I'd never been broken down in the way that Toby destroyed me. My body racked with sobs over his lap, feeling like a rag doll. Strands of messy brown hair were plastered to my cheeks, unmoving when he helped me to my feet. The guilt was still too strong to allow me to be anything other than submissive.
"It's all over now, Chloe." His tone was more gentle now, slightly kind. I listened for hints of disappointment, but there was none. "You're forgiven." It felt like there was more Toby wanted to say, but he stopped himself, frowning slightly as he stood to retrieve the panties I'd left in the middle of the floor. He returned and sat back in front of me, bending down.
I didn't realize at first that he was trying to replace my panties. Besides Izaak, all the other men I'd ever done something like this with, they'd want to take advantage of me afterwards. Toby wasn't that type... but it's just what I'm used to. I stepped into the leg holes (? wtf hahaha idk what that's called) and focused on Toby's soft fingers grazing my bare skin.
When I was less naked, Toby pulled me over to the sofa, taking a seat and bringing me down with him. His arms wrapped around my trembling body so I could lay my head on his chest. "Cry as long as you need. It's just me. I'm here with you," he promised.
Of course that set me off into tears again. Toby had made me say all the things I'd been running from for months... and even more that I hadn't even thought of before. I felt so raw... and like such an awful person.
My hiccups died down eventually and I asked, "What did you want to say earlier, but stopped yourself?"
He knew exactly what I was talking about (because he rarely stopped himself). "I want to say that you have a clean slate, but you know I won't believe that until you stop running from societal consequences. And I still think you should tell Izaak. So my usual aftercare is a little harder to provide." As he said it, he squeezed onto me a little tighter, making me feel like he wouldn't let go.
My heart rate sped up and I shifted uncomfortably in my seat. The love/hate was so strong. What's up with this chemistry between us? "What am I going to do?"
x-x-x-x
"Bro, fuck off," I said, ready to spit at him since it was my only weapon.
Izaak caught my face, fingers clenched into my cheeks, squeezing until I basically had a fish face. "This 'tough girl' act will not last much longer. You have disrespected Molly for too long. Do you think it's okay to steal her possessions, be reckless, then not kiss her ass when she saves you from getting arrested?"
"If she has a problem with me, she can fuckin' tell me herself. Now untie me already!"
He literally laughed, as sinister as Gabe but less playful. For the first time, I got a little scared about how far he'd take this. "You will regret this attitude."
My face was released, but I could still feel the impression left by his thumb. "Yo, I have no regrets, ever." It was a lie but I had an image to maintain. "You don't scare me."
Izaak didn't respond, leaving me standing there tied up and naked as he sauntered off to his bedroom. I heard doors sliding open, a little banging around, implements clanging together. My heart pumped with nervous excitement mixed with fear. Like riding that roller coaster that goes 100 mph and twists into every direction making it seem like you're gonna fly out at any second. But there's a lap bar and no one has ever flown off the coaster before. But it could still happen at any moment. Eek!
When he came back with a wooden contraption he'd clearly built himself, I gulped. He also had a duffle bag strap over his shoulder, and I peered inside to see more rope and other kinds of restraints, plus every heavy wooden implement he probably owned. Yikes!
"Damn you're a collector," I joked, though not gonna lie, I was starting to wonder if there was some way I could weasel myself out of this....
"Remember when you told me that you wanted to try an interrogation scene?" He didn't wait for me to answer. "Tonight your wish will come true."
"Oh yeah?" I said as bravely as I could muster. "What info are you gonna try to get from me? Dirt on Clo? Wanna know details about her fuckin' with the doc?"
The large hand struck me across the cheek before I even saw it coming. It wasn't especially hard, but so unexpected that I was almost knocked off balance. And since I was tied up, I couldn't rub the sting out, left to only feel the burning as angry tears sizzled in my eyes.
"Do not disrespect Chloe in that manner ever again, do you understand?"
FUCK OFF!!! my inner voice said. But my outer voice said, "Yes, Sir."
x-x-x-x
My green backpack was thrown over Gabe's shoulder and he held my hand like I was a little kid. I clutched onto him tight, squeezing my teddy with my other arm. "What happened with Toby?" The whole night was surreal... well, the whole day really.
"Let Victor and Izaak worry about him. We need to take care of you tonight."
"I don't wanna take care of me, I just wanna smoke and make sure Toby doesn't hate me."
Gabe stopped walking for a second and looked down at me. I'd expected his anger to be directed towards me, but he just seemed kind of annoyed and... concerned. "The doc will be fine. Be obedient and focus on yourself, not him."
"But it is myself," I whined as the car pulled up.
"You're getting a spanking when we get home," Gabe said, then opened the door for me.
"Nooooooooo..." We both knew I wouldn't be able to sleep through the night without one.
"I didn't ask your opinion, Young Lady. Get inside."
When I hesitated, he gave me a moderate swat on the bottom, making me blush and duck inside the car, avoiding eye contact with his driver. He came in after me, unbothered that I was practically on top of him. His arm was draped over my shoulder as he checked his emails and messages, responding to a few.
"You work too much," I said, gently pushing his phone away.
We made eye contact and his eyebrows raised. "You're one to talk," he teased. Then, "I just need to answer two emails and then you will get all of my attention, I promise."
Well, how could I argue with that?
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