Chapter Eighteen #2
Until tonight, he hadn’t noticed that she was never drinking water.
He chastised himself for missing that important cue.
Health and fluid consumption were a problem, along with her losing too much weight.
He put it on his list to monitor a bit more and create healthy boundaries for her.
This girl was still very haphazard in her habits at times.
He’d slowly redirected her choices over the last two years.
Obviously, there were a few more to work on.
He took his toys, bagged them for the sterilizer, and used their hospital-grade sterilizing wipes for the room.
Then he called over the follow-up crew and asked for another blanket, two cold bottles of water, and turned the play area over to them to do the final sterilization so another couple could play.
As he was cleaning his area, several members came over, including Master Josh, to discuss the scene.
Quinn bowed out of more than the cursory conversation because he needed to get Cheyenne through some aftercare now that she was beginning to relax a bit and notice her surroundings.
“That scene was pretty intense at times. You sure know your girl, there.”
“I was pushing her boundaries plenty tonight. I don’t understand her as much as I want to, but I think we got past the trust and obey me lesson I meant to teach, so the rest should be easy.
” Shaking his head with an accompanying grin, Quinn walked off to Master Josh’s laughter.
Scooping Cheyenne up without any effort, he deposited her on his lap in the corner of a leather love seat to cuddle.
“Can we go home now?” she murmured. “I’m so, so sorry that I came without you.
I have learned my lesson to obey you because it’s for my own protection and I do trust you.
You know, I thought I did before, but it’s somehow different now.
After tonight, I mean. You kept me safe.
I didn’t use my word, even when I started to panic, because I knew you were watching me and you were always careful with me. ”
“Thank you, piscín. No more apologizing now. I don’t like it when you sound like you’re begging. I don’t need it. We are going to sit here and put everything back in place and then, when we are all ready, I’ll take you home.”
After a few moments of watching Cheyenne grimace as her muscles tightened, Quinlan decided that he was not getting through to her enough. He needed her to talk to him and tell him more. Moreover, he needed her to rely on his judgment.
“I need to discuss some things with you, baby, like the fact that you’re not taking in enough fluid and not eating these pretzels I gave you to avoid leg cramps. You’re still very stubborn, piscín.”
“I know. I’m just not a fan of water. And I don’t like salt much either.”
“And it seems that you don’t like food much at all since I have been gone, piscín.” Quinn decided to open the discussion to understand her better while she was relaxed and her guard was down. “Care to explain?”
“Umm... what are you talking about? I eat all the time, you know me.”
Quinn knew her all right, and he knew that she was trying to hold herself up straighter and to physically take back some of the control, right this minute.
Something Quinlan was not going to allow until he got what he wanted from her — the truth.
A simple cocking of the eyebrow was Cheyenne’s cue to start talking fast, or the methods for extracting information was not going to be as easy to handle as merely saying the words.
“Well, I just quit eating sweets. That’s all. That’s healthy, right?” Defiance was the frosting on this little cake she was trying to serve Quinn, and he well knew it.
“And?”
“And... I started walking.”
At that, Quinlan laughed. “Sweetheart, you need to learn how to lie better because you’re not going to sit here and tell me that a woman who would not consider exercising with her soon to be husband or anyone else has decided to do that now.
Try again, and this time, the truth and all of it, young lady. ”
“Fine. I ate mostly salads and drank diet cola. I just wanted there to be less of me and for you to see me at my best when I walk the isle in my wedding dress. It was a size too small but not now,” Cheyenne finished with a triumphant smile.
“Cheyenne, I love you as you are. I want you rounded in all the right places, and not skin and bones. You’re beautiful to me and I love how you feel. I love to pat this luscious bottom and you fit me perfectly. How much did you lose?”
“Just enough weight that I have plenty of room to move in my dress.” Looking at Quinn, Cheyenne bit her lower lip and said, “Fine, ten pounds.”
Quinn chuckled, “Even after all we’ve done tonight, you’re still trying to top from the bottom, Cheyenne.
You’ve lost more than that and by the time we get home, you will have told me of your own volition.
After we get home, we will weigh you and you will not lose another pound.
And we are talking about your penchant to top from the bottom, climbing over me sometimes to do it. Do you hear me?”
Ugh, back to the dom voice.
“I just don’t think you understand how good I’ll look now in my dress.”
Quinn raised his eyebrow in question. “Yes, your new dress with your newly spanked bottom. Enough. I thought you had learned your lesson, but I can see you haven’t.
We’ll be having more lessons daily until you do.
Cheyenne, I do understand you want to look good in your dress.
What you don’t understand is that you’re already my wet dreams come to life. ”
“Right, I know you believe that but when you see me in my dress, you will know that I did this for you too. I’ll be a knockout and you will be so glad I lost the weight. And I do trust you with everything.”
“Good, then drink this water and we won’t talk about losing weight or how you think I want you,” he said as he opened a water bottle.
“Ugh.”
“You need another spanking, don’t you? You need a hard, break down the walls, spanking.”
“NO! I mean, look, I’m drinking it.”
“All.”
“Okay, all.”
“We start tomorrow on your daily spanking until I get some of the brattiness to stay under wraps.”
“What? No. I promise to stop. Truly, I promise.”
“We will see how it goes this week.”
After a few moments of quiet, Cheyenne timidly asked, “Quinn, can’t you stay with me. Please stay with me. Not to do anything, unless you want to?” When he didn’t reply, she continued. “Just stay with me so I’m not alone tonight. I’m getting antsy being alone and it is, well, lonely.”
“Yes, baby, I’ll hold you tonight.”
Cheyenne answered with a contented sigh.
Quinn chuckled to himself. This girl was doing her best to assume control with every breath she took. He was glad, so very glad he was the one she was trying to climb over.