Пятьдесят оттенков серого
Chapter 13
“Idon’tneedtoknowanymore.Soyouwon’tsuspendmethen?”
“Notifyoureallydon’twantto.Youcanmakethatahardlimit.”
“Okay.”
“Soobeying,doyouthinkyoucanmanagethat?”
Hestaresatme,hisgazeintense.Thesecondstickby.
“Icouldtry,”Iwhisper.
“Good.”Hesmiles.“Nowterm.Onemonthinsteadofthreeisnotimeatall,especiallyifyouwantaweekendawayfrommeeachmonth.Idon’tthinkI’llbeabletostayawayfromyouforthatlengthoftime.Icanbarelymanageitnow.”Hepauses.
Hecan’tstayawayfromme?What?
“Howaboutonedayoveroneweekendpermonthyougettoyourself—butIgetamidweeknightthatweek?”
“Okay.”
“Andplease,let’stryitforthreemonths.Ifit’snotforyou,thenyoucanwalkawayanytime.”
“Threemonths?”I’mfeelingrailroaded.Itakeanotherlargesipofwineandtreatmyselftoanotheroyster.Icouldlearntolikethese.
“Theownershipthing,that’sjustterminologyandgoesbacktotheprincipleofobeying.It’stogetyouintotherightframeofmind,tounderstandwhereI’mcomingfrom.AndIwantyoutoknowthatassoonasyoucrossmythresholdasmysubmissive,IwilldowhatIliketoyou.Youhavetoacceptthatandwillingly.That’swhyyouhavetotrustme.Iwillfuckyou,anytime,anywayIwant—anywhereIwant.Iwilldisciplineyou,becauseyouwillscrewup.Iwilltrainyoutopleaseme.
“ButIknowyou’venotdonethisbefore.Initially,we’lltakeitslowly,andIwillhelpyou.We’llbuilduptovariousscenarios.
