Page 15 of Corruption
“I’m not playing. I’m just doing as my Master wants.”
“No, you’re being too compliant.”
“Did you not want my love?” she asked, her voice almost robotic.
“I wanted your obsession. But you’re not obsessed. You’re just being obedient.”
“As you wanted.”
“What has gotten into you?” I asked, reaching out to grasp her jaw, pressing into her skin, eliciting a whimper.
“I’m... being good,” she whispered, wincing from the pain.
“No, you’re acting weird. I know you, Alison. You only think of yourself. You have something planned. But if you think you’re getting out of here sooner simply because my plans were a little altered, you’re mistaken,” I warned her, moving my face closer to hers. “You belong to me!”
“I’m not doing anything. I’m doing as you wanted,” she swore.
“I don’t believe you.”
“Then I don’t know what to say, Master,” she whispered, looking down. “I’m just being what you wanted me to be.”
I studied her, trying to decipher her intentions. Alison was more cunning than anyone I knew, and the games she played were always designed to strike in the most brutal and unforeseen ways. I didn’t trust her for a moment when she claimed to be genuinely acting as a good and obedient slave. No, she had something planned. But if she wanted to engage in this game with me, she should be prepared to go all the way.
“Just being good, you say?” I asked.
She nodded.
“Very well,” I said, pushing away, and she looked puzzled as she gazed up at me. “Since you’re just being so good, I’m sure you won’t complain about any of the games I have planned. You will simply obey them without protest?”
“Yes, Master,” she promised.
“So, if I wanted a lot of random men to come in here, and for you to service each and every one of them, you would just do it, right?”
Something flickered in her eyes, and I noticed her struggle to swallow. I smiled, immediately seeing through her act.
“Well?” I prodded.
“Y-Yes, Master,” she whispered.
“And if I asked you to thank me for every guy I threw at you, telling me how you loved being used by each and every one of them like a common whore, you would, with a big smile, tell me how grateful you are, right?” I pressed further.
“Yes,” she breathed, her voice losing power, but she continued to respond.
“Good to know,” I said, then leaned down to release her so she could go to the bathroom. When she noticed she was free, I nodded toward the closed door, and she understood the silent command. I waited for her to return, then locked her to the couch again, this time securing both her hands together as I left the room. If Alison thought she could win this game between us, she was mistaken. I refused to be the loser. Once I had everything cleaned up, she was in for a dreadful surprise. As I had warned her, if she wanted to challenge me, she had to be prepared to go all the way. With a smile on my lips, I strolled down the long hallways, my steps gradually slowing as I became overwhelmed by memories, glancing at the pictures on the wall. Vince might not have appeared sentimental, but his walls were adorned with pictures spanning his time here. After a while, I began to appear in them too.
“One more,” Vince instructed as I hung from an iron bar, struggling to lift myself. My weak arms shook, unable to hold my weight, and my fingers slipped, causing me to fall to the wooden floor. I groaned as my ass absorbed most of the impact and looked up at Vince, who smiled down at me.
“That was... five?” he chuckled.
“I’m not like those football players,” I grumbled.
“Thank God you aren’t. They have dirt for brains. You, on the other hand, know how to think. Now we just need to get some muscles on your body. You might be up against someone twice your size.”
“I think anyone is twice my size right now,” I sighed, looking at the ground and feeling utterly useless.
Vince crouched down, folding his hands together in front of him and resting his arms on his knees. When I glanced at him, I didn’t see the same disappointed look in his eyes that I had seen in most adults. He was still smiling.
“You would be amazed at what time and patience can do for your physique,” he told me. “And sustenance.”
