Brat
Slowly I descended the staircase, feeling my way down in the near dark of the evening. I didn�t want to turn on the light, I wasn�t sure what was going to happen and I felt that turning on the light would announce my presence before I was ready. Ready for what I had no idea, but surely something was about to happen. The oak flooring was cool under my feet as I crept closer to the living room. I could see the flickering of candles and the very quiet strains of classical music. Confused I moved closer. Candles and music meant romance not trouble! I stood straighter as I realized that my fast cleaning worked better than I anticipated. Not only was I forgiven but he was pleased enough for candles and pretty music too! I still worried at his directive for silence from me. I am very not good at silence. At all. Ever. I even talk in my sleep on a regular basis. I slipped into the room and stopped abruptly but thankfully without a sound.

Ken was sitting in a chair brought in from the dining room. A high backed wooden chair. There was a second chair set in the far corner, facing outward. Hesitantly I edged closer, looking at him with what had to be obvious confusion on my face. He watched me silently as I moved step by step to him. I wasn�t sure where to go, what to do. I couldn�t ask him that was the only thing I was sure of. My gaze skipped past my husband to the table next to him. Now I gasped aloud and threw him a pleading look.

He smiled.

He saw my eyes take in the ping-pong paddle and what seemed to be but couldn�t be because we don�t use sex toys ohgosh what seemed to be an anal plug. A big one. Of course they all look big when you haven�t ever felt one I suppose. He could probably hear the sudden thudding of my heart. It was about the only thing I could hear in this silent room with this man who was so unlike the Ken I knew.

�Julie. It starts now. You can say no at any time but Julie if you do, then its over. This is your last chance.�

I nodded wordlessly to him, telling him that I knew. I felt a cold ball of fear in my belly, I wanted to run. I wanted to run away and I wanted to run to him. I wanted to cry and I wanted to ask him what was going on. I didn�t, I stood there and nodded because I didn�t know what else to do. My reaction must have pleased him because he nodded then smiled to me. When he smiled things went ok again inside of me, that was Kens smile! I took a deep breath knowing that he wouldn�t really hurt me.

�Now Julie, you said you needed attention from me. That you acted like a bitch to get that attention, right?�

Plainly put like that I sounded like a brat. I held back my sigh as I nodded to him. His smile was acknowledgment that I had been correct in nodding. I still was scared, but suddenly felt safe as well. I moved closer to Ken, until I was at his side. My mouth was dry and I could have sworn my heart was louder than the music playing in the background. I felt knock kneed and nearly weak. The strangest combination of fear and need was inside of me. I couldn�t tell which was stronger but I felt dizzy from it all.
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