She sat nude on her knees, angry eyes glaring at the hard wood floor. Her Master stood above her, his dangerous gaze boring into the back of her head. She had directly disobeyed his order, in front of his face and he was furious with her. Feeling neglected over the last few days she had began to deliberately disobey him in small ways but never had she so blatantly ignored one of her master’s requests.
Earlier that day he had called his pet on his lunch break and requested that she be bathed and in position for him in front of the bed when he returned home from work that evening. He had told her that he would return at 6:30 and she agreed and said sweetly,
“Good bye Sir.”
That evening when he came home he found her, having fallen asleep after her bath, naked in his bed. He stood tall in the door way, staring at her for a moment before dropping his briefcase causing a loud “Smack!” against the floor. She woke, startled at the noise, looking over to him. The minute her eyes met his he could see the panic slide over her form. She sat up, her body flushing as she looked down and began shaking her head,
“I’m so sorry, Sir. I am so very sorry… Please don’t be angry.”
She could feel his glare boring into her. He was quiet for some time, allowing her to bask in the discomfort that rested thickly between them. Finally, he spoke to her, cold and hateful as he hissed,
“On your knees in front of that fucking bed now…pet.”
He seemed to spit the last word from his lips in disgust. She whimpered and moved quickly into position in front of the bed, lowering her head, eyes on the floorboards that rested uncomfortably under her knees. He slammed the door and she flinched, catching a gasp in her throat as she closed her eyes. He stood over her, loosening his tie and unbuttoning the top of his shirt.
“Who the fuck do you think you’re dealing with? What kind of little game are you trying to play here, pet? Because I’m not interested in playing games with you, little one…”
She began to shake slightly, anger building inside of her. She was willed and feisty, and at times he enjoyed that about her, but today she had made a dangerous mistake. He could see her anger and he only spoke more harshly at her.
“I gave you a direct and simple order, even generously giving you a time I would return instead of making you sit there all day, and you blatantly disobey me? That’s a ballsy move, little one. Tell me, why? Why do you choose to make me punish you?”
Unable to speak, tears sliding down her hot cheeks as she sat shaking. She didn’t answer because she couldn’t He moved quickly and pulled her hair, ripping her head back so she was forced to look at him, and his anger caused his voice to quiver slightly as he hissed,
“Answer me, now”
She cried, shaking hard as she fought hard against the paralysis of her fear, she narrowed her gaze on him and spat,
“Honestly, I’m surprised this even caught your attention… Sir.”
And on the final word she boldly smirked up at him. He began to laugh. He laughed in her face, shaking his head at her.