Alpha Dominic
Chapter 95

Graciela's

POV

I lay on my side, facing the wall, trying to avoid his eyes. I deserve it, I know I do but it hurts, it hurts so bad. I don't even know if I'm hurting from the pains of his spanking or the fact that the spanking had come from a guy I love. He had treated me so nicely afterward, he ran a hot bath for me, bathing me so tenderly, then he took me back to the room and made me lie on my stomach while he applied a soothing cream to my a*s, massaging the cream into my a*s, forcing out an involuntary moan out of me. "I'll order everything you need tomorrow," he told me softly as he pulled his shirt over my head. The shirt was too big for me and it covered my sore a*s and I loved it so much. I love the scent coming from the shirt, it smelled like him and it made me so comfortable and so warm. Although he had taken care of me after the spanking, but I know that he would never love me again, he would never want to be with me again.

"I'm going down for a bit, I'll be back soon." He told me fiercely before storming out of the room without so much as a second glance. I tried to turn to stare at his retreating form, but the pain in my a*s was too unbearable. I winced from the pain, turning back to my former position facing the wall again. I heard the double-clicking of the lock and I realized that he had locked the door. He locked me on to prevent me from repeating the same mistake again. He doesn't trust me, he knows I may still try to run off again. He doesn't trust me anymore, I broke a simple order and now I've broken his trust as well. And the worst part of it all is that I still want to go down that hallway and take a sniff of the Coke that he had spilled on the floor. My thoughts are conflicted with my feelings, a part of me wants to go banging on the door while the other part of me is scared to even step down from this bed because I don't know what he would do to me this time. He could tie me up like a f*****g animal or chain me to the bed like a criminal, he said he would do whatever it takes to get me cleaned up, is hate to push him past his limits, I wouldn't want to awake the demon in him, I hate to think of what he would do to me if I get him more pissed off than he is already. I'll just have to lay on this bed and wait for him to return, I won't try so hard to satisfy my desires, even if I keep shaking like a f*****g epileptic patient.

He has been gone for almost an hour, but I couldn't fall asleep, I could not close my eyes for even a second, I felt so miserable and I'm in pain, lots of pain. I couldn't turn to the other side without wincing in pain and this bed is too f*****g big for one person, it's so huge and spacious, I feel so cold and lonely. His presence was the only thing that kept me warm and now that he is away, I feel so miserable, so f*****g miserable. I forced myself to lay on my back as I took in the beautifully furnished room. One thing I'm sure of is that he has a taste for the good stuff, he has an eye for beauty and elegance. His furnishings are all Italian and top-notch designs, everything in his room has a theme of white, black, and grey. Nothing looks out of place, it seems like everything was customized for him specially and it all suits his style. There was a huge eighty-five inches TV hanging on the wall, while the left side of the wall has a huge floor to ceiling glass windows I have no idea what is outside that window, it was night already and everywhere is dark, so I can't tell what is out there, but I'll definitely check it out tomorrow. There are three doors in this room. One leads to his bathroom, I've been in there before. The second leads to his walk-in closet, I've never been in there, but I saw him going in there to get me something to wear. And the third door, that I don't know where it leads to, but my guess is that it leads to a weapon room or a storage room for his cocaine and other hard drugs. I would have gone in there to check it out but I'm in so much pain right now, besides, he could walk in at any moment and if he catches me doing something wrong, I could get spanked again, or I could get punished in some other bizarre way that would bring me more pain, I'm sure he has many ways to punish me and I don't want to see it, Nah, I can't bear any more pains, not now, not ever.

It's a good thing that I didn't try to satisfy my curiosity by opening that door, I would have been caught a second time. It wasn't even up to five minutes that I discarded that thought, I heard the clicking of the lock and I turned immediately, facing the wall again, pretending to be asleep. The door pushed open and I heard the sound of his footsteps as he got in and shut the door behind him, but he didn't take any more steps. I did not hear him walking forward and I wondered what he could be doing. I was tempted to turn and peek at him, but I can't turn around without crying in pain, besides, I'm playing dead right now. I'm pretending to be asleep so he doesn't know that I've been awake all this while. I don't even know why I haven't been able to sleep all this while, I think I'm replaceing it hard to fall asleep because I need cocaine. I've been so used to using cocaine to aid me in falling asleep and now that I don't have it, I'm replaceing it so hard to fall asleep. Or could it be that I'm waiting for a certain someone to cuddle me to bed, when did I become so clingy and where the hell is he by the way, what is he doing by the door, why is he standing there? Could it be that he doesn't want me in his room, could he be regretting his actions right now, what would I do if he kicks me out of his room right now, will I leave here with my head held high, or will I cry and beg him to let me stay. I'm thinking I would do the latter because I don't know what is actually wrong with me today, I don't think I have the strength to face any more disappointments today, I think I've reached my limit for one day, I've had more than enough.

I heard his silent footsteps as he walked towards the bed, then I heard the soft creaking sound of the bed as it dips to accommodate his weight. My heart was already beating so fast because he is so close to me, I want to turn, I want to turn, I want to turn. Gosh, it's so hard to lay here like a f*****g corpse when all I want to do is to turn around and cuddle with him. I stayed in the same position, staying as still as humanly possible. Then I felt his body heat getting closer to me, and before I could ask any questions, I felt his arms going around me, pulling me into his arms.

"Relax, Gracie, I know you are awake." He muttered softly, dropping a peck on my shoulder. I did not respond to him, I could not even move my body or relax, I just lay stiff in his arms, feeling his d**k poking on my sore b**t.

"How does your ass feel?" he asked me gently, running his hand on my boobs.

"I...It doesn't hurt so much anymore. I think the bath and the balm helped to ease the pain." I told him truthfully. My body was beginning to relax a little and I wasn't so cold anymore. It felt like a blanket was suddenly put over me, I felt so safe and secure in his arms.

"I'm sorry." He muttered softly, making the pains go away completely as I turn slowly to face him. He smiled softly as his hand came to brush my hair backward, keeping his eyes fixed on me, making a drop of tears to slip down my cheeks. I have no idea why I'm crying right now, I can't seem to stop the tears from rolling down my cheeks. He brought his hand forward, wiping my tears away, bringing his hand to cup my cheeks as he forced me to gaze into his eyes.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have hit you like that. I know how hard it is to break this sort of addiction, I was there once. But take a good look at me, Gracie, I'm living proof that this addiction can be broken. As long as you are determined to stop il, you definitely will. I'm not going to promise never to hit you again because trust me, I will spank you over and over again if you keep disobeying my orders. With time you'll understand that I'm doing all this for you, I'm trying to help you.." he told me softly making me look down as more tears flowed out of my eyes.

"I'll give you a tip. To help you get over your addiction quickly, it is always better to get addicted to something else. Find something else that makes you happy and gives you rest of mind, get addicted to it, it would help you break your addiction." He advised calmly. "I have nothing that makes me happy, everything around me makes me sad and hopeless." I told him, amid tears, trying to look away. But he wouldn't let me, his grip on my cheeks tightened as he forced me to look into his eyes.

"And what about me, do I also make you unhappy and hopeless? Why don't you get addicted to loving me and pleasing me? Make me your addiction Graciela, love me, and please me in every way possible. That would keep you busy enough, my love, pleasing me would be your new addiction."