We all make mistakes

Obedience was a necessity, though he understood that this instance had been his fault. That didn’t mean he wanted her to get any ideas. Until/if she learned what she needed to and passed on to a higher rank, she belonged to him. Body and soul. And there were going to be some awkward instances in between that time. “You’ll do fine.” He told her as she suggested getting Ollie. She moved to begin dabbing the cloth to his ribs, and he bit back a wince. He was going to feel every aspect of this tomorrow.

“I’ll try not to make that mistake again.” He conceded, as close as he would get to an apology.

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