Everything was such a blur. I don't remember what happened. Zeus was pinning me down, then nothing. I blinked; it was dark, and only the roaring fire lit up the dark far corners of the room. This was Zeus's room. My throat was dry. I could barely breathe. I tried rolling over when something caught on my wrist.
"What the fuck?" I yanked again, this time hearing metal clanking. Both my wrists and ankles were shackled to the four-poster bed frame.
"You're awake," Zeus commented.
Looking at him furiously, I could prop myself on my elbows and say, "Let me go, now!"
"No," he denied.
"Now-"
"No one is here, so there's no point to scream," he interrupted.
"Why the Hell did you shackle me to your bed frame!" I shouted, "I would have fucked you if that's what you wanted, but instead, you knock me out.
I began coughing uncontrollably, and Zeus rushed to my aid, raising the water glass to my mouth to quench my thirst.
"You knew you would be punished," he reminded.
"How do you plan on punishing me?" I huffed, "I don't like this if you can't remember."
"It's not meant for you to enjoy. You learn," Zeus stated, seizing the nape of my neck, "And if you don't learn, the punishment will be more severe than the last."
"You think you can beat me into submission?" I grunted.
"No, I think I can break you into submitting to me," he corrected.
He has no idea what we'll do to him, and the dark, slithering voice echoes in my head. Whenever I heard this dark voice inside of me, I felt compelled to listen to its every command.
"You already broke me," I lied.
Zeus's once dominant look dropped to the ground, jaw clenched in frustration, "You still need to be punished."
"A-are you going to hit me?" I stammered. Being strapped down made it impossible to defend myself, and fear began to settle in. I wanted to believe we wouldn't hurt me, but he did render me unconscious.
He tenderly unshackled my legs, holding them both in his hot hands. My body flips, my wrists twisting in on one another.
"Ah! My wrists!" I winced, "Zeus! They're gonna break!"
Instead of releasing me as I'd hoped, he pushed me up on my knees, closer to my aching wrists, relieving the pressure and pain. His massive hand came across my ass, spanking me so hard I heaved forward.
"Ow!" I cried.
Zeus's knee slid under my stomach, his arm across my back, holding me in place. This time, something more painful struck; it wasn't his hand.
"What the hell?' I cried.
I saw within his grasp a black leather belt that was coming down to strike me once more.
"Ahh!" I hollered, "Stop! It hurts!"
"I warned you!" Zeus reminded with another strike, "You need to learn."
Tears welled up in my eyes, but I refused to let him hear me cry. I choked them down with one more blow, but he kissed my shoulder blade.
"Don't-"
He covered my mouth with his hand, rolling me onto my back, kissing the tears from my eyes. I tried swinging at him, but my wrists were still bound. I saw him look up, freeing me from my binds, which was a big mistake. I swung, slapping him across the face first, then the back of his head as he turned to shield himself. His hands seized my wrists, pinning them down onto the bed. I fought beneath him, grunting like a child.
"Fuck you!" I hollered.
Zeus planted his lips on mine, kissing me. I bit his tongue as hard as I could; he pulled back briefly, the sight of crimson coming across his teeth, before kissing me once more. The copper taste of his blood filled my mouth, making me cringe. I turned away, and Zeus held my chin, making me look at him.
"You're mine, Ivy," he said, "I can handle all of your demons, anger, and tantrums; I'll love you no matter what. I'll protect you, defend you, and kill any man or woman that threatens you or takes you away from me."
Was he crazy?
"Ivy, will you marry me again?"