The Storm

Part 19

           

"Jack...." Her voice was like a whisper. It was timid and unsure. Ayla watched as Jack squirmed on the couch. She couldn't see much of him from where she stood, but she knew the black lump was definitely him. "Jack!..." She said it a little louder this time but her voice still held her fear. Jack sat up, rubbing at his inky black eyes. He looked around the dimly lit room. The sun was just starting to come up. He looked around for the source of noise that had woke him. He wasn't even sure what it was. "Jack....Please..." Her voice begged from the other room. Jack's head instantly snapped to the direction of the room. He stood and walked over to it leaning against the door frame.

"What?" He grumbled as he crossed his arms. Ayla was standing beside her bed now. She was hopping side to side on each foot with her fists balled. 

"I have to use the bathroom..." She mumbled clearly embarrassed.  

Jack sighed and crossed the room to meet her squirming body. His hand held the chain where it met her collar. He looked in her eyes. God how he hated her eyes. They were wide and stared at him so innocently. She pursed her lips slightly, silently begging Jack to hurry up. "Don't try anything stupid, I'm too tired to deal with you right now." He warned. Ayla nodded as he unhooked her chain from the collar and grabbed her arm, leading her to the bathroom. He opened the door for her and leaned against the door frame once more. Alya hurriedly squirmed her way to the toilet. She quickly set to unbuttoning her kigurumi. She pulled it off her shoulders to pull it down and realized Jack had not given her any undergarments. She looked over to find him watching her. 

"Please don't watch me use the bathroom." she whined quietly. "I just need to pee I'm not going to try to run."  

Jack stared for a moment more before turning around. Alya sighed before continuing to do her business. She quickly finished up and washed her hands before returning to Jack. She touched his arm lightly to tell him she was done. He quickly smacked her hand away.

"Don't fucking touch me." He growled making Ayla shrink back. 

"I-I'm sorry." She stuttered as she hung her head. "I'm finished." 

Jack started to walk back to the room with Ayla quickly following behind. Once back in the room, Jack fastened the chain back onto the collar. Ayla grimaced at the weight that now burdened her neck. "Go back to sleep. We will set rules when I get back up." Jack mumbled as he left the room leaving Ayla alone. She stood awkwardly in the middle of the room before going back to lay on her bed. As she laid there she mental yelled at herself doing whatever he told her to. What was wrong with her. Most people would be going down with a fight. Ayla was just a coward and she hated herself for it.  

A few hours later Jack was waking her up. Ayla groaned and begged for five more minutes. Jack was getting increasingly annoyed. "Ayla get up now or so help me...." 

Ayla opened her eyes and lazily sat up, stretching. She looked up to Jack. He looked surprisingly casual today.  A light gray t-shirt that contrasted against his gray skin. Blue jeans, converses and he wasn't wearing his mask. His brown hair sat messily on his head. "What?" He snapped upon noticing Ayla staring.

"N-nothing." She whimpered quickly looking away. Jack eyed her skeptically but didn't question it further. 

"Rules." Jack started with a stern voice. "We need them if we are going to coexist. I want your full submission. Rule number one: You are to be seen, not heard. Especially if somebody else is around. You will not speak unless spoken to. Keep your answers short and to the point. You will only answer to me. Do you understand?" Ayla started to go numb again but she slowly nodded. "Rule two: You will call me sir. I am above you on the food chain. Respect that."

"Yes s-sir..." Ayla spit it out like acid causing a smile to pull at Jack's lips.

"Three..." Jack continued. "You will sit by my feet unless told otherwise. Four... You will do as I say, When I say it. No questions. No hesitation. Just do it. I don't give a shit whether or not you want to do it. Just fucking do it. Five... You are to look nice at all times. I want you clean. Your hair presentable. Six, You do not get to tell me no. You do not get to tell me what to do. Yesterday was a fluke. You won nothing. Next time I will take what I want. If you protest I will make it miserable for you. Lastly, do not touch me unless I tell you to. Do you understand my rules?" 

Ayla nodded. Jack raised hie eyebrow at her. "Yes sir....I understand." She mumbled still trying to process what he had just said. 

"Good." He smirked. "Now lets get you ready for the day." He said as he unhooked her chain. Ayla stood and followed him out of the room and into the bathroom. He turned the shower on and turned to her. "Get in and wash I will leave you a towel and clothes on the counter. When you are done yell. Do not leave this room."

"Y-yes sir." Ayla squeaked out earning a sinister smirk from Jack. He was eating up every bit of her submission. He turned and left her to do what he had told her. He sat outside the bathroom door. He sat with his back to the wall so Ayla didn't see him, giving her a false sense of freedom. Jack smiled to himself when he heard the water spatter against the shower walls. She was in. He stood and found her some clothes and a towel and put them where he promised before returning to his wall. He wanted to make sure he had her full cooperation before he really left her alone.