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Margery didn’t necessarily like cursing, but she was getting so angry, and itfelt justified.
Right as she was about to start banging on the door some more, it swung open.
“You’ve been a naughty girl.” Ethan walked through the door.
She took several steps back and started to rock on her heels. Margery hadn’t heard Ethan come up to the door. How had she missed that? His footsteps were normally heavy, They were when he left, but it was like he appeared out of thin air now.
“I have not!” she exclaimed.
He raised an eyebrow and crossed his arms over his chest, making himself taller and bigger. Her shoulders hunched, making her shrink.
“You have, and you know it,” Ethan said calmly
“I have not. I haven’t done anything.”
Margery knew she should be careful with what she said, but she couldn’t help it. Ethan could do anything to her before she knew it. He was so much more skilled than her.
“Cursing is one of your rules. It’s not allowed, and you’ve just said four curse words.”
“We have not gone over my rules!” Margery raised her voice.
“So, you agree that you need them. Well, this was a rule we had a long time ago. You know how I feel about you cursing. It’s not ladylike, and it’s definitely not Little appropriate.”
“I’m not Little right now.”
Ethan gripped her chin with his fingers. “Doesn’t matter. You know those rules apply when you are Little and when you aren’t.”
She glared at him and pulled her chin from his grip.
“You can’t discipline me. You’re not my Daddy.
“You wanna bet?” His voice was deeper and more commanding. She looked away from him and gripped the side of her pants.
“Am I making you nervous?”
She shook her head. “N-no.”
He took a step closer to her. “I think I am,” he whispered. “I think you are nervous about me punishing you but also aroused. I think you want to know if I’ll follow through.”
“I never said that.” Margery put her hands on her hips.
“You didn’t have to. Your body did.”
Stepping back, she shook her head and looked in his direction. “I didn’t.”
But maybe she did. While she was nervous about him punishing her, she had always wanted him to. When they were younger, she tried to be a good girl and follow every rule he gave her. She didn’t want to disappoint him, so she followed every rule.
But now?
Now, she wanted to break a rule to get punished. Technically, she did break a rule a couple of minutes ago. A rule she didn’t think still applied.
Margery had completely forgotten about the rules Ethan had given her. He had died, and eighteen years went by.
“I think you so desperately want me to spank you, punish you somehow. Your body is begging me to, but your mind is holding you back.”
His voice was smooth, and all she wanted to do was nod and agree. Because he was right. Nothing he said was wrong.
Why did he have to be right? Why couldn’t he have been wrong? What was worse was that he knew he was right.
