Establish Discipline

“Megan, this whole thing got started because you broke your word to me when you cheated. I thought we were past that, but I understand it’s hard to change. But last week we gave our word to each other again. You committed to transforming yourself into my perfect sex **** and asked me to mold you into what I wanted. You told me you trusted me to do so. You surrendered yourself into my hands, physically and mentally. And I agreed to take on that responsibility. I gave you my word to train you, mold you, and to protect you from your own worst impulses even as we helped you find your true nature.”

“I know,” she said, looking down and fighting between her fears and her guilt, “I just… maybe we can agree to some rules, you know?”

“We already did. We agreed that I make the rules. I know, this is a dramatic shift for both of us. And maybe I’m asking too much, but that’s beside the point. You made a commitment, and if I let you break it now, it makes that commitment meaningless.”

“I’m not sure-“

“I’m not going to debate this with you Megan. Instead here’s what we’re going to do. I’m going to go downstairs and get some garbage bags. When I come up, we’ll either put all of your old clothes in them, along with the rest of your stuff, and you can take them with you when you leave. I’ll give you a lift somewhere but that’s all. Or, you can take those scissors over there and cut all your old clothes – ALL of them – into ribbons and fill the bags with that. And then you’ll stay and be a sex **** and I’ll treat you exactly how you want and deserve. But the only way your keeping your old clothes is if you move the fuck out of my house.”

Her jaw dropped and she turned pale. She could see that I was serious. And maybe, in my anger and frustration, I was. The fact is, I was pretty disappointed. I thought I’d won, and clearly she wasn’t going to make it easy on me. So be it.

Her mouth hung loose and made movements like she wanted to say something. I saw her eyes flash with anger at my ultimatum, so before she had a chance to speak, I turned on my heels and headed downstairs for the trash bags.