Binding Leah

Chapter Three: Work

Rylan's POV:

"So how many kids do you want?" My palm rests flat on her stomach as I imagine her swelling with children already.

"I never really came up with a number. How many do you want me to have?" I rub her bare stomach for a bit, trying to decide if I am going to freak her out.

"I think five is a good number." I have always wanted a big family. I grew up with just one sibling, but I always wanted more.

"Five?" Leah asks in disbelief.

"Well, I mean... it's definitely negotiable. You are the one who would stay home and raise them and everything." Leah bites her lip and I see a small frown on her face. "What's wrong, Darling?" I curl my body around her more. "Did you not want kids at all anymore?"

"I want kids... I just thought that we would both be raising them."

"We would, Love. I just meant that I would be at work during the day, so you would be caring for them then. I didn't mean to make it sound like I wouldn't be involved."

She nods, "But..."

"What, Love?" I see her hesitation.

"What if I wanted to work, Master? Or do something outside of the house? Besides chores and stuff?" My heart sinks a little.

I never though Leah had any desire to be anywhere but in our home.

Did I really think anyone could be happy cooped up inside a house by themselves every day? I feel foolish. Of course she needs more outside interaction and adventure. She hates school, but what teenager doesn't. Her hatred of school isn't necessarily due to her not wanting to spend time with other people.

I rub Leah's side, not sure how to answer her. My mother raised me to expect my submissive to work outside my home. I shouldn't feel surprised or disappointed that Leah wants this.

Leah hasn't spoken of any aspirations before, so this should be a good thing. I should be proud, happy for her. She is growing up, truly becoming an adult.

I forget Leah isn't ready to settle down into motherhood yet. She is still discovering herself and figuring out what it means to be a wife.

"You want to get a job, Pet?" Even though the idea of a stay-at-home submissive has grown on me, I truly do want Leah to follow her dreams.

"I don't want to go to school anymore and you want me to have social interaction. I think it would be nice to do something different too... I don't like homework, or teachers, or grades... I try really hard, but nothing I ever do is good enough for them..."

"Teachers?" So she hates school so much, she would rather work...

"They always give me bad grades even though I try really hard—"

"It doesn't matter what they think though, Pet... Who cares if they don't like your writing or your math? I give you little smiley faces and pretty stickers on your homework. I appreciate your hard work... Your effort is enough for me..."

She remains silent. I see the disbelief in her eyes though. She doesn't think she is enough.

I pet her head, realizing how hard school has really been for her. I knew from the beginning she wouldn't really understand anything in her classes, she would just be there to socialize.

I didn't realize though how it affects her mentally for teachers to always give her zeros even if she tried her hardest, or for her to constantly have to sit through teacher's lecturing her about doing her homework.