The Promise

Chapter 22

With my legs still shaking Alex retreats to the main study for the day and I begin to clean up the broken dishes he pushed from the table "whatever have you done!" Cecil shouts outraged as she begins to help clear the mess "ask Alex" I smile, still feeling the effects of his touch "you angered him so, you are nothing but poison, how dare you come into his life and cause such aggravation" she hisses her words as she snatches glass from the palm of my hand causing it to cut, deep and bleed over the floor.

"Just look at you, nothing more than a silly little girl" she continues on as I stand and walk into the kitchen to clean my hand. "What happened to you?" Winnie's voice filled with concern as she came to my aid,helping me clean my hand. When the blood slowed Winnie led me to the work counter where she began to wrap my hand "I will call for the doctor ma'am, that it rather deep and may require stitches" I nod in agreement before speaking "Winnie, how long has Cecil served Alex?" I watch her as she finishes up my hand "well, she was here before any of us ma'am, I believe her to be an old family friend and Lord Alexander's nanny from when he were a boy". I couldn't picture Alex as a boy and I certainly couldn't imagine Cecil being young or even a nanny, that would require someone to care and comfort, that certainty wasn't Cecil.

As I wait for the doctor I stroll around the flower beds in the garden and watch the bees as they pollinate the remaining flowers. My mind was lost in thought,Alex as a child, Cecil as a nanny and Alex's family, parents or even siblings. I still know nothing.The doctor came just after I lunched in the garden and insisted on stitches, twelve to be exact. The process was incredibly painful but my distracted mind eased the pain. Did Cecil hurt me deliberately? Does she truly despise me and if so why? The doctor insisted that I rest but I protest, I do not need to lay in bed because of an injury to the hand so we agreed that I could sit and read in the library which is what I went to do.

I collected some food scraps on the way and took myself into the library placing the food on the mouses bookshelf for him to eat later when he wakes. I then begin to look for a new book to read when my eyes catch it, returned back to the shelf where it originally caught my attention. 'The bond of bondage' I remove it from the shelf and sit myself down opening the first page and beginning to read. On every page was a picture, a very graphic picture of what the writing described. The images look painful but the words written made it sound almost appealing. There were details on how to use rope to bind a person and how to use a riding crop to create pleasure. The door opens pulling me from my thoughts "I heard that the doctor visited, are you well?" his tone full of concern "what is this?" I lift the open book for him to see as I speak.

"Still a little advanced for you" he smiles, seating himself beside me trying to remove the book from my grip, I did not let him. "This one" I point at a picture on the page "how can one find hitting with a riding crop enjoyable?" I turn the page again "and this one, why tie someone up, what is fun about that? This book makes it all seem pleasurable when in reality it appears painful and concerning for one's mental state" he laughs at me as I speak "come" he takes me by the hand and leads me to his quarters, placing me in front of the bed. He retrieves a riding crop from beside the dresser and returns to me "hold out your hand, like this" he lifts my unbandaged hand and places it flat. "Do you trust me?" he asks and I nod.

With a swift hit he smacks my hand with the riding crop, it stung a little but didn't hurt "did it hurt?" he questions as I shake my head. He does it three more times, getting harder and harder each time "how about now?" he questions, "are you trying to hurt me?" my face expressed my confusion as I ask him the question. "No" he laughs "I want to know your limits" I tilt me head as he speaks "my limits?" he takes me by the hand again and turns me to face the bed. "If you require me to stop at any time, just tell me,do you still trust me?" he presses his lips against the back of my neck and I melt my body into his, pressing myself back so I can feel him more. "Yes" my voice wobbled a little at the uncertainty of what was to come as Alex bends me over the bed, I place my hands down to support my body and he raises my dress around my waist, leaving my backside exposed.

He whips the riding crop against but exposed bum cheeks and I jolt forward, it wasn't hard, it was just a surprise. Then he does it again this time a little harder and a gasp as my skin begins to sting. He does it again and again, I scream out from the pain as my bare skin burns but then the burning began to tingle and the tingling became pleasurable. He moves away from me as I rub my still burning skin, confused and puzzled. "It will burn, it will sting, it will even swell and bruise but you will think of me as each feeling is a reminder of me and that is how it becomes pleasure. Your undivided submission to me is my pleasure, you must allow me to be yours"