No one flinches.
We all stare at him in silent protest, demanding to know where she is.
“Girls, please,” Raul says with a weak sigh.
“No,” I say.
“You were gone all night,” Fiona says. “We want answers.”
“Adrian,” Raul says. “I don’t have the energy to punish them for this.”
“What’s going on?” Adrian says as he walks over.
“They’re refusing to stand.”
“Alania, sta—”
“No,” I say simply. “Punish me all you want, but no. No to everything.”
Adrian squats down and takes my hands while everyone watches. “I only have so much power, Little Dove. Please,” he says. “We are not intentionally keeping secrets.”
“Then don’t,” I snap and yank my hands away.
“That is no way to speak to your Master. Stand now!” The headmaster barks at me. Adrian grits his teeth and closes his eyes.
“No,” I say. “None of us feel safe. If you expect me to blindly follow when I don’t feel safe, you might as well shoot me in the fucking head now. Fuck you and your goddamn society if this is how things are.”
“What the fuck did you just say to me?!” Headmaster Charles screams at me. He steps toward me, but the moment he reaches for me, Adrian stands and grabs the front of his dress shirt to yank him closer.
“You put one fucking finger on my woman and I will fucking kill you right here, Charles. You made this goddamn mess, so you fucking clean it up. I am not punishing her for being scared. None of them is getting punished because of youorhim.”
“Jesus. I’m done,” Raul says, turning to the submissives. “Last night, Fredrico hurt Gemma very badly. He raped her with a knife several times, and she sustained massive blood loss. The Society is not making Fredrico step out of the program, but he is with the council today. Gemma is still in critical condition and on a ventilator. She had an emergency hysterectomy to stop the bleeding, and we will know more later.”
“Are you fucking kidding me?” I snap and stand up. “Is this how this world is? What was this bullshit about building a better world for tomorrow? Wasn’t that the motto?”
“Under different command, yes,” Charles says with a tight tone.
“Oh, and now you run everything? Right. What is the motto now? Rape, abuse, neglect, and murder innocent women because you have tiny dick syndrome?”
“That’s enough,” he growls. “Adrian, control your submissive, or I will.”
“Fuck you,” Adrian says, then takes my hand and pulls me away a few steps to hug me.
“I’m sorry,” I whisper.
“Don’t apologize,” he whispers. “It was brutal, and she nearly died, but she’s safe. Raul got her on a jet as soon as she was stable and across the country.”
“Good,” I sigh.
“Everyone, take the day off class. We will make up the material next week,” the headmaster says. “Buteveryone must stay in their rooms. Masters and submissives. I expect you all to take this time to bond and work on obedience training.”
Adrian wastes no time pulling me through the common area and back into our room. It’s like we are possessed because the secondhe flips the lock, we are ripping our clothes off. Adrian grabs the backs of my thighs and picks me up before sitting on the bed. Running on instinct, I push him back and drop myself down on his cock, making us both moan. He moves us up on the bed but doesn’t stop me from bouncing on his cock, riding him. It feels like bliss the way his hands roam my body, desperate to touch every inch of me. He squeezes and kneads my breasts, and my head falls back as I moan.
“Fuck, Little Dove. I’m not going to make it if I’m watching you ride my cock so pretty like this,” Adrian groans.
“Good,” I pant and ride him faster, tightening my pussy around him. I want to make him come so badly that I don’t care if I get off. I just want him to fucking melt for me the way I melt for him. “Come for me, Adrian. Fill me with your come… God, your cock feels so good. Show me how much you love my pussy.”
“God, I love it,” he moans. I open my eyes, and what a fucking sight he is. Adrian fucking Santos is gripping onto my waist while his eyes roll back and he pants as I ride his cock.
