After ten minutes of watching her fidget, and mostly keep her nose on the wall, Mike spoke up relieving her from her task at hand. “Sally come here assume position two in front of me and tell me what you thought about during your corner time.”
Sally moved quickly to a kneeling position in front of Mike. She felt like a child in school being disciplined by a teacher. “Sir, if I tell you I will get in trouble.”
“No you will not because I am asking you what you thought about so as long as you tell me the truth I will not get mad, so tell me.”
“I thought how stupid it was that I was standing against the wall like a five year old. And how much I don’t like you at all, and I can’t wait for you to leave, so I can tell the cops.” Mike smiled. The fact that she was telling him this because he ordered her to meant that because she had been ordered to not go to the cops, she probably would not go to the cops, but he would leave that nugget of truth for another time. She was being pouty, and he wanted to focus her.
“And what else? I told you to think about your actions that led up to the punishment and the punishment, did you think about them?”
“Some, I thought you were not very fair, I was getting up because you were making me scared and you just made me more scared, I was not even going to run, I don’t know why, but I wasn’t. And I don’t like being spanked. It’s embarrassing to be pulled over your lap like that. And I hate it.”
“Good, Punishments are supposed to be something you do not like, I assure you the punishment was rather light and fair, I was being nice. I am glad you were not going to run, but you need to learn to ask permission before you do things. You are not to do anything without permission when I am home, is that understood?” Mike looked at Sally and raised his eyebrows in a warning.
“Yes Sir, I understand I am not to do anything without permission.” Sally whispered, almost whimpered.
“Good come sit on the couch. Stay while I figure out a movie. Do not leave the couch, but you may make yourself comfortable.
Mike went and picked one of her favorite movies, he had been spying on her long enough to know which ones she watched over and over. Sally curled up on the side of the couch furthest away from where Mike had been sitting; he had not said where she had to sit. Mike smiled to himself, but he wanted Sally to relax and enjoy the rest of the night so he voiced no displeasure at her choice and in fact instead of sitting next to her sat where he had been. The movie started and when Sally saw it was one of her favorites she got a bit excited, and was surprised. She had thought he was trying to entertain himself not please her, but there was no mistaking his intent when he said:
“Surprised Sally? I thought our last night together for awhile could be relaxed and perhaps if you want to think of it as a bit romantic I would not mind. I will make dinner afterwards, and then off to bed.”
“That sounds nice. Does that mean no more sex stuff? Uhh Sir?”
“Yes, no more sex stuff and no more punishments unless you do something very bad. If I have to punish you tonight you will bruise before bedtime, which I don’t want. So don’t make me. But Sally?” Mike waited for her to look into his eyes “You DO still need to call me Sir. Okay?”
“Yes Sir. Sir? If it is supposed to be, well it sounds kinda like a date, so can I get dressed like I would for a date, Sir?
Mike was not sure, he felt a trick coming on. “Why?’
“Well, I have had these on for a long time, they are hard to relax in and I could wear something, nicer.”
Mike looked at her hard, wondering what was going on in that pretty little head, but her deep brown eyes told him nothing. He thought about giving her guidelines about what she was allowed to put on, but was kind of curious what she might pick out on her own. Would she go for a turtleneck so he had zero access or would she try to please him. It was worth the experiment.“It is six o’clock, you have till 6:45 to be ready. I will be checking in on you while I prep for dinner, so leave the door open to your room. Do you want to eat during the movie or after?”
“After Sir, and Sir?”
“Yes?”
“Can I take a shower?”
“If you are ready and you hair is dry by 6:45.”
“Yes Sir, and thank you Sir.”
“And Sally?”
“Yes, Sir?”
“Leave the bathroom door open too. You may go now.”
“Yes Sir!” and Sally turned on her heels and practically ran to her room.
Mike could swear Sally was almost smiling as she ran to her room. There was no escape for her there he had made sure the window in the bathroom was not big enough, and the one in the bedroom had been shut with a rod and a padlock and a drill. He walked to her room and looked through the open door. No Sally but the shower water was running so he went to the bathroom door and peaked in and sure enough there she was behind the glass door taking a shower. He decided to let see how this played out and went to the kitchen to do the prep.
