Bdsm Training College

Chapter 4 I Deserved It

I sat up the next day yet again alone in the room. I was getting so frustrated with how everything has been for almost the last week. Depression and anger has been coming over me. I felt so lonely and Luke hasn't answered my messages. Coffee was my first instinct so I got up to make some. After my morning brew of coffee I felt more awake. It didn't help me feel emotionally better but nothing probably would. If I didn't have a dominant why was I still here? He didn't want me anyways. I was starting to miss the strict Ryker. Anger started to rise again. Screw him if I wasn't good enough for him. I didn't need him anyways. Thoughts like this went racing through my head. My emotions got the best of me causing me to pop out after I realized I shattered my mug on the ground. I gulped, things were going to far. Ryker was definitely going to kill me. I backed away from the glass not really sure what to do. Ryker always cleaned up the mess but this time I was going to be a big girl and do it myself. I sweeped it all up trying my best to get all the little pieces then dumped it in the garbage. I messaged Ryker informing him that I had broken a glass but that I had picked it up. He thanked me for picking up the mess then said he would be back in 15 minutes.

There was still no sign of my typical dominant in his messaging. He didn't even see me as his submissive anymore, at least that's what it felt like. My thoughts caused me to beat myself up. If I would've just behaved a week ago at the beach I probably wouldn't be dealing with this right now. I was such a fucking brat and I hated myself for it. At least at this moment I did. Then I got an idea. Maybe I could appeal to his dominant side. Honestly at this point I'd get on my knees and beg for punishment. I wanted to feel submissive and hopeless again. I bared myself and went over to the corner I hated so much. This would be my way of showing him I was ready to his again. He knew I hated the corner. Plus it would help put me into a more submissive state as it usually does. I did my best with standing there quietly with my nose in the corner. Naked and whining that's for sure. He seemed to take forever to come back to the room. I got a little excited yet scared when I heard the door open. Things were being put down on the table. I couldn't tell if he was actually looking at me but it did feel like someone was staring at me. All vulnerable in the corner. The feeling lingered for a few minutes as if he was enjoying the view. Footsteps started to creek again. I held my breath not sure what to expect at this point. He was walking all over the room rummaging through things. Damn you would you please say something already?! I just wanted out of the corner. The TV was clicked on to some new channel. I started to whine again getting more vocal hoping he would acknowledge me in some sort of way. I was feeling very small in the corner exposed like this and he knew it too.

Maybe it was part of his way of punishing me. Or testing me to see how long I'd stay here. If I was truly ready to give up my submission again. I'd show him! I'll stay here all night if I have to! I just wanted my dominant back no matter what it took. I craved his dominance. I tried to stay quiet but little whines kept slipping out. I heard a laugh in the distance. He was definitely finding this amusing as he always did. Must control my attitude. I repeated this to myself. I put too much into this I couldn't throw it all away now just to be bratty again. That is what got me into this mess.

"Emma turn around." finally a command. I slowly turned around not daring to cover my exposed body. I must remain as submissive like as I could possibly be. My eyes were staring at the ground waiting for him to give me the okay to look at him. When he did my gaze didn't go directly to him but to the hairbrush, cane, and vibrator sitting on his bed with him. I gulped, this is what I deserved. He asked me to come over to him and I quietly obeyed. Happy to be back in my submissive stage. I sat next to him on the bed with my hands placed on my lap and my back up straight trying to look good. "Are you sure you're ready?"

"Yes I'm sure. I need it Sir." I knew exactly what he meant, if I was ready to be submissive again.

"Why have you been so disobedient?"