Page 55 of Payback
Yes, Alison had pushed me past my limit. Now, only humiliation and agony awaited her. Struggling to form coherent sounds, she grappled with the continued pressure against her face, forced into the food.
“Eat it!” I commanded.
She couldn’t eat it, my pressure keeping her head down. Eventually, I eased up slightly, hauling her back up by her hair. Her gaze met mine, terror filling her eyes as remnants of salad dressing and food clung to her face and her hair was mussed.
“What’s the matter? Did it not taste good?” I jeered.
She blinked rapidly, swallowing hard. I could tell she was realizing the grave misjudgment she’d made earlier. But my dark desires were far from fulfilled. My grip moved lower, shredding her clothing in the process. A small, fearful scream escaped her lips. She likely thought I was about to take her right then, but that wasn’t my intent. I ruthlessly tore away every scrap of her attire until she stood completely exposed. Then, seizing her arm, I propelled her forward.
“No! What on earth are you doing?” she shouted.
Swinging the front door open, Alison attempted to break free from my hold, her voice strained with panic. Despite her struggles, she was no match for my strength. Wrapping an arm around her waist, I guided her outside, onto the top steps leading to my front door. She made a frantic attempt to dart back indoors. Considering the upward slope of the road and the houses on the opposite side, anyone living above the level of the wall surrounding my property could catch sight of her nudity.
"Please, let me go inside!"
"You told me to be original, Alison," I reminded her. "Now turn around and kneel."
"What?" she asked me in disbelief.
"I told you to turn around and kneel."
"A-Are you serious? Anyone can see?"
“Don’t worry, your food mask will preserve your anonymity. Now obey my instructions!” I ordered.
“Please, Master, don’t do this to me!” she pleaded, clutching at my shirt and shaking her head.
So now she could be sweet, I thought mockingly. However, it was far too late. She had summoned forth the beast within me, and now she was forced to confront it. She had invited these games and provocations, and she was about to learn the consequences of her actions.
“Turn around and kneel, or we can return to the blue room where I’ll make you weep as I take a part of you that’s far from prepared. I won’t stop just because you ask,” I growled menacingly.
“Please, Master, I was wrong,” she implored, and the fake Alison I recalled resurfaced—the one who could charm anyone and gain any favor with a flutter of her eyelashes.
“Turn around and kneel,” I reiterated.
She complied, yet remained near, clutching my leg.
“Please! I misjudged you. You’re original,” she insisted. “Please, just allow me to go inside.”
I shrugged her off, pushing her away.
“Do as I tell you, or after I have fucked you, I’ll unveil one of your darkest secrets. Shall it be your husband’s crime or one of your own?” I threatened.
Fear clouded Alison’s gaze as she stared up at me, realizing she had little choice. Though tears welled in her eyes, they were insufficient to make her cry. She was a tough nut to crack, I had to admit. But I hoped that several hours exposed to the scorching sun, on display for all my neighbors to see, might change that.
“Please...”
“Do as I say, or I’ll release it,” I warned.
Understanding she was trapped, she began to turn, remaining on her knees with her head down.
“Keep your arms down, hands on your thighs, and hold that pose,” I commanded.
“Please, I beg you...”
I slammed the door shut, securing the lock. She knew that if she were discovered moving or absent from her position, dire consequences would follow. Casting a glance out the window, I pushed the curtain aside, spotting her outside. She had limited hiding spots. Perhaps, if she darted toward the wall, she could manage, but then I would shatter her life in a different manner. Though from this distance, no one would discern her identity, they could certainly see her nudity. Perhaps someone might contact the authorities, but if they did, I could easily manage it. After a few minutes ensuring her compliance, I let the curtain fall and proceeded to pour myself a drink.
Chapter 29
