The Self-conscious Submissive

Hold Strong

-Dylan

I'm not going to lie that was a lot more difficult than I thought it was going to be. That girl pulled at my heartstrings. She almost broke me between fighting the urge to punish her and the urge to take her in my arms and tell her everything was going to be ok. I just couldn't do that. I had to be harsh with her I couldn't just give in and let her get away with everything or nothing would get better. And making her believe I was really done was the push she needed.

I walked to the door and locked it making sure I didn't have anybody else busting into my office unannounced. 

"And that was Monica Wallace ladies and gentlemen. Hurricane Monica coming in causing chaos and making her dramatic exit," I said smiling at Jade.

She shook her head at me, "Man, there is something seriously wrong with that girl. She is obviously serial killer obsessed with you."

I tilted my head to her, "Why do you say that."

"Because she didn't even notice I was here until you mentioned me. I mean common look at me and all this greatness how could she not notice me?"

I looked Jade over as she stood and spun around she was wearing a pair of black ripped jeans, black and white sneakers, a matching savage bear shirt, and a jacket. When I didn't respond how she wanted she lifted her shirt up showing off her abs. "Fucking drool worthy right?"

"Meh," I replied shrugging. 

She put her shirt down and looked up at me offended, "Da Fuck you mean Meh? I'm sexy as fuck. A National Sex Symbol," she replied getting all riled up.

I shrugged, "And yet Monica didn't even notice you, proving once and for all who the hotter one is. That's why she only saw me, her Master."

"Naw, that's why I said there's something wrong with her. Poor baby might need her eyes checked. Either that or you done hypnotized her or something. 

"Yeah Clitmotized," I laughed. 

"Fuck set you up for that one," she said slouching back down on the couch.

I laughed harder taking a seat at a chair across from her.

"So you got a date on Sunday huh," Jade said moving on.

"Looks like it. I was a little shocked she used that as her trump card. I was expecting more begging and groveling, or her begging Trinity for help."

"Naw she made the right decision that girl sucks at apologies. How is she gon have an attitude while apologizing? Like she ain't cause all this mess?" Jade asked still in disbelief.

I smiled remembering the ridiculousness of it all. So what you want me to apologize? I swear that girl drives me crazy and makes me want to fuck all that attitude right out of her. 

"Cause that's Monica. She can't do things the easy way she gotta do it the hard way and make that shit hurt before she can get right."

Jade shook her head at my statement.

I leaned back running my hand through my hair "I wasn't going to let her get away with it though. Whack ass apology she didn't even apologize for removing the collar in the first place. Even after I mentioned it. Like she didn't see or recognize why it was such a big deal."

"Yeah I barely get this whole collaring thing but even I knew she needed to apologize for that," Jade replied.

I pointed my finger at her, "Exactly if your Vanilla ass get's it then she should be able to figure it out."

"Hey, I'm not in the least or the most vanilla. Don't put that flavor on me. You know Jade Haze stay on some freaky shit."

I rolled my eyes at her, "Yeah alright let me know when you're ready to match my freak."

She looked at me with a straight face. "Didn't you say you were going to leave or something?"

I looked around the room, "Are you kicking me out of my office?"

She nodded her head, waking up her computer and putting her headphones back on. "Yes, you and your drama-filled submissive have disrupted my work long enough. Get out and don't come back until you can learn how to stay quiet in the library."

I gave her the evil eye but got up because I really did need to run some errands, "Alright I'm out, I'll see ya later tonight. Lock up when you leave and Don't touch my shit."

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