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Billie's P.O.V
I ended up getting in trouble again resulting in my ass getting paddled. I knew I shouldn't have touched myself but I was bored and I didn't think Jesse was around. I was completely wrong though. He watched me and heard me moan his name. I still can't believe I moaned his name, I hate him. Being paddled didn't hurt nearly as much as being caned but he was also gentler with the paddle. When I got up I looked in the mirror and saw my ass covered in the word Rutherford. I nearly gasped seeing that. Who the hell makes a paddle with their last name carved in it? Oh right an egotistical asshole named Jesse would. I groan and get back in his bed. This is where he's been holding me captive for two days. I'm still chained up like his pet. I'm also still completely naked. He does this because he wants me comfortable with him but I don't know if I'll ever be. The door open and in walks Jesse with two plates. "Hungry kitten?" He asks. I just nod my head. "We're going to have to work on making you use your words. I'll ask again, are you hungry kitten?" He says sternly. "Y-Yes sir" I reply softly. He smirks clearly satisfied with my answer. He sets the plates down and grabs a foldable table. He sets it up and pulls one chair over to it. I hope he brings another but he doesn't. He pats his leg signaling me to come over. He's going to feed me again...great.
I don't hesitate. I walk over and shyly sit on his lap. "Good girl" he whispers before kissing my neck. My body shivers not only from being cold but from him whispering. He cuts up my waffle forking a piece before bringing it to my lips. It tastes amazing he definitely made these from scratch. "See you're already improving by not resisting me feeding you" he explains. I ignore him I don't know what I'm supposed to say. Oh yes sir I want to follow all the rules and be such a good girl for you. Fuck that! I'm not fully submitting to this man no matter what he does. He keeps feeding me then himself until both plates are cleared. He taps my leg signaling me to get up. "We're going to work on training today" he says. My blood runs cold. Training? Like a fucking dog? Hell no! "Fuck that" I say not even thinking. He looks at me angrily. "Excuse me?" He says. "You heard me, fuck that! You're not training me!" I spat. He turns around and backs me up towards the bed. My heartbeat quickens. "You've already started the day with a sore ass but I can make it worse. Would you like that?" he threatens. I nod my head no. He lightly grips my throat. "What was that?" "N-No sir" I tremble correcting myself. He backs off of me. "I'm really considering just punishing you every time you test me. I've been really nice and patient but you're starting to really piss me off" he growls. Nice?! Bull fucking shit! "You haven't been nice! You're an asshole! You ruin and withhold my orgasms, you hit me, and you've had me restrained to this damn bed for two days!" I spat.
He just chuckles. I don't find it funny at all. "It's not funny dickwad!" I seethe. I want to hit him so he can see how it feels. "You're getting quite creative with the nicknames" he chuckles. I want to cry, he's so irritating. He takes my chain off and grabs me by the hook of my collar practically dragging me to his playroom. I trying resisting but he's strong making it impossible. Once we're in the playroom he forces me to stand in the middle. "Stay" he commands me like an animal. I glare at him. He turns around for moment and I see my opportunity to run. Before I can even think I already darted out of the playroom. "Billie god damnit!" I hear him growl. I yelp and run faster. His house is pretty big but finding a place to hide will be difficult. I run into the kitchen standing behind the island. Jesse stands on the other side looking at me with so much anger. "I'll give you one chance to get over here willingly if you don't I'm going to come over there and drag you by your ankles back to the playroom then cane your ass again" he threatens. Oh god not the cane! It hurt so bad the last time but even if I go willingly who's to say he won't do it anyway. "W-What if I willingly come over to you?" I ask. "You're getting punished regardless but I won't cane you" he says. He's going to catch me anyway, I'm not as fast as him. I decide to walk over to him. He grabs me by the collar pulling my face into his. "Stop fucking running, you have no choice you are mine!" he growls. "Y-Yes S-Sir" I tremble. He's really scary when he's mad. He never lets go of my collar, he forces me back to the playroom. I tremble fearing my punishment. My ass is already red and sore but I don't think he cares.
