Saved By The Alpha

Tyra POV

I awake in the morning in bed alone. I am exhausted. I cannot believe how long I slept. I hope daddy wolf is not mad at me for sleeping so long. I get out of bed and go into the bathroom to shower. I need to get dressed and ready for the day.

I go into the bathroom and turn on the water. I get into the shower. I hear something in the bathroom with me. It has to be Austin. I turn to see who is in the bathroom with me. It is Austin.

“You slept late, sweetie,” Austin says.

“Yes, sir, I guess I was tired,” I answer him.

“If you want to eat breakfast, you have to be up by nine. There is no reason for you to sleep this late. Do not do it again. It is in the manual: your bedtime, wake-up time, and your eating schedule. Please follow my rules,” Austin says.

“Yes, sir, it will not happen again. I promise,” I say to him.

He makes a loud growling noise and walks out of the bathroom. I cannot help it. I was tired. Yesterday was exhausting. He will just have to get over it this time. I will do my best to follow his schedule. It cannot be that hard. I will study the manual more after I dress for the day.

I get out of the shower. Austin has placed my clothes in the bathroom. I dry off and begin to dry my hair wrapped in a towel. Austin comes back to see if I have dressed yet.

“You need to put on your clothes. What if someone sees you?” Austin begins fussing at me.

“I will as soon as I finish drying my hair. I don’t want to get my clothes wet,” I answer him.

Austin grabs my towel and hits my bare bottom. “Put on your clothes,” Austin yells at me.

“Yes, sir,” I say meekly. I take the panties off the sink, slip them on, and then slip the blue sundress over my head.

“That is better. I told you, and I believe I was very clear that no one is to see your body but me,” Austin says.

“I understand, sir,” I say.

“What are you planning to do today?” Austin asks me.

“I am planning to study the manual,” I say.

“Good girl. Don’t forget you still need to open your phone and charge it. I need to be able to reach you at all times if I am not home,” Austin says.

“Yes, sir,” I say.

“I have some things to do. I will be back later. My Alpha will be here tonight for dinner. I expect you to be obedient and not give me any problems tonight,” Austin says.

“Yes, sir,” I say.

Austin leaves me to finish my hair. I want to cry right now. I knew this would be hard, and I want it to work. I signed a contract to give him everything, and now I have to face my commitment. I can do this. He is only testing me. I have to prove that I am obedient in every way he needs me to be. Indeed, he will calm down after being with him for a while, and he knows that I am obedient. I wonder why the other ladies left.

I go back into the bedroom. I take the box containing my phone and open it. I take the charger and phone out so I can charge the phone. I do not want to know how mad he would be if I miss a call from him.

I sit down at the desk and begin reading the manual. Some of the rules are ridiculous. I want to be thorough, so I read every line. I notice stars beside the rules. Each star is a different color with a number on the star. I look at the bottom of the page. It is a page number reference. I turn to the page number indicated by the star. It is a punishment list. I begin to read over the punishments; spanking, rough sex, anal plug, collaring, candle wax. I stop reading the disciplines. I do not plan ever to have to deal with any of this. I will be a good little for daddy.

I sit back in the chair to take in what I have read. I feel like someone is watching me. I look over to see Austin. “Something is bothering you, my precious,” daddy says.

“No, I am fine,” I answer.

Daddy places a notebook and a pen on the table in front of me. “Good, I want you to write sentences for me while I am gone today,” Daddy says.

“Sentences?” I ask.

“Yes, it is in the punishments you were just reading,” Daddy says.

“What did I do?” I ask.

“You were uncovered. Your body was exposed,” Daddy says.

“I was in the bathroom. I cannot shower in my clothes,” I protest.

“Stand up,” Daddy says firmly.

I stand up. “I thought you were going to be perfectly obedient for me, Tyra,” daddy says.

“I am obedient, sir,” I say.

“It doesn’t seem like it right now,” Daddy says.

Daddy takes my dress and raises it to my waist. He slides my panties down to my thigh. My ass is exposed to him. “Bend over the desk,” daddy says.

I want to cry, but I will be strong. I can learn to be good, and I know he only wants me to learn to be good for him. I bend over the desk—the huge manual beneath me. I hear daddy remove his belt. “Do not move!” daddy yells at me.

Daddy begins to hit me with the belt. He strikes me three times very hard on my bare ass. My knees buckle from the pain. “Now, sit down and write my body belongs to daddy until the notebook is full,” daddy says.

I sit down and open the notebook. I take the pen and begin writing precisely as he told me. He watches me for a few minutes then kisses me on top of the head. “I will be back to check on you very soon,” daddy says.