Let Me Help You Help Me

Punishment

Ana could feel Christians eyes boring into her face as she set her juice back on the table. Christian had an obsession with her eating, she was starting to realize, but as she

looked down at the turkey avocado wrap that Gail had prepared for her, she felt her stomach turn. She wasn't use to eating so much in one day, Ana would usually skip

breakfast, maybe have lunch and then just snack for dinner. Christian had other plans though, forcing her to eat every meal of the day. Tentatively she took the wrap in her

hand and took a small bite, looking up at Christian she hoped she was passing this test that he seemed to be giving her.

"I thought after lunch we would try something different," his words, though low caused Ana to jolt a bit in surprise. She was use to them having their meals in comfortable

silence. Anas big eyes found his as he carefully looked at her. "Something different?" She asked, wary.

His smile seemed to lead her to believe there was a valid reason for her to feel nervous. "Yes," he said not giving anything else away.

If she had any hope of forcing the turkey wrap down her throat, it was long gone now. "What different?" She asked, biting her bottom lip.

Christians eyes darted to her mouth then he shook his head at her, "Finish your meal." He said dismissively as he leaned back in his chair. He had finished his own food awhile

ago, which left him to be able to stare at Ana.

She pushed her plate away, "I'm finished now." She said, crossing her arms.

Christian didn't like that though. He arched his brows at her, "I'm sorry?" He asked.

Ana knew she shouldn't test him, but she hadn't seen any real reason to fear him just yet....

"I said I'm finished. I don't want the rest."

Christian sat forward, resting his hand on the table, "Finish your fucking meal. We do not waste food in this house." His voice had an edge to it and Ana knew she should

obey. But she still refused.

"No." She said finally.

Ana watched as Christians jaw clenched and his eyes narrowed at her, "Stand up."

She blinked, frozen.

Without a warning he got up quickly and stalked over to her, "Looks like we'll be doing that something different sooner than we thought." He grabbed her by her arm and

hoisted her to her feet.

The look of shock plastered to Anas face only got worse when he picked her up and threw her over his shoulder. "Uh!" She yelped.

"Quiet," he snarled as he slapped her ass hard, which only caused her to cry out again. He carried her quickly to the playroom, only stopping long enough to unlock the door,

then he threw her on the bed roughly.

Ana panicked, rolling over to try to scurry away from him, but Christian latched on to her ankles and calmly said, "Uh uh," pulling her back to him. "You've made your bed,

now its time to sleep in it," Eyeing her wickedly he added, "But I doubt you'll be able to sleep anytime soon."

She didn't even have time to react as he moved her to a sitting position on the bed. "Hands up," he ordered as he stood in front of her. She was scared but did as he

commanded. As soon as her arms were up he pulled her shirt over her head, leaving her in her expensive red lacy bra he had gotten her. When they went to the Apple store