yet she still chose to lie to me.”
“So what are you going to do with her in an hour?”
“I’m going to take her out of the room and see if she’s willing to tell me the truth, then I’ll reward her affectionately.”
There was something about knowing Eric was going to pleasure Whitney that made me slightly envious. What would happen if I told him the truth? He would have probably punished me by kicking me out of the house, and that would have been my reward as well, since he wouldn’t have whipped or caned me. I could only hope for something like that to happen. But then he’d never speak to me, and I’d probably never speak to him again. And why did it matter? I was so torn inside I didn’t even realize Eric was staring at me the entire time until I looked up.
I shook my head and tried snapping myself out of the daydreams I kept having.
“What were you thinking about just now?” he asked curiously.
I chewed my bottom lip. “Um, nothing, I have a test to study for in one of my classes, and that’s what I was doing before I got here.”
Eric glared at me. “And why don’t I believe you?”
I needed to remember to be much more careful around him, if I was going to stick around. “I’m sorry, Sir, I had been thinking about you.”
At least it wasn’t a lie.
He smiled thin and leaned down to brush his cheek against mine.
“Just for future reference, Alexandra, you bite at your lips when you’re bluffing,” he whispered close. I shuddered and flushed embarrassment.
Gingerly he cupped my cheek in his hand and dipped down to kiss the side of my neck. I closed my eyes and leaned into him.
“I had a lovely evening with you last night, and I’m disheartened you had to come over, thinking I was some type of monster. I don’t beat and torture my submissive, unless that’s what she wants.”
I tried to shift and move so I could look him in the eyes and try to apologize, but he held me firm.
“If you want to see a sadist, you’ll get your chance very soon. You’re very lucky you’re training with me, and that I…”
His words trailed away. What was he going to tell me?
“That you’re not his,” he finished, though I knew it wasn’t what he was going to say.
“I’m yours, Sir,” I whispered and heard him chuckle softly.
“So eager to please me?”
I was desperate to please him.
“You’ll have your chance, in just a moment,” he replied and then stood up. I watched while he left the room and disappeared. Minutes later, he reemerged with Whitney, still gagged and blindfolded. He motioned with his finger pressed against his lips for me to remain quiet as he helped her walk through the room and kneel down next to me.
Whitney was shaking, her hands laced behind her head. There were streaks down her face where tears had run. Eric took his seat once more and kept one hand holding her throat.
“Are you ready to be a good girl?” he asked her after he unbuckled the gag from around her head.
“Yes, Sir,” Whitney answered fast. It was strange to hear the way her voice sounded, strained and unsettling.
“Why did you lie to me?”
“Because I went to lunch today with Lexi and told her about us,” she explained and my heart sank. It felt as if I had been the one to help her punishment, and in a way, I had by inviting her out and pressing her for information. I should have just not called her, and none of the pain she had endured would have happened.
“I’m glad you finally decided to tell me the truth, Whitney. You’ll be very wise to do so next time I ask you about your day.”
Whitney gave a tiny hint of a smile and Eric’s hand loosened from around her neck.
“Are you ready for your reward?” he asked.
“Yes, Sir, thank you,” she replied. He stroke her cheek affectionately and then kissed her lips. Whitney kissed him back, but didn’t seek out more, as I had done each time his lips had touched mine.
“Take off your blindfold.”
My head snapped in his
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