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I walk in ahead of him, it's bigger than what I envisioned, it's almost like a mini house. There is a large living room with a large tv mounted on the wall and a sectional sofa, a kitchen off to the side, and down the hallway three doors, there is swirly steps leading to an upstairs as I peer above me.I look at Xander pleading with him to take the ball gag out "Will you behave? No back talking? The next time you back talk it won't be a ball gag, I have other measures to use to get you to stop bratting out."
As much as I wanted to flip him off, or punch him at that moment, I really wanted the ball gag to come out, it was uncomfortable as it has been holding my jaw open this whole time.
I nodded my head to show him I understood, he came behind me and undid the straps and let it fall out. I brought my hands up to my cheeks and slowly rubbed my face and jaw wincing. I knew it would go back to normal in a bit, it was just uncomfortable.
"Come on I'll show you your room, it's nothing special but you can decorate it how you like. I'll show you the rest of the house after I show you your room."
I simply nod and then followed behind him, he looked back at me and shook his head disapproving; I don't know what that's about because I didn't even do anything wrong but whatever.
We come in front of a white door, he opens it and I peer behind him. A large king bed, a tv mounted on the wall, a desk, a closet with all my clothes and a bathroom of my own. It's definitely nicer than what I had at home by a lot so I'll take it and deal with it.
I turn back around to leave and see the rest of the house when Xander says "No, come here, we are going to go over your rules first, I feel it's appropriate to do in your room. Then I'll show you a tour of the rest of the house."
With a huff, I cross my arms and sat next to Xander, he raised his eyebrow at me. "Are you sure you already want another punishment?" I shook my head no and stayed silent.
I just wish he would get on with it, this was torture and I wanted to sleep already. The trip was long, the whole conversation between him and Mrs. Waters was long, my punishment was long, my mind was running at hundreds of miles and I just wanted to cry but I wasn't going to do that in his presence.
"Okay, then let's talk about these rules, I don't expect you to learn them immediately, but I will punish you immediately. I will try to go easy on you these first couple of days. But you will not escape punishments. You are a brat which means you are going to try and disobey me. You are going to try and push me. Well Lizzie you aren't going to get far with that. But I'm ecstatic to see you try. So than these are the rules,
Rule One) No back talking, this includes to me, a dominate, teacher, other submissives, or headmasters.
Rule Two) Listen, respect, learn. I expect all three at all times. I expect you to listen to whoever is speaking to you and give your full attention to them. Respect EVERYONE, and do your best to learn. Not just in academics. In academics I expect you to get a grade no less than a B though. Anything less you will be punished for."I roll my eyes, these are so fucking ridiculous, not just in academics.. who does he think he is? A motivational speaker? I catch him staring at me, I know for a fact he saw me roll my eyes... given by the scowl on his face. Shit, this should be good I think to myself with a smirk on my face. He continues on.
"Rule Three) No rolling your eyes, it's disrespectful.
Rule Four) No participating in drugs, or alcohol.
Rule Five) Your curfew is 9pm on weekdays and 10:30pm on weekends, it can be bumped up based on good behavior but that might take awhile.
Rule Six) I expect you to take care of your body, try to eat three meals a day and exercise, this could be any exercise you want. Dance, swimming, gymnastics, running. I read that you liked all those back home. But you have to keep your body and mind healthy.
Rule Seven) You need to let me know if anything is bothering you, BDSM won't work unless you communicate, I need to know what's going on in your head.
Rule Eight) Using your safeword to get out of a punishment will get you severely punished, I will know.
Rule Nine) No skipping class.
Rule Ten) You are not to call me Xander, X, etc. It's Sir, Daddy or Master."
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