Disobedience Will Not Be Tolerated ⛓️‍💥🧎🏼‍♂️

“You wanted to see me Captain?” you ask as you stand in Price’s doorway.

Price got up from behind his desk and walked over to you, grabbing you by the collar, throwing you into his office and slamming the door, immediately locking it and closing the blinds.

“Get down on your knees, now!” Price boomed out in his deep voice. He stood looming over you as you slowly sank to your knees, your body beginning to involuntarily shake and your eyes staring at the floor.

Price moved so he was standing squarely in front of you, his zipper exactly at eye level with you.

“Look at me!” Price growls, and grabs your chin, forcing your head up so your eyes met his, your neck craning up.

“Who is he? Hm? Who is this?” Price shoves a picture of you and your male friend in your face…you frantically look at the picture trying to figure out how he got this picture. Did he take it? Was he following you? Was he having you followed?

“He’s just a friend, we were just having lunch, I hadn’t seen him in a couple years and he’s stationed near by so we just caught up that’s all” your voice is shaking as you look at Price’s reddened face, the anger clearly showing itself.

“You don’t have friends, remember? You only have me now! Why do I have to keep reminding you of that?” Price says through gritted teeth.

“Get up, go back to your quarters and wait there for me, do you understand? I will decide what your punishment will be, is that clear?” Price grabs your chin again and thrusts your head back. “And stop shaking, it’s pathetic!” he booms out as he watches you scramble to your feet and fumble to unlock the door.

You turn around and smirk at him as you walk out, knowing tonight will be a marathon and not a sprint.