Sally had just wanted some ‘normal’ time to herself. No monster, no gentleman, just her and some normal activities and taking a shower and getting dressed up seemed like fun even if she had to ask permission. Knowing that time was not on her side especially with the demand for dry hair she took a quick but through shower, applied lotion and then went to her closet. For most dates she would have worn jeans, but she had a feeling that was not the best route tonight so she picked the only skirt she had. It was a navy blue straight skirt below the knees, It was a work outfit. She found a white blouse that went really well with it, a sleeveless cowl-necked blouse. She was not sure of the sleeveless, but did not want to wear long sleeves and the sleeveless was supposed to go under a business jacket. Hopefully she looked good enough without him thinking she was trying to turn him on or anything. She just wanted to wear somewhat normal clothes, and not get in trouble for what she picked out. She found thigh high nylons and the 2 inch heels that matched the outfit. In an effort to get extra points she had consciously decided to not wear panties. Once her clothes were picked out she looked at the time, it was 6:30, crap she was not dressed and her hair was not dried, she went to the bathroom to dry her hair for ten minutes, she could get dressed in a hurry if she had to.
Mike heard the hair dryer going and had peaked around the bedroom door while her head was in her closet and then quietly gone back to the kitchen, maybe there was no trick, and maybe she just needed a little time. His prep was done, so he waited till 6:45 at which time he went to her bedroom door and knocked on the door frame to let her know he was there.
Sally turned around still adjusting her skirt. She started fidgeting nervously as Mike looked at her not saying anything. His face held no clue as to his thoughts, and while Sally did not like the man much, she really did not want to make him mad.
“Sir?”
“Is it okay?”
“Yes, Its fine. Shall we go to our movie?” and Mike held out his elbow like a gentleman would do for a gentlewomen he was escorting. Sally was pleased that he was pleased because that meant no pain for now. She was mad at herself for being such a push over, but the pain was hard to handle. Mike walked them to the living room and escorted Sally to the couch.
“I would like it if you sat next to me, but I will leave the choice to you. I will not molest you during the movie, but if you are next to me I may put my arm around you or touch your arms or legs.”
Sally choose to sit next to him and they settled back and watched the movie, both enjoying themselves, Sally feeling more relaxed than she had in days, and Mike was enjoying watching her whenever he could catch a glimpse without getting caught. He did want to destroy her sense of safety right now, but he did put his arm around her, and found that about two thirds into the movie she was leaning a bit into him, not quite putting her head on his shoulder, but close. When the movie ended Mike stood up and looked at her, so beautiful, no makeup just her, and wanted to take her, but resisted his urge. This sense of couple hood was too good to mess up.
Mike reached down and took both her hands into his and pulled her up off the couch. “Sally I am going to ask you something and I need you to understand that THIS time the choice is yours I will not punish you if you deny me. Do you understand?”
“Yes Sir.”
“Can I kiss you? Just a simple, no tongue kiss?”
Sally looked at this man, now her “date” in a sense and part of her wanted to let him kiss her, but her head was so mad at her for even thinking of letting him. She took her time and thought honestly, after all he had already done to her how bad could it be, and it could not hurt her chances of getting out of the whole situation, maybe he would take pity and not come back. Right? A part of her knew she was being naïve, but she answered. “Yes Sir, you may kiss me.”
Mike was surprised, happily so. Maybe she was coming around, maybe she could like him? He reached down stroked her face and brought his lips to hers and as promised gave her a light, sensual kiss. Sally was taken aback by his gentleness and her desire for another, but she made herself pull back when he did.
Mike straightened up, put his hand on the small of her back and said “Let’s go make dinner.” It was not a choice, she was not allowed to stay so close to the front door by herself, but he tried to make it sound like a fun activity to do together, even though she would just be standing and watching. He led her into the kitchen and parked her by the corner where two counters met and simply whispered in her ear “Stay my bitch.”
It almost sounded sexy and that made Sally want to cry, she should not be responding to him like this, remember the monster?! REMEMBER!! But that voice was getting fainter and less powerful she almost liked this guy, the one cooking dinner, the one who watched a movie with her.
Mike finished what would be his last meal with her for this visit, Sally almost laughed when she saw what he was making, but she kept quiet. Mike set the table and then came and once again offered her his arm and Sally slipped hers into his. “Come this way my pet for a gourmet meal to end all gourmet meals.” There sitting on the table were two plates of homemade hamburgers and fries. He walked her to her chair and pulled it out. Sally sat and Mike placed a napkin in her lap.
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