I feel tears burn my eyes. My mouth speaks even though I know this is wrong. I want to scream at him, yet the force of his command smashes against me like waves, hitting rocks on the beach, violent and relentless, and I know whatever he asks of me, I will not be able to deny him. My entire body shakes as the words leave my lips hypnotically, and I feel like I am placed on auto pilot as I say them, not even recognizing my own voice.
“I will not leave the house unless you say so; I will obey your every command.” As soon as the words leave my lips, I feel my free will leave me in a rush, and my shoulders sag, defeated. How ridiculously easy it is for him to take my freedom from me; not that I had much to begin with. I suppose I should be used to being someone’s toy; I am his puppet on strings he gets to pull.
Thaddeus, seeming satisfied, lets my face go. “Now sit here until I say you can come out,” he tells me and turns on his heel to walk away, leaving me shaken. I feel betrayed by Orion for just walking away, allowing this, and where is Ryland? Does he agree too?
My legs buckle underneath me, and I hit the floor, not even feeling the impact. I feel nothing but hollow. I don’t know how long I am stuck on the floor. I want to get up, but I can’t because he told me to sit here; my body fails to do anything I need it to do. I need to pee, my bladder is screaming at me, and I am starting to worry he will leave me here to wet myself and degrade me even more.
I let out a breath of relief when I see him walk into the bedroom. His eyes dart to me on the floor.
“Get up and come downstairs,” he tells me.
My legs and back are killing me, and I hop up, glancing toward the bathroom, but he has already turned and left. I chase after him, calling out to him, but he ignores me, and I can’t stop following his order. I follow him all the way to the living room. I stand there awkwardly, moving from one foot to the other.
“What’s wrong with you?”
“I need to pee,” I tell him, and he smiles. Orion and Ryland walk out of the kitchen.
“Then go,” Thaddeus says. and I let out a breath. However, as I turn around, his voice stops me. “Did I say you could go anywhere?” I turn back around, confused by what he means. A cruel smile slips on his face.
“Thaddeus, that is cruel; don’t you dare,” Orion snaps at him.
“She will learn not to disobey us.”
“Thaddeus, she is our mate. Just let her go to the bathroom; she can’t leave the house,” Ryland growls at him.
He won’t, will he? Nobody should be so cruel to deny someone to use the bathroom.
“Evelyn needs to learn there are consequences to her actions. What a perfect way to make sure she never forgets.” His words make my face fall, and I try to turn around to head to the bathroom just to be met with the same end as previously. “Stay where you are!” Thaddeus snaps, and I freeze, my blood runs cold and my entire body tenses at his command.
“What?” I squeak, horrified; my bladder is on the verge of bursting. I shouldn’t have drunk so much water at the park, but it was hot.
“Thaddeus!” Orion screams, marching toward him, but he is too late.
Thaddeus’ words compel me to do as I am told. “Wet yourself.”
Evelyn
Orion freezes at his words, and I can’t stop myself. I can’t do anything but what he tells me. Ryland’s angry growl echoes through the entire place.
My pants become saturated, and never have I ever been so humiliated. It is worse than when I got my first period at school in front of the entire class when I was thirteen when I stood up and the boy next to me pointed out that I had blood on the back of my pants. I thought that was humiliating and considered it at the time to be the most embarrassing thing to ever happen to me.
This is worse because I have never wet myself in front of anyone. I was a kid then, not an adult. This is worse because I am grown, and he is doing this to shame me, showing exactly how much control he has over me. This is worse because he is my mate and put me on display to hurt me.
This is no accident; this is shame as I feel my legs become wet and my face burns red with embarrassment. I can’t watch his evil smirk or the pity in Ryland and Orion’s eyes; I place my hands over my face to shield myself from embarrassment. This isn’t punishment; this is cruel.
I hear Ryland gasp, and I burst into tears, sobs wrack my entire body, and all I want to do is run away from their watchful eyes. Yet, I can’t move my feet like they are rooted to the floor. I can’t believe he just made me do that.
“You sadistic prick!” Ryland growls at him.
Orion comes over, I know it is him by the cold hands, trying to pry my hands away from my face.
“Please don’t touch me,” I sob, pulling away from his touch.
As soon as Orion moves his hands away, I hear Thaddeus’ voice. “You can go,” he says so calmly, with no hint of remorse in his voice.
I take off running upstairs to the bathroom, not even looking back. Tears are still flowing as I peel my clothes off and hop in the shower, scrubbing myself with the soap. I can hear them fighting downstairs, hear their raised voices, when the whole place goes eerily silent, and I hear a door slam.
A few minutes later, Orion walks into the bathroom. “He shouldn’t have done that to you,” he says, reaching down to pick up my clothes from the floor.
“Leave them!” I scream at him.
“Evelyn, I…”
“Get out! Just get out, Orion!” I scream at him.
He allowed this; he allowed Thaddeus to compel me, knew what he would do, and just walked away from me. Orion hesitates until I hear him mutter something under his breath and he finally walks out. Building up some courage, I quickly get dressed and scoop up my clothes with the towel.