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Becoming His Submissive (con't)

2/26/2014

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One of the best parts I love about becoming his submissive is that he truly does care about my well-being and has my best interest at heart. When Monday afternoon rolled around, I received a message from him in my inbox.

WHAT TIME DO YOU LEAVE FOR SCHOOL? I JUST GOT DONE WITH MY TRAINING AND CAN PICK YOU UP AND TAKE YOU.

I looked at the time on my phone. It was 2:30. I messaged him back:

MY BUS LEAVES AT 3:00 SIR.

Normally, I would have to catch two buses and a train to get to class. His giving me a ride to school made my day.

When he pulled up into the parking lot of the library, I was already standing outside waiting. I jumped inside the passenger seat of his truck. He scanned my entire body with his eyes. I returned the favor and greeted him with a hello.

"So where to?" he asked.

I gave him the name of my school with step-by-step directions on how to get there. A calm silence filled the air, but as we approached the main entrance of my school, he broke it.

"What time did you go to bed last night?" My Dom prodded as if he was up to something.

I thought for a split second before giving him an answer. Is this a trick question?  My bed time was 12:00 pm. But since he'd given me a free period over the weekend where I didn't have to adhere to my normal schedule, I didn't see any reason to lie.

"I went to bed at 3:00 a.m."

He shot me a side eye. I cringed and hoped for the best.

"Did you get any studying done?"

"I didn't have any homework?"

He paused and waited for me to correct myself.

"No sir. I didn't have any homework."

"Well you know you're in trouble right?"

I was struck by fear.

"Why am I in trouble?"

"You didn't go to bed at 12 o' clock like you're supposed to and you didn't study."

My Dom's eyes focused on the street signs we were approaching.

"Do I turn here?"

"Can we go somewhere else?" I pleaded. "I don't wanna get punished at my school."

I knew it was coming. If I didn't get it then, it would have been worse later.

"So where do you wanna get your spanking?"

"I don't know sir." My mind went blank. 

My Dom looked over at me and  noticed me twiddling my thumbs.

"What's wrong?"

"I'm scared sir and don't think I should be getting punished."

A viscious look came across his face.

"You're gonna have to learn that when I tell you to do something, it's not for my benefit. It's for you babygirl. I gave you a free period over the weekend to do whatever you wanted to do. That period ended at 12:00 midnight. You were supposed to be in bed. You stayed up til 3 am. What were you doing?'

"I was on facebook sir."

"Doing what?"

"Nothing. Just socializing."

"Who were you talking to?"

"I was just checking my facbook sir."

My Dom switched lanes and pulled his truck into the closest parking lot he could find.

...to be continued  (keep reading)

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