Let me lay down the law Ch. 22 + 23

Chapter 22 – The art of breaking a person

Breaking a person is not the hard part. It’s building them up the way you want them that takes skill. Hurt somebody enough and what you get is a shell just sitting around or lying around, breathing but not alive. But nobody wants that.

To make a person yours, to fully control them you have to do the impossible, you have to be best friend and worst nightmare at the same time. You have to be so scary that they have to trust you. You have to be evil enough to be their savior. You have to convince them that all you do is their fault and that you are actually the good guy, while doing things which are anything but good.

I woke up early the next morning. Noel was sleeping and I took a blanket and covered up her naked body. I dressed and then I went to the kitchen and started preparing breakfast. I made scrambled eggs and toast. Then I had Keiko go and wake up Noel. I told her to be as gentle and soft about it as possible so as not to scare Noel (which was also the reason I did not wake her up myself.

When Noel was awake I asked her nicely to go and take a shower so we could have breakfast together.

She did not trust me the least bit but she figured that breakfast and a shower were better than getting me angry so she went. After 15 minutes she came back naked.

“Noel, if you want to stay naked I sure won’t complain but if you want to you can put on the bathrobe.”

She looked at me as if she did not recognize me but went for the bathrobe and pulled it around her body until it was doubled in the front. She wanted as much protection against me as possible.

“I have to apologize for yesterday night. I got carried away and I am sorry. It’s just that I…no, there is no excuse, no explanation. I am sorry.”

I started eating and saw her extending her hand for the fork.

“No, there is no excuse but at least I want to explain. May I?”

She nodded still looking down at the table. She was afraid to look me in the eyes, a natural instinct because most predators get provoked by eye contact.

“I got carried away. In the beginning I just wanted a blowjob but you weren’t good at it. I know, you have never done it and I should have not expected much but when you exaggerated that first choking I felt like you wanted to betray me out of our agreement. You know when I promised you not to force you to anything after Monday noon and you agreed to cooperate?”

She nodded.

“Well, I got the feeling like you wanted to best me. Pretend to be choking when I knew you could take more, pretend to have headaches…that sort of thing.”

I was silent for a moment, giving her time to think. She wanted to believe me because if I was telling the truth then I was not some monster but somebody who was rational.