Inexperienced novel Chapter 10

I wake up to someone shaking me.

"Stop it!" I huff and snuggle back into whatever comfortable object I was sleeping with. I suddenly feel myself being lifted up and I'm snapped out of my oneirophrenia like state. I open my eyes and look up and into a familiar pair of gray eyes.

"Good morning sleepy head," he teases causing me to blush and look away. I then realize that he's carrying me and I squirm around until he lets me go. I drop to the floor and land on my bum with a thud and a quiet oof. I get up and rub my hand where it hurt.

"You know, it's really rude to just drop people," I grumble and go to stomp away but he gently but strongly grasps my hand and leads me up the stairs.

"I wouldn't have dropped you if you just decided to let me carry you where I wanted," he replies.

"And have your arms go numb? No thank you, plus I can walk," I retort back.

"You can now but if I had my way with you, you wouldn't be able to," he says huskily and I find myself blushing. What did he mean by that? I then begin to freak out, is he going to break my legs? That's what he meant isn't it? There's no other option.

"Ah here we are," he says and I snap out of my thoughts and look to see that we were in the same room where I made my grand escape, he started heading towards the bathroom, my hand still in his grasp.

"Um you can let me go now," I say nervously.

"Oh no, last time I checked I did say that we were going to come here and take a shower," he replies and I grow really nervous.

"What no you can't just..."

"Oh I can and I will, after all I am your master and I did say that your punishment was far from over," he whispers in my ear , causing me to shiver. I pause, what in the what was that? "Now strip!" He commands, the bathroom door closing and locking behind us. I look around for an escape but their isn't one. The windows now have bars on the other side and he's blocking the door. My eyes snap back towards his and he looks into mine. As if he wanted to rub it in, still looking into my eyes he goes and turns the shower on, and not long after the bathroom begins to fill with steam. "Don't make me repeat myself," he warns his eyes getting a little darker. Scared I begin to slowly strip, wishing that he would laugh and tell me he was joking but that never happened. I blushed as I felt his eyes roam my body, quickly I get into the shower, glad that the glass doors were steamy which made it hard for anyone to see through. With shaking fingers I grab the foofa and soap. I let out a shuddering breath as I feel him get in behind me, the glass door closing with a soft thud.

"Hand me the foofa and soap," he orders.

"Yes Master," I whisper and do so, to scared to turn around. I gasp when I feel the foofa rub smoothly against my skin, his fingertips skimming the surface of my back. Despite the hot water, goosebumps form on my skin. His hands and the foofa then begin to wander and I find myself leaning into his touch, my mind wandering... I snap out of it when I feel his lips latch onto my neck. Freaking out I open the shower door near my side and jump out, surprised I didn't slip. I grab a towel, unlock the door (after two tries), and run.