Total pages in book: 149
Estimated words: 141255 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 706(@200wpm)___ 565(@250wpm)___ 471(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 141255 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 706(@200wpm)___ 565(@250wpm)___ 471(@300wpm)
“What the fuck?”
“I know how that sounds but you have power over her. You’re her Master. She will do what you tell her to do. That’s why I waited for you to get here and just stayed near. She needed you. You. You getting her out of there and taking a fish out of water so fast like that… it fractured her armor and she’s cracking under the pressure. She needed prep. She will act how you tell her to act. You order her not to freak out and it’ll stop. I’m telling you this because it will. You have to be her Master, Dare. She needs that.”
“So you’re saying I need to control her, keep her broken? The fuck, Leese?”
“No, listen…you have the power to fix her. You just have to take your time doing it. They systematically broke her. She became a robot. You rescued her and got her out and she’s trying to adapt but you have no idea what it’s like for her to be out of there, trying to function after all that. You can systematically put her back together. I’ve done reading on this and I experienced it. I’m a switch, Dare, and back at Kruna for a while before I left, they had me work with their trainers to help work on broken subs. I went through their slave-to-wife transition training too, and I had a slow transition back into society when your father brought me here. Tom knew what he was doing, and I transitioned well. Be firm, be caring, give her what she needs from you and then wean her off it with more good, less discipline, more freedom. You have to look at this the way you’d train an animal because that’s what she was reduced to. Reacting and staying in line to avoid punishment plus getting positive reinforcement as well. She needs you right now. I know you don’t want to cause her any hurt, but she’s hurting more this way. You can do this in a way that will rebuild her. Think about what I’ve said. If you need me or if she needs me, I’m there.”
“Thanks. Ditto.”
She gave me a kiss on the cheek. I saw her to the front door and then I went back out and had a cigarette, astonished. The authoritative tone Lisa had taken and telling me she was a switch, meaning she could be Domme or sub was a mind-fuck for me. But it was obviously my good fortune because Lisa’s insight could maybe help me get Angel better.
I went back into the bedroom. Angel was asleep. I glanced at the clock and saw we didn’t have to be to Luc and Ed’s for dinner for hours. That whole event was fucking exhausting.
How did I even get hard in the middle of that? How the fuck could I be her Master, her actual Master? Was it possible to do that, be that to her and slowly wean her off that behavior? How long would it take? And at the end what would I be left with? I had to try. I’d get her better, wean her off that slave mindset, and maybe it’d mean I could also get some of the information I needed, too.
I shook her gently. “Baby?”
“Yes, Dare?” she answered sleepily.
“Tell me right now who Donavan Frost is. Do not freak out.”
“Dare, please, I–”
“Tell me. Right the fuck now. Don’t ‘Dare, please’ me. From now on when I ask you questions, I need answers. I know you’re having trouble but that’s how it’s gotta be. I’ll be as gentle as I can, baby, but tell me. Now. Right now.”
She didn’t hesitate. “I was his full-time personal slave for my first seven months at Kruna.”
“Seven months?”
“Yes.”
“In seven months, you were only with him?”
“It wasn’t always just him but he was always there, always making me–” she stopped.
“Okay, I’ll be back.”
I phoned Lisa from the living room.
“She was his personal full-time slave for her first seven months.”
“Oh my fucking god.”
“Yeah.” I put my palm on my forehead and squeezed my eyes shut tight. Then I let out a long sigh. “Leese, I need you to be there tonight for this dinner so we can have another chat, so you can give me some more tips.”
“Maybe she needs to not see me again so soon. After this afternoon…”
“No. Be there. She needs to start healing. She starts tonight.”
“Dare, seven months with him? That’s really, really bad.”
“Yeah.”
He climbed in bed and held me close.
“Okay, here’s the thing.”
I braced.
“We’re gonna work on fixing you,” he informed me. “I want you. I want us. I want you better. I told you I am in this, all in, but I’m telling you now, it’s for the long haul. You got that?”
“Yes.”
Oh god. Long haul? My heart swelled.
“We need to get you better, so we need to turn the clock back and get you in a different mindset. Right now, you forget about Donovan Frost and everything else you and Lisa talked about today. We’re taking an hour and a half to nap and then we’re getting up, we’re getting a shower and going to my sister’s for dinner. No freak outs tonight. You be my perfect Angel and we’ll have a good night, okay? No freak-outs. No anxiety. You’re my perfect Angel. We’ll have fun. You won’t feel embarrassed or anything when you see Lisa, and we’re gonna just chill out, have some good food, and some laughs. Okay? Then we’ll come home and if you pull all that off… I’ll make you come real hard, baby. All right?”