Page 44 of His Property

Fuck.

“Y-yes…” I couldn’t believe that I was actually admitting it.

His voice lowered an octave. “That’s not good enough for me. I want you to tell me exactly what you mean. Yes,what?”

“Yes, I liked… that it hurt.” I forced myself to look up at him, meeting his gaze. “Why? Why did I like it? I don’t like pain…”

He stopped pacing then, drawing close to me until he towered over me. I thought he might reach for me, but he didn’t. “Part of my job is to show you who you really are. To peel back your protective facade you show to the world, and expose the truth of you—even if you don’t think you want to know the truth. Because I do. I want to knowexactlywho you are. Even if you’re the sort of girl who likes pain, but can’t bring herself to admit it.”

Was I that kind of girl though? I didn’t know anymore. After what he done to me last night, my conception of myself, and my needs, they were all twisted up, jumbled, confused. I wasn’t sure I knew up from down anymore. But what I did know was that I wanted more, I wanted to see where else he would take me. And though I was ashamed to admit it, I wanted to see what else he would do to me.

Even if it hurt.

If anything his gaze grew harder, icier, as he stared down at me.

I peered up at him like a scared girl, my mouth going dry, simultaneously hating and reveling in how he made me feel at a mere look.

“Here’s how things are going to go. Until your thirty days are up—which isn’t for another two weeks—you’re going to doexactlyas I tell you. Any refusal of my orders, and we talk. And unless you ultimately decide to obey, then this whole thing is off. I’m not interested in negotiation or debate. And I’m definitelynotlooking for willfulness or defiance either. I’m interested in obedience, and service, and a girl who knows how to do exactly as she’s told. Clear?”

My voice was a little more than a whispering rasp. “Yes, sir. Clear.”

“Since we have two more weeks to go, things are going to change. If I find that you have not met my requirements in either your job duties or servicing my cock, then you’re going to be punished. That’s not all either.

“Once a week, you’ll be punished as a matter of course, to remind you of your place, to reinforce your obedience and your service to me. And to my cock. I know you think that’s not fair, but you’re going to have to understand that fair no longer applies to you. The fact is I enjoy unfairness. A relationship with me isn’t anything at all to do with fairness; quite the opposite, in fact.

“I really do believe you’re the kind of girl who craves that, who needs it right down to her bones, to know that what’s fair or equitable isn’t what she needs. Who knows that that’snotwhat’s good for her. But instead what’s good for her is being subject to a man strong enough to put her in her place, show her who she really is, and free her from any notion that she’s anything but his plaything. To show her in every way that she is his, that she belongs to him body and soul, and that her only concern is in making him happy, serving him and giving him as much pleasure as she possibly can. His pleasure isherpleasure.

“That’s the kind of girl you are, Lola. And even if you think I’m full of shit, I’m going to prove to you that’s who you’ve been all along. And one day you’re going to thank me. You’re going to get down on your knees and thank me for freeing you. For letting the real you finally show.”

A shiver ran down my spine at the words, but it wasn’t in fright, or at least notonlyin fright. It was more than that, and while I wasn’t sure I quite understood it yet, it was like opening a book and learning something for the first time, that nagging sense that there was a hidden truth just under the surface, one that I could feel and sense, but couldn’t quite see.

Is that what’s happening here?

Was it true that I was this person that Ellis thought I was? What if he was wrong, what if this was merely a man projecting upon me his secret desires for the perfect woman? That was a danger, of course, but I didn’t care about any of that right then. I cared about how he was making me feel.

And how much I wanted to explore all that he thought I was.

Sure, he might be wrong. But what if he was right?

“I don’t know what I’m doing here. I’m confused, and a little scared, but I’m also—I can’t believe I’m going to say this—I’m really fucking turned on, too.”

He grinned at that. “A little scared and a lot turned on is exactly how I want you. I won’t hurt you, Lola, not really. But some of the things I’m going to do to youwillhurt. You need that. You need a man who will give you what you need. And I assure you, silly girl, that I am exactly that sort of man. You’re a young woman, naive, inexperienced, and you have no idea what you’re in for. I like that too. But you’re safe with me. Never forget that.”

My heart squeezed at those last words, and I hadn’t realized how much I needed to hear them. The fact was I wanted everything he said, despite the fact I didn’t understand if it was something that I actually needed. Or maybe I just wasn’t ready to face it yet.

But the prospect of obeying him. Of being subject to him. Even of being punished and hurt by him. I liked all of those things very much. It was terrifying to admit that to myself, but it was true.

I would have to sort out all the whys of that later. Someday.

“I can… I want this, sir.”

Then he really did reach out to me, softly stroking my hair. “Good. Then I want you to stand, and pull your uniform up.”

My heart sank. “Um, why?”

“I see we have a long way to go.” He took a deep breath, his nostrils flaring slightly. “That’ll answer that question. One, because I told you to. Two, because I want to inspect your cunt. Each morning you’re going to be doing this. You’ll want to present your cunt to me, for me to inspect, for me to ensure it’s in the state that I desire it. Or sometimes for me to punish it. Do I make myself clear?”

Holy shit.

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