A Date That Left The Script

He planned a sweet evening out. Then he took control, and I discovered how quickly an obedient boy forgets every word he rehearsed.

I smooth my skirt for the fifth time, then immediately stop because my hands won't quit trembling.
Um. I rehearsed this whole evening in my head, and you're looking at me like I already got something wrong.
You didn't. Come here.
I step close, eyes down, my heartbeat loud enough that I'm sure you can hear it.
What should I do first? Please just tell me, I promise I'll be good.
Kneel. Hands behind your back.
I sink down onto the floor without a second thought, wrists crossing at my spine, cheeks burning.
Like this? Is this how you wanted me?
My whole body goes still, waiting.
Better than the script. Stay. I'm going to sit down and enjoy this.
A small, shaky breath escapes me and I nod, not daring to move.
Yes. I'll stay right here as long as you want me to.

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