On Your Knees, Stepsister

I get to choose?

My steps were measured, my heart beating loudly in my chest the nearer I got to my room. I knew what awaited me wasn't something I would enjoy, not with the way he looked at me before he left the car.

I stopped in front of the door and drew a breath before I closed my palm around the handle and turned it, pushing the door open. I stepped in and closed the door before I looked up, all the blood draining from my face at the transformation. My room, the one I spent my years in, wasn't as innocent as it was back then, pink bed covers, golden curtains, brown tiles and pink teddies on the bed. It felt like I got transported to a place different from the one I knew. The bright colours had all been changed. Everything was now made of freaking black!

Gulping, I went further, my eyes taking everything else in as cold sweat broke out on my forehead. I wasn't naïve enough not to know what most of the things on the bed were used for. The toys weren't the normal ones a sane person would have in their room. Cuffs, dildos so big they looked unreal, vibrators with unusual curves, whips, leather belts, chokers, feather whips, chains, and a strange bottle of blue liquid.

Cold dread gripped me as I took everything in. I'd read about these things and knew what they were, but never had I imagined getting them used on me.

Was this what Kaelin meant when he spoke about the rough s*x? He didn't mean he'd use those abominations on me, did he? I doubt.

“Get on your knees.”

My soul practically left my body at the sound of his voice. I was too lost in thought, and I didn't see him approaching until it was too late.

I turned slowly to look at him, my eyes landing first on his. The darkness was still there. It hasn't eased at all. His glares alone almost froze me to death. It felt like I was standing naked in a blizzard. I rubbed my palms on my arms, feeling the goosebumps break out on my flesh.

“Kae-"

“On your knees, Lylah.”

The command came again. It washed over me, leaving no room for arguments. Kaelin didn't look like he would entertain that at all.

I glared at him for a few seconds, letting him know just how much I despise this and him, before I got on my knees, a common thing that had been happening since I came to him for help. It hadn't even been up to 24 hours!

His expression didn't change, and the hardness in his eyes didn't ease at all. He stared down at me, lips pulled down in a frown.

“What were you doing at the bar, Lylah?”

I grimaced at his tone, averting my gaze until I realised I had no reason to be guilty.

I glanced up, holding his gaze. “Why? It's my f*****g -” I swallowed down the words and bit my lips. There was just something about his glare, the thrilling promise those gazes have, that always gets to me.

He broke the staring contest, let out a sigh, and turned his back to me. For a minute, none of us said anything. When he turned back, he didn't look at me. He strode to the bed and sat, forcing my eyes to follow his movement.

He crooked a finger at me and I rose to walk to him, but he shook his head.

“Crawl.”

I blinked, the word registering in my mind slowly. “You want me to crawl? Are you for real?”

“Crawl,” he repeated.

“Kaelin -”

“Don't make me repeat the order. You won't appreciate it when I do.”

Is it too late for me to change my mind?

Will it backfire if I disobey him?

“Don't ever consider doing something like that, Lylah. We both know what will happen if I call this off. George is still out there waiting.”

I didn't want to think about that, not after escaping him.

I closed my eyes and did as he ordered. Tears pricked at the corners of my eyes the nearer I got to him. I felt cool hands on my chin, but I didn't dare open my eyes.

“Look at me, Ly.”

I shook my head and clenched my eyes tightly. He repeated his order, but when I refused to do as he asked, he pressed hard on my jaw, his grip strong enough to snap my bones. I snapped my eyes open and narrowed them.

“You need to learn how to follow instructions, Lylah. It will be so much easier for you.” He caressed my jaw, a sadistic smirk on his lips. “But before that, you need to learn your lessons, darling.”

I blinked. “My lessons?”

The f**k he's talking about?

“You must be punished.”

“Punished? Why?”

“Tsk. Are you that clueless, or pretending to?”

“Are you….” My eyes widened when I understood what he was talking about. “The bar? Are you for real? This is my life we are talking about! I can go to a bar if I like!”

He c****d his head to the side. “You can? Aren't you forgetting something, darling? You are mine for six months. You signed it. You weren't forced, were you? I own you. Every freaking part of your body. You don't get to give it out unless I permit you to!"

I heaved, cutting off my words before I let them out. I wanted to ask why he left me hanging, if my body was his. I was bloody on the edge, but he didn't let me freaking finish!

I didn't ask that, though. It will make him realise it affected me far more than I let on.

I murmured, “I'm my person, Kae-”

“What are you supposed to call me, pet?”

It was on the tip of my lips to ask what he meant.

“You haven't forgotten, have you?” His grip tightened, this time forcing me to look up at him.

“How f- deranged are you, Kaelin?”

He smiled, his expression only easing for a few seconds before it hardened once more. “Isn't that how you have always seen me, a bully and a psycho lusting after his stepsister? Isn't that all I am in your eyes, Lylah? Is there any difference pointing it out would make?”

He scoffed. “Words like that don't get to me as much as you think they would. Now, will you address me by the way you are supposed to, or do you want double punishments? I won't mind either way, darling. You choose.”

I exhaled, fed up with him but hooked by his snare. The thoughts of the spanking he gave me earlier today were still fresh in my mind. The discomfort was still there, reminding me of what would befall me if I tried to disobey him.

“So? What's your response?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

His lips lifted in a smirk. “It wasn't that difficult, was it?”

“f**k you!” I growled before I could stop myself. I flinched, expecting his grip to tighten, but it didn't. Instead, his smile became more pronounced.

“I will let that slide for today, darling.” He caressed my chin with his thumb. “Now, let's return to the issue at hand. Your punishment. What will it be, darling?”

My eyes widened. “I get to choose?”