The Tamed and Broken
By the fifth year Dylan Crewe dropped me on a remote island, I finally learned submission.
He brought his sugar baby, a college student, along with a Doberman to pick me up.
I sank to my knees, wiped the sand off his leather shoes with my sleeve, and bent my back as a step for them.
“Your duty from here on out is to take care of Tammy Bates. She and the Doberman are your family now.”
I complied with his demand with a smile.
Dylan took over my family’s empire, pushed my parents to the depths of despair until they jumped to their deaths, while I was abandoned in the middle of nowhere to break me.
He succeeded in his venture. Back in the familiar manor, I couldn’t recognize the place I once called home.
My alarm clock rang at 4 o’clock every morning, as my day would start with a special diet for Dobie and its grooming session.
At nine o’clock, I would lay out Tammy’s outfit for the day and be her literal punching bag at the gym.
I would have the drinks and food ready for Tammy’s friends in the evening, as she kidded around with her friends about how she tamed the once proud, notoriously spoiled heiress of Hedgewood’s high society.