Hello Wipsters – welcome to another edition of The Velvet Chair! I’m hoping to get this all wrapped up in finished within a couple of weeks or so… and I can’t wait 🙂 And with no further ado… The Velvet Chair —- Jennifer ——————— “I thought we’d put the tattoo on your cheek. What do […]
Hello Wipsters – welcome to another edition of The Velvet Chair! I’m hoping to get this all wrapped up in finished within a couple of weeks or so… and I can’t wait 🙂 And with no further ado…
The Velvet Chair
—- Jennifer ———————
“I thought we’d put the tattoo on your cheek. What do you think?”
If I thought silence was bad, it was nothing compared to that comment. My instinctive reaction was to whirl around and knee him in the balls, but the skirt was going to make that difficult, if not impossible. I decided to settle for a slap instead, but as my hand whipped out, Mark caught it effortlessly.
“You are to obey me in all things, remember, darling? The ceremony was only yesterday, so I can’t believe you’ve already forgotten our arrangement.
As there was no one in the room at that moment, and quite honestly I was too furious to care one way or another, I tore the mask from my face and spat back, “It also said something about staying together until death do us part, but I don’t see you holding up that end of the bargain.”
“Touché, my little spitfire.” He grabbed a fistful of my hair and yanked my face up towards his. “It was hardly a conventional marriage, though, was it? I completely missed the romance and getting to know each other part.”
“Whatever you want to believe, I did not want to marry you. The whole thing was…”
“Save it, Princess. The only thing that matters, right here and now, is your devotion to me. As yet, you do not wear a collar and that makes you free game for any man in this building. When it starts filling up out there, those tits of yours are going to attract a lot of attention. Anyone will be able to grab a hold of them, and you for that matter. I don’t have to stop them. It’s up to you if you want my protection. If you do, you need to earn it. You do what I say, when I say it. Do I make myself clear?”
My throat felt like I’d swallowed a brick. Had he just said what I thought he’d said? Any man out there could have me unless I did as I was told? Oh my fucking God.
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