Learning a new life (Closed)

They all froze and turned to her when she screamed enough.

One of them asked meagerly “You mean NEVER again ask you? EVER?” As if it finally hit them that she truly didn’t want that in her life.

They looked confused and shocked that she, a mistress would not want that. They were shocked at her poised body too. It was one of authority. There was no backing her down into a corner for next time. This was an ultimatum. Not up for discussion.
 
She stood there.

Clearly all of you do NOT know about why our benefactor brought Me here and gave all of you to Me. Perhaps you should ask Me or marcus.

She was getting angry with their even unspoken insistence on this path.
 
Marcus took the lead and came forward.
“We all received a piece of paper saying we are to serve my’lady no matter what she says. So, if she doesn’t want you to ask her to spank your hulky asses, then get in line and leave the paddles at the door and treat her however she wants you to. Understand? She’s clearly upset with your persistence. So no more. Serve her in another way.
 
Still so angry she turned to marcus sharply...

I have already spoken to them I will deal with this... thank you marcus.

Turning back she waited to see if any held questions. Perhaps a good old fashioned Q and A would be a good idea.
 
Marcus couldn't beleive his eyes. She really didn't need a holding hand anymore. He nodded and backed away to show Her as the superior figure. He felt a sting of shock as she spoke, but being consumed with anger he thought maybe that was just anger.
 
What is this now you all fall mute... this will be your ONLY chance to ask any questions concerning this matter so ask them NOW!

She watched each of them her eyes cold and intent as she looked to each of them determined to find a way to end this though strangely feeling the desire to slap the crap out of each of them but too shocked at the feeling to act on it.
 
Another one asked the obvious question. "My'lady, if we are to not hit ourselves to please you that will be fine. But what are we to do to please you?"
One by one they all followed suit.
Offering the same idea stroy about them being turned on by being hit. But then realizing it was going to be about serving her and they didn't know how to do it so could she please tell them.
 
Hearing the same whining from one after the other she finally grew close to snapping her anger boiling at how pissy these males were about being hit.

Care you to ask WHY I do not like this?

From the moment an engagement ring found its way to my hand his fists and feet found their way to assault ME and now you whine and grovel for Me to do this to you!!!!

She was shaking angry stressed feeling her sanity slipping away.
 
One of the larger ones that originally asked her in the start. He slowly came up to her and said with a lowered head and kneeling.
"My lady please forgive me as the first of many I hope. I am here to serve you. I want to serve. How can I make this better for you?"
 
She ws shaking still as she watched him warily recoiling slightly as she suddenly felt one of the others reach to take her hand wanting to calm her. Her eyes instantly seemed wild as she stared to see what he said for touching her like that.
 
"i'm sorry my'lady, i didn't mean to offend i just meant to help calm and release the stress from you. I didn't meaen to hurt you by touching you that way." he said.
Marcus said nothing as he was told his pplace while this all tanspired in front of him. He dared not even smile as he knew the consequences of any action might bring more consequences.
 
you... stubborn... self centered...

Her hand lashed out backhanding him as she continued to talk her mind was on auto pilot replaying and showing them in its own frazzled way what er husband had done to her before.

All you think is what you want... what about the life you have been given with Me With all I do and give and offer and show you.

Her hand lashed again striking another one of them her mind gone.
 
The one being struck didn't move. he was shocked more than turned on. As were they all. They couldn't believe she was doing this. They tried to understand.
They looked to Marcus...wondering if he could help them somehow.
Between slaps, he tried to say "My lady, pp--please...., show us your grace and what to do and we'll do it. We'll treat you like the queen you are. We're....I'm sorry. I'm really really sorry."
Marcus heard it all but knew it wasn;'t going to work. She was in control of all of them finally. By the balls she had them. And she wasn't about to let go.
 
Finally the pent up anger burned out of her as she stood there staring at them as if waking from a trance nearly. Looking around blinking before running from the room.
 
All of the big guys went and put away their toys and resumed a orderly existence after that.
Marcus ran almost after her when he saw her run away and found ehr in a corner.
He approached and said quietly
"do you want to talk about anything? Are you ok?"
 
Nightmare it was all just a nightmare... I was Him... It wasn't me.

She just kept repeating it over and over again. Looking to Marcus for sanity as sh always did.
 
Marcus didn't want to say anything but just hold her.
So he did.
He reached out and gently grasped her shoulders to try and pull her into a secure and safe hug.
He didn't want to bring it up that it might possibly be her and not him, but that was for later.
Instead he just kissed her head while he held her.
 
In her mind it was like she had become her now apparently ex husband when he would hit her... and now she had hit at least one of the subs given to her and her mind was petrified of that fact. She just stared blankly feeling him trying to hold and comfort her but all she could to was sit there in shock and confusion.
 
Marcus didn't do anything and just held her. He wasn't about to make her feel any worse so he just gently caressed her hair and contiued to run his hand through her hair. softly giving her a small head massage. "Shhhhhhh...It'll be alright" He said.
Seeing the pale look on her face he really was trying to bring her back without freaking her out more.
 
How... Why... I can't be like him... I can't... Right?

She finally moved to look at him her eyes like a terrified child as she looked to him for answers and to make sanity of this chaos or make it go away.
 
"Well it's not him and you'll never be like him." Marcus reassured."But perhaps it's all the aggression that has been trapped within you for all this time coming out. Which is normal and natural. You are not you're husband, his motives were so different. And so are yours. You have control over all these men My'lady. You don't want them to punish you, you want them to serve you. So you're not him."
 
With all the pain I went through with him how can I... how can I hurt another person?

She stared into his eyes searching for some even remote shred of sanity in all of this... she had hit someone and that was clearly not setting well with her.
 
"But you didn't HURT him. You just hit him. Remember he doesn't mind being hit. Regardless of how you feel about it. You know how they feel about getting hit. It's new to you in terms of hitting someone but normally we've been taught it's bad."
Marcus gently tried to explain it to her but worried he wouldn't get through.
 
She listened trying to process it all.

I did not hurt them

She repeated the statement several times trying to process it.
 
Marcus tried an experiment and hoped it didn't backfire. He gently left and found one of the larger guys and brough him close to her and he knelt right in front of her.
Marcus came close to her and whispered into her ear. "If you hit him again, watch carefully at his reaction and then remember what you felt like when you were treated this way and you'll see a large difference."
 
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