Chapter 41: Sassiness

Karas POV
I was sitting on his desk, trying to adjust myself and stuffing my boobs back in my bra while he fumbled around with some paperwork. I could see that his hard-on was going down as he talked about the fight coming up. He was right. I was nowhere near ready for it. I was scared and now very sexually frustrated. I had hoped that he would have just bent over the desk and fuck me. But he stopped and started to talk about the fight.
I tried to regain my composure enough to go to work. I did have to work tonight. I was just kidnapped and forced to talk about something I did not want to talk about. I was scared and did not want to participate in the match. But from the way David was talking about how dangerous these people were, I had to even if I got killed. He said we needed to train every day. I would do that by working and going to college.
On top of everything, I am very sexually frustrated now. I was so close to climaxing when he stopped. I wanted him to continue. I jumped off the desk.
" I need to go to work," I stated.
" You are not going anywhere except to my house and bed," he stated.
" What the hell are you talking about?" I shouted at him.
"You heard me, young lady," he replied.
Great, now I'm really being held hostage. But considering by whom, I did not mind. I sat down in the chair with a plop, which stung, considering the chair had no padding. Little did I know that I would be regretting it later. I was not expecting that. I knew he had told Marcus I would go home with him, but I assumed it was after work. But not now. I needed to go to work.
"I'm not going to your house right now; I have to go to work," I yelled again.
" Young lady, you are just going to make it worse for yourself if you keep yelling at me," he replied.
What the hell did he mean by that? I'm going to make it worse for myself if I keep yelling at him. I will show him that nobody controls me. I am an independent woman. While he gathered his stuff in the office, I quietly walked to the door. When I reached it, I tried to open it. It was unlocked, great, I thought to myself. Now, I can quietly slip out and leave. I looked behind me and did not see him.
I then opened the door and ran straight into a firm body. I tried to turn around and run back into the dojo. I would lock the door and pull the fire alarm, and then he would be forced to let me leave. Yes, I needed some relief from sexual tension, but he pissed me off again by telling me what I was going to do.
" As I said, you are making it worse for yourself," he stated.
" Now, young lady, I told you that you are not going to work," he stated.
I looked up it was David. How did he do that? I was not aware of any door in the back of the dojo. He picked me up, threw me over his shoulder, and hauled me to his car. He opened the passenger door and dropped me on the passenger seat. I glared at him. He chuckled and slammed the door. When I tried to open it, I could not. There was no way he locked it that quickly. I tried unlocking it, but it still would not open. He must have put the child safety lock on it. I sat back, crossed my arms across my chest, and huffed.
I gave up trying to get out of the car. I figured he had put the child safety locks on all the doors, so it was no use trying to get out. He then got in the car and had a smirk on his face. I raised my hand to slap him, but he caught it in midair.
" Someone is feisty," he stated.
" I will get you calmed down before the night is out," he stated.
Again, that sounded like a threat, but not a scary threat. It was more of a wait-and-see threat, which was kind of exciting. It was turning me on. We arrived at his house. He finally got out and let me out of the car. I stormed past him and straight to his front door. Nellie had the door open. I could not slam the door in his face like I wanted to, so I stormed past her and into the living room and plopped down on a couch.
David then followed me into the living room. He grabbed me by the arm and threw me over his shoulders again. Then we went to his bedroom. I squealed when he unceremoniously dumped me on his bed.
" I want you to go take a shower and shave your legs—your armpits and between your legs," he said.
The nerve that he had to order me around like I was a slave or something. What is wrong with him? He is supposed to be my boyfriend. Not acting like an asshole. I crossed my arms across my chest, daring him to make me take a shower. He chuckled and got a wicked look on his face. I then quickly stood up and ran to his bathroom. I shut the door and locked it. I sat on the toilet and started thinking about what the hell I got myself into.
I finally decided a warm shower would be appreciated. I turned the shower head on and adjusted the water. I got it to the right temperature and then got in the shower. I was enjoying the water running over my body when there was a knock on the door.
" Kara baby, hurry up," he shouted.
He was acting like an ass, so I was going to make him wait for as long as the hot water held out. Shortly after that, I shaved everything he wanted me to shave. I washed my body with Irish spring body wash. If I were to take showers here, I would have him get me some body wash for a female. The Irish spring soap was lovely but more manly than girlie.
After getting out of the shower, I noticed that my clothes had been removed, and in their place was my GI. I laughed to myself, thinking he was crazy that he would have me go through all that trouble to put on a GI. There was a note on top of it.
After you have finished showering, put these on. I expect you to be on your knees.
On the pillow on the floor in the middle of the room. You will have ten minutes.
To get ready and wait.
Who the hell did he think he was? I'm not going to wear that, and I'm definitely not going to put my knees on a pillow and wait for him. He was weird and creepy. I knew he was older than me, but this was beyond me. I sat on the floor of the bathroom for what felt like forever.