“Don’t act as you know me! Don’t act as you know just how much I lost when he was taken from me!”
“I’m sorry, Mistress.” Andrew barely got the title ‘Mistress’ out before I slapped him across the face.
I felt a stinging sensation in my finger that I wore a ring on. He brought the back of his hand up to rub his cheek. He could have said a million things to me. He could have said hateful things to me.
“It’s okay, Mistress Elise,” he repeated. “It’s alright. The pain you feel will subside, and until it does, it’s okay to feel angry and hurt.”
I had a feeling that Andrew was talking about more than the annoying pain I felt in my hand.
“I understand that it’s the pain that causes the anger. You haven’t been told that it’s okay to hurt.I’mtelling you that it’s okay.”
I was so angry at that moment. He was trying to tell me things I refused to believe.
“I will absorb whatever you need to expel. I understand that you need to release your pain, and I am willing to accept it. I will be here for you, Mistress Elise.”
Rage spilled out of me when he told me that he would absorb my pain, just as I had done for Jacob. Andrew was very much like I had been; a loyal, understanding masochist. Uncontrollable anger seeped from my pores.
“Get on your hands and knees now!” I stormed down the hall and grabbed the wooden paddle.
When I returned to the living room, Andrew was on his hands and knees, waiting for me. He knew that I needed to get rid of what I had been feeling. I had willingly done this time and time again for Jacob. And now my plaything would absorb the pain and anger for me that Jacob had left me with.
I thought about how angry I was that Jacob had made the decision to go to Australia without including me in the decision making. His huge heart ended up ripping mine apart. I paddled Andrew’s ass until I cried. The crying made me angrier and more oblivious to what I was actually doing. I had never understood the phrase, ‘blinded by anger’ until today.
Andrew had started mumbling something, but I had been ignoring him and tuning him out. He had been carrying on and on about something until I finally snapped out of it and heard him.
“Red, Mistress Elise…Please, Mistress, red.”
Red.
“What, Andrew?” I roared as I put all my strength into striking his ass with the paddle. “What are you bitching about?”
“Red, Mistress. It’s my safe word. I put it on the contract in the comments section, Mistress,” he urgently informed me.
“So?” I hit his ass again with the paddle.
“You’re supposed to stop when I say it, Mistress Elise,” he declared. Andrew’s voice revealed that he was clearly in distress. His head hung down lower than his shoulders, and his hands were balled up into fists.
“Do you want me to stop?”
“Yes, Mistress. Please,” he stammered.
“Too bad. Life is full of disappointments, Andrew,” I sneered.
I continued to paddle him until I glanced at the clock. I needed to leave in a few minutes for my appointment for the massage that I desperately needed. I swatted his battered ass one more time, and then before I left the room, I remembered his cock cage. Andrew had to leave for work soon.
“Get up on your knees so I can remove the cage,” I hissed.
I pulled Andrew’s hair and guided him to rise off his hands. I crouched and quickly released his cock from the confinements of the cock cage. I wasn’t very gentle releasing his cock, and I even spanked it out of my way before I stood. When I glanced into his eyes, his sparkling blue eyes were gone and replaced by darkness. His pupils were massively dilated; had he enjoyed this?
I left the room and returned the paddle to the spare bedroom, and then went to my bedroom. In the mirror, I looked myself over. My eyes were swollen from crying, and my hand was red from squeezing the handle of the paddle. My ring finger was completely red from slapping Andrew, and by the time I got to my car, the skin was puffy and swelled around my ring. I pulled the visor down, looked in the mirror, and broke down crying again.
“Why did you leave me, Jacob?” I bawled.
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Andrew
Leaning over,I braced the weight of my body on my forearms close to my knees. I didn’t dare sit back on my heels. I waited until I heard the garage door close before I pushed myself up off the floor. I knew that she’d be gone for a while and that I needed to leave for work within thirty minutes.
