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he finishes.
I feel his weight over me suffocating, agonizing. “What did you think, Calista?
That after I raped you, we would cuddle like a couple in love?”
    His words are
like swords that tear my heart apart. Also, my pride and my self- respect. I
turn my head around sobbing. He grasps my face and forces me to look at him.
    “Listen to me!”
he yells. “You are not here to have fun. What did you think? That this was
going to be a camping vacation? You are here because you are looking for
something. And you will not find it by having fun.”
    We remain like
this looking at each other, I don’t know for how long. He stares at my lips as
if he wants to kiss me, but he is unsure. Eventually, he gets up.
    “I won’t be away
for long,” he says and before leaving the hut he turns into a wolf. All I can
think of is how to escape.
    I try to free
myself of the ropes, but nothing. He has tied me securely. I hate this. I hate
that I can’t move. Second time in one morning. Why did I do this? Why did I
hand over all control to another person?
     No, Calista…It wasn’t to another person. It was to a wolf. I mean, who does this? I must be out of my mind. Oh, I wish I could
turn back time and never leave my house. Pick one of those handsome, rich men
and move on with my life. Why am I always looking for trouble?
    He was right. He
wasn’t gone for a long time. He returned having transformed into a man again.
He is holding a dead animal. I think it is a rabbit. He must have caught it
while hunting as a wolf. That poor animal.
    He leaves the
rabbit on the table heartlessly and comes to me.
    “How are you?”
he asks me.
    “Angry.”
    “Why?” He
reaches my hands and starts untying them.
    “Do you even
have to ask? You left me here tied up.”
    “Didn’t I keep
my promise? Didn’t I come back soon?”
    “Yes,” I mutter
defeated.
    He takes me in
his arms and looks at me.
    “Do you know how
to cook?”
    “What? No. Of
course not.”
    “I thought you
wouldn’t. We have to eat though. And since you are here, I can’t eat as a wolf
on my own. You will have to cook it.”
    I look around to
see if there is someone else, although I know we are alone. However, I can’t
believe for one second he is talking to me.
    “Me?” I ask finally.
    “Yes, you. I
know you are from a noble family and you probably had everything ready by
servants, but here you will have to do everything.”
    My jaw drops. He
is kidding. There is no way I’m touching that dead animal.
    He takes my hand
and pulls me to get up.
    “Come on, I’ll
show you how to cook. It’s not difficult.”
    But I resist and
sit on the bed again.
    “No.”
    “No?”
    “I am not your
servant. I did not come here to cook for you or satisfy you.”
    He smirks.
    “I think that
from the moment you accepted that you wouldn’t deny me anything, you became my
servant, didn’t you?”
    “No, I didn’t!
How dare you? Do you know who I am?” I am mad as hell. I will not succumb to
this. He is paranoid if he thinks I will obey.
    His look darkens
and he heaves me against his chest forcing me to look at him.
    “What I do know
is that you are disrespectful and disobedient. And that is something that we
have to change, don’t we?”
    “What…what…do
you mean?”
    “When you were a
little girl and you disobeyed your parents, weren’t you punished?”
    Punished? Just
yelled at. But in the end they always let me do whatever I wanted to.
    “No…”
    “Well, that
explains a lot,” he says and I can discern a glimmer of satisfaction in his
eyes, “You have to learn that when you don’t obey and you are being rude there
are consequences.”
    He grabs me
forcefully and places the top part of my body over his knees. He presses my
neck with all the weight of his hand, immobilizing me.
    “No! Let me go!
What are you doing?” I scream and jolt my legs fiercely.
    And then I feel
it. His palm falls hard on my butt. I gasp. He is punishing me…Just like little
children