Maureen's Choice (19 page)

She was delighted, then, when Eileen phoned to invite her to spend a week at Big Daddy’s estate so that she could see the baby before he was adopted. Travis owed his job to Big Daddy so he couldn’t object. Before she got off the phone, Eileen said, “Big Daddy wants to talk to you. He’s in his office. I’ll switch you over to him.”

Maureen felt the familiar tingle of excitement as soon as she heard his voice. “I understand you have been keeping yourself in shape,” he began.

“Yes, I’m a trainer in a gym so I’m probably in better shape than I’ve ever been.”

“How is it with you and Travis?”

“It’s fine,” she paused. “Fine,” she repeated.

“Do you ever think about General Suka?”

The question caught her by surprise. “Well I…” she knew better than to try to lie to him. “Yes, sometimes.”

“I had a long conversation with him last week. I told him you were coming down here to visit your sister.” He waited for her to respond. When she didn’t, he continued, “He calls you his little white bitch. You seem to have made an impression on him.”

“I’ve tried to forget that week,” Maureen said lamely.

“The General wants you,” he said.

A wave of fear swept over her. She found it difficult to speak. Big Daddy waited. Trying to keep her voice from trembling, she said, “No, you wouldn’t do that again. I mean drug me and send me back. If that’s what you’re planning, I’m not coming down.”

“Believe me, my dear, if the General wished to he could have you taken at any time. He doesn’t need me for that. I understand you witnessed his interview with several new prospects who were to be sold.”

“Yes, I did.”

“He wants you to choose to belong to him. If you choose not to, that will be the end of it. The General is a hard man, but I’ve never known him to go back on his word.” Before she could respond he went on, “Take some time to think about it. Say nothing to Travis. Should you decided to become the General’s little white bitch it will be permanent. There will be no coming back to Travis and your life here. I’m to get in touch with the General tomorrow afternoon and tell him to either send his jet here to Miami for you or not send it. I’ll phone you at noon for your answer.” He hung up before she could say anything.

She spent a sleepless night, tossing and turning. Travis was in a bad mood when he got up. “Goddamn it, Maureen, you kept me awake half the fucking night,” he complained. She reminded him she was going down to Florida to spend a week with Eileen. “Good,” he said. “Maybe a week away from each other will be good for us.” He left for work without kissing her.

The General’s words came back to her; “abject servitude, absolute obedience.” She recalled the collar and leash and how she would press her face against the mattress and wait for him to mount her. She remembered Nancy and Buru and the whip.

At exactly noon the phone rang. She picked up the receiver. “Big Daddy?” she asked.

“Yes,” he said.

“Please ask my Master to send his jet for me.”

End

Also by Charles Arnold:

Lisa, Her Initiation

Lisa, Her Education

The Sweet Wife

The Sweet Wife, Book II

The Penitent

The Penitent II: The Facility

The Penitent III: The Marriage

The Penitent IV: Inner Circle

The Warden’s Woman

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