Page 32 of Unhinged Obsession

He took notice. “I'm sorry, pet. I know it hurts, but I must tend to your feet.”

I needed to know what my bottom looked like. Swallowing hard, I gazed up at him, feeling nervous.

“Is my ass bleeding?”

His lip quirked up, and he winked at me.

“You are not bleeding, hon. I am not an animal."

You could have fooled me, buddy!

"I will never draw blood unless youreallymake me angry, so keep that in mind the next time you want to shoot off that naughty little mouth.”

My eyes narrowed, but I remained silent, not wanting to push my luck. I looked away from him as he deftly applied ointment to both feet and bandaged them like a pro.

He checked out his handiwork with a look of accomplishment. Now that the pain was subsiding, my modesty returned.

It felt like a lightning bolt went straight through me as I suddenly realized I was lying in this stranger's bed, totally naked. I instinctively tried to cover my breasts with my hands. He chuckled loudly.

“No need to be so shy with me, pet. We will spend a lot of time together, and I will be bathing and caring for you often, so get used to being in the buff most of the time. I may keep you naked every day for my viewing pleasure, but I haven't decided yet."

He licked his lips, flashing an evil grin at me. “I love looking at your beautiful body. It only makes me want to play with you more, so there is no need to hide it from me."

I wanted to flip him off and hurl insults at him, but I did none of those things.

I not only covered my chest with my hands, but I crossed my legs, hoping to hide my lower half from him as well. To my surprise, he didn't forcefully yank them open.

He smirked at me but said nothing, allowing me this tiny shred of dignity. The A/C felt like arctic temperatures on my abused body. Even though it was mid-July, and the summer heat was brutal, I was freezing.

Now that my adrenaline spike had diminished, I started shivering, hoping for a warm blanket for my half-frozen body.

He stared at me with those dark grey eyes.

He was so handsome; it was almost a sin to have wasted such good looks on this twisted, dementedperson. Sometimes, God could be so cruel. He looked at me as if he were slightly concerned for a minute.

“Are you cold?”

I nodded. “Considering I don’t have a stitch of clothes on, and the air is blasting, yes, I am cold.”

He reached out and caressed my leg, sending an added shiver down my spine.

“That smart mouth is going to get you in trouble often. If I were you, I would start learning to keep it shut, or you may not be able to sit for a month. I allowed you to close your legs and cover yourself this one time. Remember, if I want to look at your pussy, you will not fight me. If I want you naked, spread-eagle, on my kitchen table like a buffet, you will obey."

Jesus, this guy was a goddamn pervert. I can't imagine being spread out like a buffet. How humiliating.

"You will not deny what is mine to take. Now that you are all cleaned up and much more relaxed, I can finish explaining one of the rules."

I wanted to protest and tell him to go fuck himself, but I knew better and said nothing. I wasn't in any shape to take another punishment from him, so I kept my mouth shut and listened to him go on about his dumbass rules.

“When you are a bad girl, as you were many times tonight, you must behave to regain your privileges. You will stay naked until you earn the right to cover yourself up. That is part of your punishment for acting like a spoiled brat.”

I stared at him with daggers in my eyes while biting my tongue. I knew I was being difficult, and he would have probably gone much easier on me if I had keptmy mouth shut, but I honestly couldn’t help it. I was very proud, and he couldn’t break me in two hours.

I was stubborn. It'swhoI am. There's no changing that.

“Fine!” was all I could spit out.

He stood up and straightened me out in what I assumed was a double king bed. It took up most of the room. I guess he needed all that space, given his size. Despite his vast wealth, the room was very plain.