Helpless (gxg)

V- Preparations

The rest of the day went fairly smoothly. I was put in my belt for the day, the one with small pinpricks that would torment me every time I moved. It didn't help that he gave me a mild spanking before putting it on, a stinging reminder of what I had done wrong. I should have known better, but sometimes it's just too hard to stay in control all the time. That's why I had Sir. He was my reminder to behave, the reason that I behaved. When he came back for lunch, I was as well-behaved as possible. I didn't talk back, I didn't mention anything that could upset him. He was very proud of me and let me eat. He even said that he might take the belt off for dinner, which I was eternally grateful for. I loved him, but that didn't mean that I wanted to be groped by another alpha that he had over. I liked it when he was possessive enough to not allow anyone else to touch me.

I started dinner almost right after lunch, knowing that it would take a while to get the consistency of the sauce to where I wanted it. I left enough time where I could make a few pastries, but I decided against it. He hadn't said that I should and I didn't want to make him get groceries that weren't absolutely essential.

I was overjoyed when I heard the door open at 6 o'clock. I'd prepared a few appetizers to keep everyone satisfied until dinner was ready. Sadly, Sir didn't come to the kitchen to check on me, but I did hear a few mentions of how nice it was that there was already a few things at the table. I flushed with pride and wrapped up what I could. I decided then to run upstairs to change into the dress that Sir had left out for me, one that went up high enough to brush my collar and dropped to just below my knees. It was slightly lacy and see-through in the chest area, but I knew that Sir only did what was best for me. I trusted his decision. Once I was dressed correctly and slipped on a pair of heels, low enough that I was still below 5'6", I made sure my hair was down and brushed out. Satisfied with my appearance for the moment, I went back downstairs just in time to hear the timer for the oven go off.

I quickly muted it and took the dish out of the oven, sticking a meat thermometer in it to ensure it was cooked through. It was, luckily, and I cut it into properly sized slices. When I knew everything was plated correctly and ready to eat, I stepped into the dining room to clear the appetizer dishes and replace them with larger ones for dinner. I carefully balanced in the heels, kept my eyes down, and approached Sir. I stood by his side until he motioned for me to give him a kiss on the cheek. He squeezed my ass and I bit down a yelp, still slightly sore from my punishment earlier. He chuckled at my response before turning his attention back to the people in front of him.

"Everyone, this is my beautiful Pet. Pet, say hello to everyone!" I didn't dare to look up, my eyes locked to the floor.

"Hello everyone."

"Good Pet. Now, clear this mess and serve us some dinner. I'm sure I speak for everyone when I say that we are ravenous for whatever wonderful things you have cooking. Now, what were we talking about? Ah yes, the trade deal. Alpha Sumer, what do you think of..." I tuned out the conversation, knowing that it was not my place to listen to such a high-level meeting. I could feel a few eyes still tracing me as I made my way around the table and took away their dirty dishes. As soon as the swinging door to the kitchen closed, I sighed lightly. I could feel then that I was in for a long night.

I made a few more trips back and forth, two for the plats and then three for the food itself. Once it was all on the table, I hovered by the door, unsure if Sir wanted me to kneel by him or if I should retreat back into the kitchen to clean. I didn't have to wait long before Sir made the decision for me.

"Pet, why don't you come over here and show everyone just how good you are." Sir's eyes sparked with a challenge and I knew that he wouldn't make it easy for me. Still, I was helpless to do anything but obey.

I went to his side and knelt on my cushion, keeping my back straight and my head bowed. I kept my hands turned upwards on my knees before going completely still. I tried to limit my breathing to a few deep, nearly unnoticable breaths, knowing that any more and I might move too much for Sir's tastes.

"Well, she certainly is a good statue." This comment from one of the other alpha's sent chuckles around the room. "Is she that good in bed, though?" This brought my breaths to an absolute stand-still as I dared not do anything that might obscure Sir's answer.

"You'll have to come back another time and find out. Tonight is about business, not pleasure." Sir's hand lay heavily on my head and the belt seemed tighter than before. "Unfortunately."

The night continued, everyone chatting over the food and a few more comments made about me. Of course, I sat unresponsive through it all. That is, until I heard a new voice.

"Is she for sale?" A powerful voice rang out above the din, the rest of the room falling silent. Sir's hand tightened in my hair, snapping a few strands off at the root.

"For the right price, I might rent her out. Other than that, she is completely mine." The answer reassured me. It was nothing I hadn't hear before, even if Sir had never been this tense after being asked about me.

"What if I wasn't asking. What would you say then, Alpha Letticus?" Sir stood suddenly, his chair scraping the ground next to my body with a horrible screech.

"I would say that you're making a terrible mistake, Tessa."

"That's Alpha Salinas to you, Jackson."

"Look, you may be the Alpha King in name, but you are nothing more than an abomination. You are a female, for Selene's sake! You cannot be a true alpha, and you will never take my Pet from me."

I risk enough of a glance up to see that the Alpha who Sir is talking to is completely relaxed in her chair, sipping a glass of wine. "I may not take your pet, but I will take my mate. If they happen to be the same person, so be it. She's mine."