Page 27 of Savage SEAL's Virgin
The way he stood there, leaning against the door frame, was pissing me off. He wasn’t mad at me, yet he talked about punishing me because others expected it.
“I don’t live my life according to what others expect or want. I live it on my own terms. One would think you, as a powerful man, would do the same. I just can’t see any need to be corrected for putting that bitch in her place. I’m not going to agree to any punishment.” I had said it, plain and simple. I wouldn’t go along with being punished for something I saw as the right thing to do. End of story.
“I see.” Troy turned and walked away from me.
I sat there for a long moment before I went to the living room to see what he was doing. I found him sitting there, staring at nothing. The glass he held hung in his hand as if it was about to fall.
“Troy, you’re making a big deal out of nothing. Come on. Let’s go to bed.” I reached out for him, but he just shook his head.
“We should leave. It was you who wanted to be here anyway. I didn’t want to come here. I knew you didn’t understand all the rules. I knew you would have trouble following them.” He pulled the glass to his lips and took a long drink.
“Look, just tell the guys you spanked me and that I apologized. I want to stay. I really do. I’ll be quiet when we’re out there. I’ll do as you say. I want to see what that world is like. You know I want to write about it.”
Putting the glass down, he took my hand and pulled me to sit down. “That world is about a lot of things you don’t want. Things like separating love from sex. Things like putting one person above another. It’s a place where the reality of everyone being equal is dissolved. In there, one person is the master and one the slave.”
I didn’t want things to end. I wanted to understand things in that world, not only so I could write a thesis, but for myself as well. I climbed off the sofa and kneeled as I bowed my head. “I trust you, master. I want you to rule over me. I want to experience it all. If that means taking the punishment for something I feel wasn’t breaking any rules, then punish me. I’ve changed my mind. I will accept it because I want you to know that I give myself to you completely.”
He took me by the chin and made me look at him. “I don’t even want that anymore. That’s something you want.”
“You bought me to be yours. I want to know what that feels like. I still have no idea what it actually feels like to be ruled over. Teach me, master. Please.”
I was hungry for something. Not sex with him or anyone else. It seemed I wanted to be pushed to do things I didn’t want to. I wanted to feel more, even if it meant being humiliated for standing my ground with a rival woman. If that was what BDSM was about, I wanted to experience it.
But Troy was fast becoming soft with me, and I was missing out on what I was after because of it. I wasn’t sure if I should push him or not. His look was more than a bit despondent. I felt a chill around him. He wasn’t happy with me.
“Blyss, I can be brutal. I can be heartless. You have no idea of the beast you’re provoking. I don’t want to treat you that way. I want to love and cherish you.” His eyes climbed into mine. “I want everything with you. Marriage, a family, the whole nine yards. I want to leave this behind me. Can you come with me and leave this all behind us?”
What he said didn’t shake me. I knew what he wanted. He might not have said it all as crystal clear as he just had, but I was well aware that he wanted me to be with him forever. And I wanted that too. But I wanted to experience more before I went to that place with him. The little domesticated woman who would be by his side was within me, but so was a wild woman who was begging to come out and play. Only he wasn’t allowing it.
I had begged him to torture my flesh, and he’d only given me what he thought I could take. I knew I could take more and wanted to reach my boundaries that hadn’t been close to being reached. I even wanted to know what it was like to have to watch the man who owned me do things to other women and make me accept it.
My outburst at that other woman was because she initiated it all, disrespecting my man. The truth was, if Troy had initiated it, I’d have done as he wanted me to. But he didn’t want to take me to where I had come. He took me away from it as soon as he could. Now that we were back and it was time to teach me, he didn’t want to do that.
“Troy, if you will put this side of you away for only one week and show me the true meaning of being a Sub, then I will leave here with you and we will put this lifestyle behind us. If that is what you really want. I came here to experience things. Give me what I came for, please. You didn’t come here to find a wife. You came for a Sub and you got one. Now do with me what you would with any normal sub.”
“Put my love for you to the side?” He got up and threw his glass across the room. It shattered and fell on the hardwood floor.
I was afraid. For the first time, I was afraid of him. My body trembled and I didn’t know what the hell to say. My head stayed down, as if I knew, instinctually, to cover my vulnerable areas. “Please, for one week, master.”
The growl he made filled the entire room and shook my body. “I’m going to have you taken to one of those private rooms. I’ll have three men there witness your punishment for your actions tonight. I will allow them each to strike you for disrespecting the sanctity of their club. That is what I would do to a Sub I cared nothing for. Is that what you want, Blyss?”
“Yes, master.” I was scared to death and elated at the same time. He was going to treat me the way I had wanted from the beginning. I was about to find out what it felt like to be a real Sub.
“Then I will take you down and shackle you, so you will have to watch me as I take another Sub. That is what I would do to a normal Submissive partner who thought she could run the show.” My blood ran cold. “Is that what you want, Sub?”
I couldn’t make the words come out of my mouth. I had just thought that was what I wanted. I had told myself if he wanted to fuck another woman, I’d accept it. I’d find it an experience I had never had. I knew Troy could mindlessly fuck. He’d done it to me. I knew emotion was the key to making love. Could I watch Troy, the man I had come to love, mindlessly fuck another Sub to prove he was the one in charge of everything and I was in charge of nothing?
I gathered my courage. “Yes, master.”
“Then you have set your fate, Sub. Wait by the door for someone to come and get you. Don’t move or say a word to me until I tell you to. You’re getting what you want. You’re going to be treated the way a person who chooses to be lower than another is treated. You are going to experience the entire thing. I don’t think you can handle it. The safe word is cherry. Don’t forget that word.” He walked toward the bedroom. “Take your place at the door, then.”
After he had closed the door behind him, I went to the door and knelt the way he’d told me. I knew I could stop all of it with one word, but I didn’t want to. It was Troy’s savage side I had wanted to see, and I was about to get my wish. A niggling voice cropped up inside my head.Are you sure you want to coax this beast out in him, Blyss?
Of course I was sure. I had thought about it a lot. I wasn’t making some rash decision. My life had been beyond bland up until I signed up to be a Submissive for a complete stranger. Thanks to taking the initiative to become something, instead of nothing, I had experienced a lot in a short amount of time.
Now, you can add public beating to the list of experiences, Blyss. You must be so proud.
That inner-voice was annoying. A real Miss Goody Two Shoes!
