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“You and some others went outside to start grilling, and some of the women went to fix side dishes in the kitchen.” She paused and he nodded, not following but willing to give her time to explain.
“I stayed up here to take a shower and change before the bar-b-que, but when I was done, and leaving the bathroom, I could hear voices. The same voice that had just congratulated me… well, I knew that she’d been lying.”
Suddenly he felt they were reaching the reason she’d left. “Who was talking, about what?”
“Rebecca was talking to some other woman… Pamela, I think? They were still upstairs, standing by the desk. Rebecca was saying that the whole thing was unfair. That I-I’d ruined a perfect play place, that I was desecrating your cabin by demanding you turn it into some pathetic nursery. That I’d-I’d emasculated one of the most incredible doms she’d ever seen; I had stripped you of your manhood. She said you’d not be happy for long playing Daddy to some little mouse who didn’t know what submission even meant. I must have made some sound because they turned and saw me and she… Rebecca laughed. Pamela looked embarrassed, but she didn’t defend me. Instead, she listened to Rebecca saying for me not to worry. That when you finally came to your senses and left me, she’d be ready to remind you what a real woman, a real submissive was like.”
“Oh, Elena, baby, you know Rebecca has problems, is never satisfied or happy. The only reason she was here was because she came with Ronnie. I never was involved with her nor would I choose to be. Why would you believe a word of what she said?”
“I didn’t, not really… not at first. It wasn’t that; it was the fact that you were changing what had been perfect. You began to renovate the cabin—your haven—the next weekend. When you were done, we were to meet here.”
“Right,” he said. “I was so excited for you to see everything, to start our new life together but… you ran.”
“The day we met here, the moment I stepped onto the landing upstairs, I saw that Rebecca was right. There was no more open loft. No more spanking bench or horse. No apparatus at all. The only thing that was the same was the desk. Instead of implements on the walls, there were shelves full of DVDs, books, and board games. You opened the door to my new room and it was a room meant for a child… not a grown woman. You’d changed so very much for me and yet… I had done nothing for you. All I’d ever done was take. I ran because I knew that if I stayed a moment longer… if I was here when you realized that you’d made a mistake… that I’d shatter into a million pieces.”
Liam was through listening to such bullshit. “Now you listen to me, young lady, and you listen good. I don’t give a fuck what Rebecca or anyone else thinks. I will never tire of you. I love you. You take nothing, Elena. All you’ve ever done is give. Yes, I liked the cabin when I first built it, but, Elena, I didn’t renovate just for you. I did it for me as well. I wanted to make into our haven, our special place. Being your husband, your daddy, is the highest honor, the greatest gift you could ever give me. I want to take care of you, to cuddle you, to make life what you dream of because doing so allows me to live my dream as well. Don’t you see that?”
“Not then… but I do now.”
“What made you see the truth?”
“I ran and it was only because I did that I was able to come back.” She moved again, this time around the kitchen island and came to stand before him. “It took time for me to realize that she was wrong. That my family was wrong as well. That worth is not found in being better than anyone else. To realize that what Rebecca said was wrong and you… every word you’d told me was right. Katie helped me understand that a person can’t be weak and choose this dynamic. Weakness has nothing to do with submission. It takes incredible strength. To submit is the very definition of the word. Strength to know that while you will bend, you will never be allowed to break. Strength of mind to understand that by giving of yourself, you receive more than you’d ever imagined possible. Strength to know that only those who are willing to open their heart, to truly allow another person to hold it in their hands, have the most amazing, most precious love of all. It takes strength to ignore the judgment, the misconception, the biases of those people who are too narrow-minded to know that by giving of yourself, you aren’t giving yourself away… you are finding the other half of your very soul.
“By leaving that day, I realized that I had made the only choice that robbed me of the gift you’d given me. I was alive but I was no longer living. Without you, I was empty. I came to realize that it was your gift of love, of respect, of leading me, that had finally set me free… not by changing me but by allowing me to be exactly who I am.”
He crushed her to his chest, his heart feeling as if it was finally beating properly again. Her arms wrapped around his waist, holding him tight, her cheek pressed against his chest. It was several minutes before he dropped a kiss on top of her head and then stepped back, his hands on her arms.
“I never stopped loving you, Elena. But, I swear to God, if you ever pull such a stupid stunt again, I’ll make sure you can’t sit for a week. Understand?”
“Yes.”
“No, Elena, that won’t work anymore. From the moment you stepped into our cabin, you became who you should have been that day. It will be ‘yes, sir,’ or ‘yes, Daddy.’”
“Yes, sir.”
He didn’t fail to notice she’d chosen the less intimate address but, for now, that was fine. She’d come back. She admitted she loved him, needed him—needed her daddy.
“So… what happens now?” she asked.
“First, I am going to feed you and then, young lady, I’m going to blister your bottom for running away.”
“Oh… but, I thought… maybe we could just start over?”
He brushed his thumb down her cheek as he shook his head. “You thought wrong. Little girls who run, who don’t trust their daddies, who spend months worrying themselves sick, believing they are not worthy of love, those little girls are considered naughty.” He watched her closely, saw her chest rise faster as her breathing quickened, saw her bottom lip disappear between her teeth and yet never, not for a single moment, did she remove her gaze from him.
“And do you remember what we talked about when we began making our plans? Do you remember what I told you about what happens when you are naughty?”
Her head bobbed and he shook his. “Words, Elena, use your words.”
“You’ll punish me.”
“That’s right. Why?”
“Why?”
“Yes, Elena. Why is Daddy going to punish you?”
“Because I hurt you. I ran away and—”
