Creating Control

Obedience

Chapter 3~ Obedience

 "Jasper. I wish to talk to you."

I froze.

With my aroused state--because of adrenaline!--my body was shaking so much it was hard to will myself to stand up and walk. I took a shaking deep breath, willing myself to calm down. From his desk, I felt Mr. Faber's gaze burning into my back. Again I began to feel the panic rise. What if he thought I was doing this on purpose? My eyes widened in fear of that thought.

"Jasper. Come here."

He spoke with such dominance in his voice that I could do nothing but obey. It was as if the command overcame my panic, and I walked towards Mr. Faber on still slightly shaking legs. There was something about his voice, something softer and gentler than just hardcore dominance. I knew his gaze was on me the whole time I walked from my desk to his. When I reached his desk, I almost knelt down, but I caught myself before I did.

Keeping my head down, I whispered, "Yes, Sir?"

"How do you feel, Jasper?" Mr. Faber asked, his voice soft and light yet still full of dominance. "It seemed like a lot happened today, yes?"

I nodded.

"I can't hear a nod, Jasper. Verbal answer," his voice hardened at the command.

"Yes, sir, a lot happened today," I whispered, only loud enough so he could hear me.

"What happened today, Jasper?" Mr. Faber asked, his voice soft again as he pushed slightly.

"I... I-I don't kn-know, s-s-sir," I stumbled across my words, trying to even make a coherent thought through the ever rising panic.

"Calm down, Jasper," Mr. Faber commanded softly.

"Y-yes, s-s-sir," I mumbled, but my panic seemed to only increase.

With the overwhelming panic, I started to feel dizzy and my chest hurt. It felt like my heart was trying to beat itself out of my chest and run away. That's what I wanted to do--run away--yet I also wanted to be in his arms. The pain and dizziness forced me to fall to my knees, and I held my head in my hands. I could feel tears falling down my cheeks, and it was like I could hear them hitting the floor. My head pounded, and my breathing was erratic. I could feel my lips moving, but I couldn't hear what I was saying.

Suddenly, I felt arms wrap around me, and I was pulled into someone's lap. The person slowly rocked back and forth while running their hand through my hair. A soft whisper was gently spoken into my ear as well. My head was laid on their chest, and I could hear their heartbeat. My breathing slowly began to shorten, following the breathes of the person, and my heartbeat slowed to follow as well. Finally, my panic decreased to the point that I realized whose lap I was sitting on.

Slowly, I looked up to see the worry and relief in Mr. Faber's eyes as my panic was finally controllable. I looked at him, taking in his appearance. His light honey colored hair was messy, and his piercing hazel eyes were filled with so many emotions that they seemed to glow. I saw the worry and relief in his eyes, but as I looked longer, I could have sworn I saw desire and lust. Realizing what I was doing, I quickly glanced down, breaking eyes contact. I quickly got off Mr. Faber's lap and sat on my knees in front of him, still keeping my gaze down. My thoughts angrily yelled at me for being so disobedient and looking at him without permission.

"Jasper. Look at me."

I shook my head quickly, not thinking about what I had actually been doing. My mind was still erratic and racing through my thoughts, telling me don't look at him.