“Well, if you’re done stroking your inner emotional self, I’m hungry. Have you eaten?”
“No, Mistress Elise.”
“Remove everything, stop at the bathroom at the end of the hallway and wash your hands, then meet me in the kitchen. You will kneel to the left of the chair that has a place setting. I’m going to make dinner, and what I don’t eat, I will give it to you. Do you have any questions?” I asked him.
“No, Mistress Elise.”
I walked ahead of him and made my way to the kitchen. I went to the sink and stared down into it. When I heard the water running in the bathroom, I knew that I was safe to steal a few moments for myself without his eyes. I turned my right hand over and stared at the redness that stretched the length of all my fingertips. The fingertips still stung a little bit from where I slapped him three times.
Did I feel guilty? I wasn’t sure if I felt guilt, but I had an exhilarating energy racing through my body. I noticed how much my nipples ached as I leaned forward to flip the faucet on.
“Mmm,” I lightly moaned under my breath.
I reached down and ran my stinging fingertips along the crotch of my panties, feeling how swollen my pussy lips were. As I shifted the weight from my left foot to the right, I also became aware of the dampness.
While I washed my hands, another thrill moved through me as I realized that my swollen pussy lips and dampness had most likely been a direct result of striking Andrew. I marveled at the fact that my body was telling me that I had made the right decision by bringing Andrew into the home.
It was also a little alarming that being so cold and mean to him made me feel so powerful and turned me on at the same time. I had never been like this before, but maybe it had been in me, and I never knew it. I decided to shelve those thoughts for the moment and focus on dinner. Andrew had returned and was now kneeling exactly where I had asked him to. While I prepared the food, I went over an expectation about mealtime with him.
“Whenever I eat, that will be where you will remain. You will always kneel to the left of that chair. I like to sit down from the right of the chair, and I do not want you in my way. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Mistress Elise,” Andrew responded.
I turned the stove off and poured the piping hot soup into a bowl and carried it to the table. I went back to the stove and put the freshly steamed vegetables onto a plate and added two dinner rolls. I set that plate just to the left of the soup bowl, and just before I sat down, I looked at Andrew as he knelt there.
The first thing that I noticed was that his silver chain with the two letter “A” charms still hung around his neck. He hadn’t listened to me. I was shocked and appalled. His disregard for my explicit direction had me so angry that I couldn’t even enjoy the sight of the rest of his delectable naked body. I reminded myself to stay firm and set the tone with him.
“Are you hard of hearing?” I asked in a louder volume.
With my hands on my hips, I glared down at him. I was even more annoyed that he had a look of confusion on his face.
“Well, are you?” I prompted him again. “Andrew, I do not like repeating myself.”
“No, Mistress Elise. I don’t have difficulties hearing.”
“Then, are you just dumb? Unobservant? Or are you purposely trying to challenge me?”
“No, Mistress Elise.”
I let out an exasperated sigh.
“My instructions were to remove everything,” I reminded him.
I had hoped he would see where he made the error. When it was clear that he was clueless, I snapped. I slapped my hand on the table, causing both the silverware and Andrew to jump.
“Everything!” I screamed at him.
Andrew looked down his chest and reached back to feel his feet as if he had forgotten to remove a sock. Was he this dense? I grabbed a handful of his soft brown hair and pulled his head back, quickly forcing him to look up at me. His eyes found mine, but my eyes shifted to focus on his throat that moved as he swallowed. I put my fingers under the “A” charms and tugged with the slightest of pressure.
“When I said everything, I meant your little necklace too.”
“Mistress Elise, please,” Andrew quickly began.
“Did I ask you to speak?” I tightened my grip on his hair and tugged it backward.
“No, Mistress Elise.”
“Why did you leave this on when I asked you to remove everything?”
