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Chapter 1 Part 3

I looked at him questioningly and he just kept smiling. I didn't know what he meant by he was always right but it was starting to eat at me that i knew nothing about someone who was feeding me and saving me and giving me a ride home. My "home" is on the other side of town and we wasn't anywhere near it. I was starting to think I didn't wanna go home.

"Let's go"

"Ok"

He reached for the bill which i got a glimpse of and it wasn't cheap and i wanted to apologize for letting him spend so much on me. But then we just got up and went back to the car

"So do you feel like talking about your self now Emily?"

"Like what?, There's nothing to talk about" I say as i look down at my hands and pull my sleeves further down

He pulls my head up by my chin and looks me in the eye "I know pain when i see it"

"I don't know what to say"

"Why did you drop out of school?"

"I had already missed so many days and i didn't feel i could catch back up...i lost myself and figured i needed some time to find myself"

"You can't help yourself, You're strong and beautiful but you need someone stronger to lean on."

"Like i've been saying, i don't need anyone to help me"

"I'm going to show you something"

"I have to get home"

"It wasn't a question"

"You always say that"

"And i always mean it"

We pull up at a beautiful large house and he gets out and opens the car door for me, I start assuming this is his house

"Why are we here?"

"You ask too many questions"

"Well i don't want to be abused and tortured"

He stops suddenly and turns around staring at me face to face, inches from me, his body pushed up against mine

"I would never harm you in any way" He says in a low deep growl

"O-ok I'm sorry" i say shakily feeling regret that i had pissed him off

We walk inside and to painting that was large and hung against the wall. It had a family painted on it, A mother and a father and 2 little boys.

"I painted this myself after my family died in a house fire, i was only 18 and i was not the same after but i realized i needed help, that i couldn't recover on my own"

"I'm sorry..."

"Don't be, I found myself again so i need no sorrow"

I look at him for a long time trying to figure out why he was helping me, i figured i could trust him but i still wasn't sure

"I tried to kill myself" I say..trying to let him in

"I'm glad you told me and im even more glad you are still here" His calm, soothing words making me feel better, he doesnt stare at me like everyone else does when i tell them, he doesnt look at me like i'm broken and torn, he just simply looks at me like i'm a normal person that he values most.
 He then moves closely to me holding my hand in his

"I never want you to feel such pain as to were you think that is the answer ever again"

I blankly stare at him "Shouldn't we be going?"

"Stand"

"What?"

"Stand. Up."

So i stand like he says not sure why i'm listening to him like a pet

"Bend over the bed"

"What? No!" I say skeptically

He puts his hand on my back forcing me to bend. He then takes off his belt and spanks me once

"Ow, Stop!"

He does it again

A moan escapes my lips unexpectedly and he smiles pleased and spanks me again and again then leans over me the crotch of his pants against me and whispers "Did you enjoy that?"

"Yes" i say quievering

"Yes, What?"

"Yes Sir"