But ducking lowand being in that position made me vulnerable, and Darren seizedhis opportunity by grabbing my ponytailand pulling me down onto the bed. Heimmediately straddled my hips and took my wrists in his hands. Theyslid out like butter, and I went to punch him right in the dick. Iwasn’t fast enough, though, as he gripped my wrists again. Heforced them down on the bed and quickly wiped them with mybedsheets.
Well,fuck …
He gripped themagain in one hand, grabbed my jaw, and kissed me roughly on themouth. His fingers dug into the side of my face until I finallyopened my mouth to let him in. His tongue seeped in, taking minehostage as they battled for authority. And then I decided to see ifI could play this to my advantage. I kissed him back aggressively,pushing my pelvis against him until I felt his grip on my wrists start to loosen. A smallamount of Vaseline still lingered on my skin, and I managed to slipout of his hold. He raised his head to regain his position over me,but I had accomplished a quick elbow to the side of his face. Hisface jerked to the side from my impact, and a small short groanescaped his lips as he fought to restrain me.
“That’s enough,Jaden!” he roared at me.
“What’s thematter, Darren? Can’t take a hit by alittlegirl?” I practicallyspat, eyeing him intensely.
“You wanna talkabout taking hits? Let’s see how many you can take before you startscreaming,” he seethed.
Darren ripped mefrom the bed and placed my wrists around one of the tall posts ofmy bed. He then activated my cuffs and tethered me to my bedpost.He forced the rest of my wayward body over his lap where he raineddown his hand until my ass swelled with heat and my lungs scorchedfrom screaming. And then he continued with his belt against my backuntil it matched my ass.
“You think I’mgonna let you roam the house in my absence with an attitude likethis?” he shouted at me. “You must have me confused with someonewho rewards bad behavior.”
“It doesn’t matterwhat I do. I never get my way anyway,” I bit back with clenchedteeth. “So I might as well act how I want.”
“And look whereit’s gotten you,” he replied, giving me another swift smack on theass. “You want out of this room? You had better make damn sure youmake me pretty fucking happy in the next couple ofweeks.Otherwise, I’ll start awhole new method to ensure you behave when I’mgone. Things can alwaysget worse, Jaden. Don’t push me.”
After that, Darrenproceeded to fuck me three times that night, waking me every halfhour for another round until I was sore and desperate for sleep. Iwas reminded who I belonged to and that this sort of behaviorwasn’t acceptable. And then, when he was finally done with me, hedid, in fact, force me to spend the rest of the night in my cage,reminding me how things could always get“worse.”
Since then, Inever wanted to do anything that would warrant my ever having tosee that fucking cage again. I felt drained and hopeless for a longtime. No matter how hard or often I fought Darren, he alwayswon.
Eventually, I hadlearned to stop fighting him as much and just let him have his way.It really wasn’t that hard to give in, though. He terrified me on adaily basis, and I wanted to keep him happy enough to avoid hispunishments. I knew how cruel he could be. So I had to change mystrategy.
Sometimes, I wouldthink of little things to please him and show him I cared aboutkeeping him happy, even though it was only for my sole benefit.Most days he never really acknowledged it, but I was sure henoticed. Little things like soaking in fragrant bath oils before hecame home or gently kissing his shoulder every now and then when hewas nice since I couldn’t reach his face very often. I’d even tryto smile at him occasionally, and usually, he’d give me a smallsmile back.
Even with the fearof punishment, it was difficult to keep my attitude incheck—especially when he tried to push my buttons or deliberatelypatronize me—but my sass wasnever far behind. He’d reprimand me every time I accidentallycussed around him, but I could see the smirk forming on his facewhen my smart-ass humor came out. It entertained him, and if Icould make him smile, he might actually make me smile inreturn.
Ihadrealized in the beginninghe was using sex as a form of punishment, a reminder that I washis, but eventually, it just became another one of my many dutiesas he didn’t have to punish me very often anymore. I would stilltry to keep up my feisty attitude every now and then because I knewthat Darren liked it; he loved it even more when he got to give mea good swat on the ass every time. He didn’t need a reason to, buthe liked having one.
Every other week,Irina and Anya would return to redo my nails and treat my hair. Iapologized to them for my behavior last time, and even though theyhad no idea what I was saying, they seemed to understand. I letthem do what they needed to without afussand didn’t even complain when they waxedmy unwanted hair since I wasn’t allowed to have any razors. TheVaseline had also been removed from my bathroom, and I found thathilarious.
Aside from Darrenand the occasional Scott, the Russians were the only other humansin my life and the only source of estrogen I had access to. I oftenfound myself looking forward to my appointments with them, even ifthey weren’t allowed to converse with me. I was just grateful fortheir company.
One day, a fewweeks after my last run-in with the cage and after coming home fromwork on a Friday, Darren had a gift for me. I involuntarilysauntered back at the thought of receiving a gift from him, as Iwas already terrified of
