in my life rubbed against someone. I’ve never givenmyself pleasure before. Didn’t know what it was before he came into my life.
He cocks his head to the side. “What have I done to you?”
Frustration grows inside of me as he repeats my question. Is this how it’s always going to be? Him repeating my questions to get out of answering them? I’m not going to allow him to get away with it.
“You look so cute all angry, Little companion,” he purrs.
“I’m not your Little companion,” I say through clenched teeth, feeling even more annoyed now. Does he not understand that I’m not a pet and will never be a pet? I’m a human being who can take care of myself.
Daddy cups my face with one hand, slowly rubbing his thumb back and forth, successfully calming me down. I hold onto that frustration, not wanting him to win, but with each rub, he slowly gets rid of everything but contentment.
“Shhh, good girl,” he praises.
I want to be mad at him, but he knows what he’s doing. Has he done this before? But he said we are the only two on this planet, and everyone is curious about what and who we are. Which means they haven’t had anyone like us, but that doesn’t mean they haven’t had another species that they’ve toyed with.
“What have you done to me?” I ask again, pulling back from his touch.
I can’t think when he is touching me. It’s like he has a spell over me, and I can’t think or do anything for myself. It scares me beyond belief, and I don’t know how I am going to survive when he is very adamant that he will touch me all the time.
Ever since he came into the room, he has been touching me somewhere. Does he know, or does he just want to keep me close since he bought me?
“I don’t like it when you pull away from me.” His voice is low, threatening.
Freezing on the spot, I stare at him as a shiver makes its way through me.
“When I touch you, you will not pull away. When I place you somewhere, you will not move from that spot. Do you understand?” he asks.
I don’t say anything. I want to disagree with him and tell him he can’t tell me what to do, but at the same time, everything in me wants to say,yes, Daddy,and move on. There is a part of me that wants to please him in every way.
That’s not like me.
I’ve never had this urge to go out of my way and please a man like this. Granted, I’ve never been around a male before, but even with the headmistresses, I’ve never wanted to please them like I want to him.
“Do you understand?” he repeats, grabbing hold of my chin and bringing my focus back to him.
“Or else what?” I ask, my voice barely a whisper.
He eyes my face and his lip tugs up. I know it and he knows it. Hell, everyone in the Telerail probably knows that I am scared right now. Do I really want to know the answer to my own question?
“There will be consequences,” he replies.
“Like?” I ask, feeling a little more confident this time.
“Spanking, giving you pleasure but not letting you come, putting you in a corner, placing you in your kennel, turning off your collar so you can’t understand anything around you.” He lists several things.
My mouth hangs open as I look at him in horror. He’s spanked me before, and I didn’t like it one bit, but all those other things I’ve never experienced. And if it’s anything like getting spanked… I don’t want to go through them.
“That’s what I thought,” he hums. “When I tell you something, you do it. I am your Daddy, and you will do as I say.”
I open and close my mouth several times but ultimately keep it shut, not saying anything. My mind goes over all the punishments he said he would give me, and my eyes go wide.
Wait.
“Kennel?” I whisper.
He hums once again and cocks his head to the side. “That is where you will be sleeping. When you are bad, I will put you in there.”
