67

67. Owned by Him II.

~Pamela

"Walk with me," Stephan ordered me as he made his way out of the dining room. My legs followed in response as apprehension flowed through me. I was at a loss for words and could not even bring myself to imagine what he was going to do to me.

I walked meekly beside him as we both headed for the stairs in silence. I fought the urge to make a run for it but where could I run to? Who could I run to?

"You forced my hand Pamela, remember that," He told me with a kind of finality that made me shudder in expectancy of what was to come. The house seemed empty except for the both of us.

I tried to even my breath as I climbed the stairs with him. He was right about me forcing his hand but it was not my fault. Whenever I was around him, smart decisions evaded me and he knew this.

We got to the room and he shut the door behind the both of us. I had no clue about what he was going to start with as I stood awkwardly in the middle of the room. He walked to the so