For the next few days after I was very cold to her. Her training became methodical and distant. I no longer engaged with her except to issue an order, which was always said in a cold flat tone. When she was good instead of caressing her in some way, which she’d come to expect, I just rewarded her with some little trinket or other, or a well done. No good girl like she liked me to call her.
That’s when she’d started trying to please me. I dragged it on for a few days to see how long she would last at playing the passive sub, but she seemed genuinely hurt that I no longer cuddled and petted her after a training session.
She’s very responsive in all things, whether I’m fucking her ass or feeding her my cock and her body explodes, or even if I’m just simply talking to her. She wears her little heart on her sleeve and I suspected she’d love as fiercely as she hated.
The fact that I now wanted that love more than anything else in the world made for a very sticky situation. It wasn’t easy hiding my confusion at what she was beginning to make me feel from her, but I did it. She was steadily climbing her way under my skin and it was hell not giving in to the urge the spoil her little ass.
She likes to be praised when she’s done something well and she absolutely hates for me to be mad at her. Best of all she did not seem to notice this great change in her, or if she did, had no way of curtailing it. All this and I had not even taken her yet. Tonight was going to change all that, but first I needed to hear her answer.
16
Master Brax
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“Are you sure you won’t get mad?” I brushed my fingers across her cheek. “No, I won’t I promise.” She settled back against my chest and folded her hands in her lap.
“Well, I guess I still feel the same in some ways, even though I have a better understanding of how things work from the other side.”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean I still don’t believe that it’s fair that men have all the control and women barely have any rights over their own person. I don’t think you’d like it if the tables were turned.”
“And have you been so poorly treated here Alyssa?” I brushed her hair back and kissed her forehead and she cuddled closer, belying her words. “Well? Have you?” She picked her head up, and looked at me, and the look in her eyes cut into me deep.
“But that’s not the point. I didn’t have a choice.”
“And if you had one what would you have done? What were your options?” I let that one simmer for a bit knowing that if nothing else she’d be true to herself. She knew that there were only two choices open to her, life as a servant in a rich family’s home, or being a sub. There were lesser positions in life but I was sure she wouldn’t choose either one.
There were tears in her eyes as the desperation was brought home. Now wasn’t the time to tell her how happy I was that I had been the one to find her. It would make no difference to her now. One day, when she learned to accept the truth of our relationship she’d come to be thankful that she’d found a home with me.
The thought of her suffering the alternative still breaks me out in a sweat. “It’s not fair.” The words were spoken barely above a whisper but I heard them nonetheless. “That may be, but there are worse fates than what you have here, would you not agree?” She had to give it some thought but in the end she nodded her head slightly.
I didn’t tell her that these last few weeks with her had taught me some things too. Like the fact that she was more protected than she believed. I get her point about the place of women in our new society. But I was beginning to see, that love changes that.
I want to protect and shield her from everything. The problem as I now see it wasn’t that men had all the power. It depended on the man. A real man loves and cherishes he doesn’t harm and oppress.
Some day she will see that when I spank her ass for disobeying me it isn’t because I’m trying to control her, but to keep her safe. Maybe it was too soon for her to understand, but hopefully the day will come when she would see how much freedom my care of her actually allows.
I’d been planning to wait for tonight to make love to her for the first time, but she looked so petulant and sullen that I wanted to see her usual fire shining in her eyes.