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11: The Monster
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Rite of Submission 12: Lessons Learned
I didn’t sleep for very long. I remade the bed and folded up the clothes he’d had me remove. I wasn’t sure if I was supposed to let him know I was awake or not, but the office door remained closed. I opted to comb out my hair and spend the time I had alone staring out the windows. I had to use the drapes to keep my nudity concealed, as I stood there watching life continue on the paths and lawns between the buildings that I could see. A tray had been left while I was sleeping. A pitcher of tea along with some containers of chopped fruit, bottled water and wrapped sandwiches were neatly placed on the tray. I figured it had been left as my lunch and I made sure to eat enough to last, unsure if I’d be given diner tonight. I found myself snacking on the fruit throughout the afternoon as I watched out the window. The sky had already begun to turn orange before the door opened again. I raced to the end of the bed, trying to toss my hair behind me and clasp my
Rite of Submission 13: Rewards
I was awakened by a light tapping on the bedroom door. Stretching out, I was surprisingly disappointed when I found I was alone in the bed. The tapping came again a little louder, “Uh… Miss, um… Alexandria…” Blake’s voice stammered on the other side of the door. “I’m supposed to make sure you make it across the hall.” Panic hit as I bolted upright, clutching the blankets around me. “Uh, just a minute,” I answered, not wanting to have to walk across the hall naked. To my surprise, the pajama set he’d ordered me to strip off was on the pillow in his place. Smiling to myself, certain now that I’d done something right last night; I pulled the clothes on and made my way over to the door, twisting my hair up in a bun. “Good morning Blake,” I greeted him with a beaming smile. He looked surprised as he took in my smile. “Ummm, morning,” he responded, “Miss…” “My parents called me Alex,” he looked unsure, “but my friends called me Lexi.”
Rite of Submission 14: Story Time
After antagonizing Candice, spending lunch with Dmitri and gaining a new project, Sophie seemed bored with venturing around the house now. A chair had been set out in the hall, assumedly for Blake, when we found our way back up to the suites. Flopping on the sofa, she eyed me suspiciously, “What exactly happened last night to put my brother in such a generous mood today? Not to mention, that kiss in the kitchen!” She giggled, “I did enjoy watching Candy turn that peculiar shade of purple when Dimi wrapped his arms around you. I thought her head was going to explode!” I just shrugged and spread my palms, unsure of what to tell her. “I can’t explain it.” I tried to think of a way to tell her what I felt in that moment, “Candy just makes me want to... You know, I think I hate her, and I’d like to drop kick her across the room when I see her.” It was a statement, but it sounded more like a question as I said it. She grinned at me, “Oh, my god! You like him
Rite of Submission 15: Shenanigans
Breakfast went by in a blur. We were curled up on the couch, still in our pajamas with our mugs of coffee, when Dmitri joined us. Giving Dmitri a quick kiss, instead of sitting as a decoration today, I sat in the chair beside him. It was mostly a repeat of lunch from the day before. The twins held a conversation about contracts with vendors, while I tried to ignore the hand caressing my thigh so I could navigate food into my mouth. Afterwards Sophie bounced off to get dressed for her busy day and I was guided by a hand on the small of my back across the hall to his suite. I couldn’t remember the last time I felt this anxious. My heart was racing so fast, I thought that it would pound its way out through my chest. I had no clue where the day would lead after the last day I’d spent with him. He did seem to be in an exceptionally good mood today. He was humming as he closed the doors of his suite behind us. Even his smile seemed brighter than usual, happy instead of smug.
Rite of Submission 16: Breakdown
I felt my whole body shake, almost as if it was vibrating from the anger I felt at the moment. It didn’t help that it felt like there was an internal war raging within me. Part of my anger wanted to lash out at the bimbo on the other side of the door, the audacity to claim that he was hers when he was actively pursuing me and for all intents and purposes, legally speaking, was mine. Part of that anger was directed at him, feeling like I was being goaded into having more animosity towards her than I should, when I didn’t even want him for myself. Not to mention the way he seemed to enjoy watching me struggle with these feelings. Ignoring his amused smile, I stormed past him making my way all the way into the bathroom, slamming the door behind me, almost daring him to follow after. Coming face to face with my own reflection, I reeled back like I’d seen a ghost. The dark shadow I had seen so many times in his eyes when his primal senses took over his rati
Rite of Submission 17: History, Myths and Lore
If they had some kind of torture room, I’m sure that Sophie would have warned me about it, at least I hope that she would have. Unsure of what he had in mind I moved a little timidly to follow him. He held the door open and offered his arm, just like he’d done to me and Sophie the day before. I hesitated a moment before threading my arm around his. Arm in arm, he led me down the hall. Just like the day before, it didn’t take long for me to get lost in the twist and turns of the different hall ways and rooms with multiple doors. He was just as sure as she had been about what direction to head in. I didn’t know where we were headed, but we were passing through rooms I didn’t recognize, until we walked into his main office. This was the room where I’d been presented and inspected my first night here, trussed up and practically naked. My feet stopped moving, jerking him to a halt just inside the doorway. Dropping my arm he moved across the room to a shelf
Rite of Submission 18: Deal with the Devil
My arms tightened around my chest, waiting for him to make a move. With a wink, he turned and walked away back towards the chairs. Frowning at the empty cups, he pulled a new bottle of vodka from a shelf beside him. With a deliberately slow pour, the cups were refilled and the bottle placed on the table beside them. With a slight bow, he gestured to the second chair. “Let’s get comfortable,” he sat in his chair. “I imagine that you’ll prove to be a particularly tough negotiator.” His lips twitched up at the corner, as if he was trying to suppress a smirk. Irritated by the smug look on his face, I stormed across the room, grabbed a glass, tossing the entire contents down my throat. I immediately regretted the action as the clear liquid burned like molten lava all the way down to my stomach. I slammed the glass back down a little harder than I’d planned, fighting the urge to gag as he chuckled. I flopped unceremoniously into the empty chair and folded my arms back over m
Rite of Submission 19: Madness
A strange woman was shining a bright light into my eyes, “I think she is coming too.” I tried to sit up but she pressed gently on my shoulder to stop me, “Give yourself a moment, dear,” her voice was calm and soothing, “we don’t know why you fainted yet.” She turned to look at someone behind her, “She still looks awfully pale to me, are you certain she’s eating regularly and staying hydrated?” “I’m not with her every second of everyday, but she eats at the meals I’ve been present for,” there was a weird tone in his voice, as he paced back and forth. “Of course Alpha,” she turned back to me and smiled warmly. “I’d suggest sending down for something just the same, and get some more fluids into her. It could have been as simple as low blood sugar, an electrolyte imbalance or just dehydration.” She was packing things into a small medical bag, “we’ll know more as soon as the tests come back, and I’ll make sure that they are in your hands as soon as I get th
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