"Well have some bread", he passed me the little woven bread basket. I didn't know if this was an order or not, for I wasn't really in the mood for food after that treatment I just received, but I didn't want to make him mad so I took one slice and placed it on my plate.
"Thanks!", I added hastily, I just didn't know how to act around him now!
My eyes flickered to his face shortly, and I saw him smile a crooked, satisfied smile, chewing his sandwich with joy.
That bastard. I closed my eyes, in- and exhaling through my nose. That always calmed me down a little bit. I pulled my right hand up from under the table and picked up my slice of bread, nibbling at it unenthusiastically.
"So, I'll be leaving for work in 15 minutes, just wanted to give you some instructions for the day, Gee", he lightly touched the back of my hand with his fingers and I jumped at the touch, almost letting my bread drop. This simple touch was sending shivers to my spine, getting me goose bumps all over my body. He chuckled over my reaction "why so scared little bunny?" he winked at me and my face turned into a dark shade of red, I kept my eyes down, not wanting to meet his stare.

"So about my instructions, I want you to go shopping today, I'll send you the list via whatsapp later on. Yess... And I want you to do the vacuum cleaning. After that you can work on your art I guess, until I come home." Frank smiled, still crookedly, as if he was waiting for me to rebel against his instructions, but I didn't find it too much to ask of me, so I kept silent and nodded.
"Good boy, Gee" he teased and pinched my cheek as he stood up from the table, put his plate in the sink and headed out of the kitchen. I pushed my own plate away and buried my face in my arms on the table. Sobbing lightly. I was his dog, his "good boy", what a shame. I wondered if there was any pride left inside of me, or just a will to fight. But fight what? I brought it all upon my self, and knowing this made it even harder for me to cope with.

After cleaning the dishes, I thought about doing the shopping next, so I went to look for my phone, as Frank had said, he would send me the list. I hadn't turned the thing on since yesterday night, and it buzzed twice as I entered my code and waited a second.
The first message was from Frank; 9:15

"How's it going, slave? ;) here the requested ingredients: .....

Xo Frnk

It was just some vegetables and his favourite dessert so nothing big.
I didn't like him calling me slave though, so casually, as if it was the most normal thing in the world. I thought about something cool to reply.

To Frank, from Gee: 9:20

Stop calling me that, I'm sure you just want to compensate for the last three years, when you were my slave- don't be sour.
I didn't even need a stupid deal to enjoy myself. Haha.
Xo G.

I reread the message a couple of times, still finding it funny and cool, until I pressed 'send'.
Now I had time to look at the second message, which was from William of course. I licked my lips nervously as I opened it.

From William, to Gee: 7:22

Hey Gee! I read your message in the morning, fell asleep in the cab on my way home and wasn't quite in the state of reading anything from a tiny little cell phone screen anymore- Anyways, how's your day so far?

Xoxo Will

This was a very nice message and I felt my feelings for William coming up again. But I had to be honest and cut this whole thing immediately. So I started to type a message;

From Gee to Will; 9:22
Hey Will!
Glad you made it back in one piece, I didn't really lol. I had big trouble with my bf yesterday, he knows everything and I'm fucked now.
I want to stay with him though, so I ask you to not call or write anymore, for it will be only trouble for me. I hope you understand, I'm really sorry.

All the best, Gee.

Reluctantly I pressed the send button, but it had to be done, the sooner the better.

I picked a huge black scarf from the wardrobe and wrapped it around my neck so nobody would see my collar of shame, snatched my tote bag and wallet and rushed out of the door.
Driving my car was a good feeling. It was a sunny day and I was wearing some nice purple sunglasses, plus I had my favourite music playing on max, and soon my thoughts were positive again. As I stepped outta the car in the busy parking lot, I checked my cell phone and saw, that I had 7! messages. What? I've just been driving for 15 minutes total.
I decided to not open them until I'd be back at home, for I don't want my mood drop too quickly again and they certainly meant trouble.
Back at home, about 50 minutes later, I put the heavy tote bag stuffed with groceries on the kitchen table and sat down on the bench besides the window, unlocking my phone.

From Will, to Gee: 9:30

Come on, dude. I'm sure he doesn't know anything. He's just pissed, that you had your fun last night and he stayed at home like a 40something.
Chill- so are you free tomorrow night?

Xo W.

From Will, to Gee: 9:35

Gee...

From Will to Gee: 9:36

Hey don't be like that, you're making things up! Chill, honey.When do we meet?

W.

From Will, to Gee: 9:40

So you think you can just cut me off like that? Huh? Fuck you Gee! I know some guys who would beat the shit outta you! Just one word from me...

