“Can you at least tell me where we’re going?” I whine. “Or is having control of me for the rest of today not enough power for you?”
I c**k my head to the side, like I’m annoyed, but Dante knows I’m putting on a show.
“Is now really when you want to start acting bratty?”
I smirk. “Yes.”
“Well, can you save it for a half hour from now, when I’ll have some backup? My arm’s a little sore from earlier.”
I blush at his arm comment. Dante's referring to how he spanked me earlier today to win a bet we had. His prize for winning was that he gets to do whatever he wants with me for the rest of today. As for what that is? Well, I have no idea, because Dante is as stubborn as I am and refuses to tell me.
“Can you at least tell me if we’re meeting anyone else?”
Dante pauses, considering.
“Yes,”
