Rules

Vent. Something people do to reduce their anger. They take it and concentrate it in one thing. The receiving end of venting is usually crushed and ruined. In pain.

The sole reason why Calista bought Kyle was to vent her anger on him. When her father troubled her, she decided to try it. She wanted to vent her anger and frustration on him.

"What do you mean by that?" Kyle asked taking a lot of steps back. It didn't take a genius to know she wanted to hurt him.

"To be honest, I would like to make you cry and scream so hard that your voice cracks. I want you to beg for forgiveness in tears. However, that's just inhumane," Calista said casually. Her sincere words made him terrified. This insane woman...

"What are you planning to do?" He asked as they were talking about himself.

"You'll see."

She moved even closer, closing the distance between them. He closed his eyes instinctively when she raised her hand, but she didn't hit him. She grabbed his arm and pushed him out the room.

"First, let's go over some rules," she started. "Rule number one, never enter my room without my permission," she closed the bedroom door when she said this. She then proceeded to walk, indicating him to follow. "Rule number two, don't try to escape. Three, always do as I say, and four, don't call me other names apart from master."

She paused, trying to remember anything else. "That's all for now." He almost bumped into her when she stopped walking and turned. "Breaking any of the rules will lead to severe punishment," she added with a smile.

"What kind of punishment?"

"You'll know when you break my rules."

Kyle scoffed. Her empty threats did not scare him! Calista opened a door on her right and entered with him.

It was a huge room, with huge space. It looked like a training room, and that's what it was. In a certain corner, there were training items and a couch in another corner. The rest of the place was empty with a smooth beautiful floor.

Kyle was amazed by the place. This woman seemed to be very rich. "Let's have a fight," Calista said.

He almost laughed. Didn't she know who he was? He could probably kill her with one strike! Without waiting for his response, she passed him some clothes suitable for fighting and led him to a changing room. She too changed her clothes.

Kyle was muttering something under his breath as he got out of the changing room. It was something about the clothes surprisingly being a perfect fit.

Calista was already waiting for him, in a fighting pose.

Without warning, a heavy punch was already directed to his stomach, the pain making him hunch. "That was to make you take this more seriously," she said with a smile, and he did take it seriously.

He directed a punch to her face but she successfully dodged and kicked the back of his left knee. He groaned as another punch landed on his stomach again.

She didn't even let him think, she mercilessly delivered heavy blows as she avoided hitting his face. He had tried defending himself and even hitting her, but she didn't give him the chance.

With every hit came an indescribable pain. Who knew a woman could be so... So ... Dangerous?

"That's enough," his voice came out softly instead of harshly.

"I am not satisfied." Another series of blows followed. Though she was accurate, she didn't cause anything serious. Just pain.

In the end, he was loudly groaning on the floor while she was standing straight above him. "I'm done," she said, her mood heightened.

Kyle pointed a trembling finger at her. "You... You... You..." crazy woman! He didn't say the last words out loud. He still remembered rule number four, which could possibly make her fight him again. Actually, hit him again.

"Me what?" Calista was still smiling as she offered him a hand to stand. He didn't say anything but accepted the hand. When he stood, he could feel the pain and hissed.

"Why?" He managed to ask.

"Didn't I explain it before?"

She had mentioned her father angering her and that she wanted to play with her toy.

"You call this playing?" He almost raised his voice, but the pain stopped him. He didn't want her to do such again.

"Mmmh!" She hummed happily as she led him to his room. Just how crazy was this woman?