From Will, to Gee: 9:45

Well have it your way then, fucktard! I'll get you!

After reading his last message I was frightened and highly concerned about my safety. I dreaded the thought of some muscle packed douchebags beating me up in some dark alley. Fuck, never thought William could be this way, he was always so charming and sweet. Glad he showed his psycho site just via phone, rather than face to face...I decided to not answer anything, for a single word from me would only fuel his fire of rage.

I opened the first of Frank's two messages.

From Frank, to Gee: 9:32

That are some big words from someone who's flinching at just a soft touch from my gentle hand, bunny ;)
But If you feel better, I'll just call you bunny then, more suitable to your delicate nature..

Finished shopping?

Xo

From Frank, to Gee: 9:40

Answer, bunny!

Suddenly the phone buzzed again, and a new message from Frank popped up. It has been exactly one hour since I received his last one.

From Frank, to Gee: 10:40

Guess somebody's having a small time-out later.

See ya. Frnk.

I froze at the spot.

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Oh no... I started to shiver lightly, a punishment on the very first day. How could I fuck up that quickly? Maybe I could explain to him, that I forgot about my phone, or didn't want to look at it while driving, safetey first, hello?
I started a weak attempt to talk me out of this situation:

From Gee, to Frank: 10:42

Hey Frank! I'm sorry, I just forgot about my phone, as I was shopping and on my way back I couldn't write either, because I was busy driving. I wasn't ignoring you or something, okey? Hope you're not mad >.<<br> See you later, xo G.

It was all I could do for now and I decided to get the next chore settled, which would be the vacuum cleaning.
As I hoovered across the room, I always kept an eye on my phone, which was sitting on the living room table now. I waited desperately for a relieving response from my bossy boyfriend, but nothing happened.
The bright sunlight shining warmly through the living room window tricked me twice, for as it's rays reflected on the display of my cell phone and made me think I got a message.

But Frank never wrote back, which made me nervous and dreading his arrival even more. I couldn't even concentrate on my art, because my thoughts kept circling around the punishment, Frank, and about how miserable I felt right now.

After I found myself just doodling some little stick figures with sad smilie-faces in the corner of a page, I dropped my pencil and walked back to the living room. I turned on the tv and wrapped myself tightly in a big fuzzy blanket, looking like E.T in that famous bike scene, trying to distract myself with a couple of Netflix episodes.

It was 5:30 pm when I heard a car driving up, footsteps outside and finally a key being pushed into the lock.
My heart beat increased and I tried to make a straight face, not showing too much fear as I huddled myself deeper into the blankets, as if it was an armour to brace me from whatever was coming.

Frank stepped inside and saw me sitting on the sofa, all wrapped up like a mummy. I couldn't really read his face, he seemed calm, but distant.
"H..Hi Frank!", I exclaimed, my eyes resting on his face, waiting for an answer or even a nod.
"Hello Gerard", he answered, not looking at me, while he undid the buttons of his dark blue denim jacket resting it on a hanger in the wardrobe. Then he slipped off his black Vans and put them tidily side to side on the shoe rack, taking all time in the world.
He walked over to the couch where I sat and stopped in front of me, still with a totally blank face...I felt my heart drop.
"Stand up", he ordered, as he stood in front of me, looking down at me with dark eyes.
"Alright..", I mumbled insecure and looked up to meet his eyes, hoping to find a spark of sympathy in them for me, but they remained cold.
As I was on my feet, everything went real quick, he suddenly grabbed my collar with his strong right hand and yanked me harshly across the living room, to the bottom of the stairs.
I cried out in shock and fear and tried to hold onto the banister, fighting him off somehow. But this only made me choke and gasp for air as Frank had a very tight grip and didn't let go of the collar.
*Cough* "uhh... Frank.. "I yelped, "let me go..what did I do, tell me why?!", I stumbled and slipped on the smooth stairs, hitting my right knee painfully.
"You know why", was the simple answer he gave me, while he dragged me into the guest room where I had slept the night, shoving me to the floor.
He was so much stronger than me, even if I was the taller one, I didn't have half of his strength. Lifting heavy weights everyday, had definitely paid off well for Frank...

I was lying on the floor face down, like a total weakling, and felt
my arms being tucked behind my back, painfully, too fast to do anything against it, being tied firmly with what seemed to be some cable ties, holy shit. He repeated the action with my ankles.
After that my vision went black, noticing that Frank had blindfolded me with some dark fabric. I groaned loudly, Trying to shove that thing off again with my shoulder.
This attempt, only earned myself a slap to the back of the head and a low growl from Frank "Don't..."
I heard him leave the room, and wondered if that was it, when I felt him rush in again, securing the damn leash on my collar.
Whit out a warning he pulled strongly, yanking my body upwards and forcing me into a kneeling position.
One last cable tie was fixed to secure my tied up wrists and ankles, now I wasn't able to move anymore at all.
I guess he must have fixed the leash somewhere on a hook above me in the wall, because now I heard him sitting down on the bed besides me.

The position he secured me was that uncomfortable I started to whimper and sob hoarsely.
The leash was almost choking me a bit, pressing one side of my face to the cold wall and I couldn't move at all..

"So, Gerard, listen closely",he began, leaning closer in my direction. "I told you to obey my orders, and do as I say. You didn't write back even though it was a command. And why is that?"

I struggled with myself right now, biting down on my lip, would it make him even angrier if I mentioned William? On the one hand he already knew about him, but on the other hand, I just didn't know what to expect from this raging Frank.
"Spit it out!", he hissed, and kicked me in the ribs painfully.
I cried out in pain, and tried to cover my body somehow..
"Gerard! Answer me or I'll have to use the paddle on you!"
"Okey, okey.." I shrieked, in a higher voice than usual. "I...I sent a message to William, I told him to let me be and to not contact me any further...and then at the mall I saw a couple of messages on my phone, but didn't want to open them straight away... "
"So you DID ignore me, and contacted your dirty little lover again, like I thought", he stepped over and slapped my cheek hard. The pain was even more intense as I didn't see it coming, and I felt the burning sting his hand had caused spreading across my face.
"No Frank", I cried desperately, "I broke up with him, you can look if you want to!"

He rushed out of the room, not saying another word, leaving me there kneeling on the floor, a crying, shivering mess.

It wasn't long since I heard Frank coming back into the room, kneeling down in front of me, I grit down on my teeth, expecting the next blow. Instead I felt him remove the blindfold.
I blinked a couple of times, eyes fluttering in the bright artificial light. To my surprise he placed his hand on my cheek, cupping my face tenderly.
"I'm so sorry baby... I didn't mean to hurt you so much", I saw tears welling up in his green eyes, rolling down his cheeks the next second. He moved behind me, freeing me from the uncomfortable cable ties and detached the leash. I rubbed my wrists gladly, where the ties had cut into my flesh.
There was a very awkward silence between us. I was still kneeling on the floor, unsure what to do, while Frank was watching me from the bed.
"Gee, please, look at me", Frank pleaded. I slowly turned around to face him, uneasiness and sadness written across my face.
"I looked through your phone and saw William's messages. You really told me the truth and I'm sorry I hit you. It's just...You know I don't trust you anymore and I was so jealous..", Frank rubbed his forehead with the palm of his hands, eyes closed, looking tired and sad.
Shyly I moved closer to him, placing my hand on his knee, "It's okey Babe, I forgive you. It's not your fault you don't trust me anymore, after what I've done to you. I think I deserved all of this anyway...", with a pained expression on my face I shifted my head and put it onto Frank's lap. Seeking forgiveness.
He didn't push me away, so I think it was alright. Five minutes passed in silence, as much to my surprise, Frank started to stroke my hair lovingly, pushing the dark strands out of my face. I smiled happily at his soft touch, nuzzling myself closer into him. I had missed Frank's comfort and love so much.
It felt like before all this crap with William happened, when we were a happy couple in love.
"Oh no, your eye, Gee...It's swollen and your cheek is bruised too", he stated with a sad voice.
I just shrugged, who cared, I stayed at home most of my days anyways, so there will be no unpleasant questions or dirty looks.
"Let's get down and start cooking, I'm starving..", Frank suggested.
"Wait a second", I took his hand in mine,"I was wondering.... if this thing here", I tugged lightly on my collar, "...is still necessary... I mean, you punished me already and I think we talked everything out, like two grown up people...I feel stupid wearing it..", I looked up to him, hopefully.
Frank shot me an amused look, "Sorry Gee, but deal is deal. You'll wear it until I think I can trust you again, until you'll make your mistake up to me, until then you'll play by my rules, if you like it or not. I'm still angry, you know."

And with that he got up and left the room.

I sighed deeply as I came to my dizzy feet, feeling disappointed and confused. I didn't expect that answer after Frank's loving touch from earlier. I asked myself how long Frank would be able to play his dominant role as the alpha male. How long would he play the game?

Notes

hey guys, I was in the mood for another update today- but I'm not 100% sure about it. Some parts are good I guess, others are not. I hope there aren't so many mistakes in it. Hope you enjoy it anyways :)