Chapter Thirty Seven

Ruthie POV

Ding.

I looked at my phone seeing Ivan's name pop up on the screen.

“I will be walking into our bedroom in 5 minutes. And here’s what I will see:

You will be waiting for me on your knees, completely naked, eyes down, exactly three steps in from the door. Your hair will be pulled up in a ponytail. I want you to be holding out the remote control for a vibrator of your choice. Get it on and in you. If none are charged, you will be punished. All our new toys will be neatly spread out on the bed, organized from smallest to largest. You will not make one sound until I say you can.”

Five minutes?! Was he insane?

“There will be one punishment for each thing not completed. Do you understand?”

“Yes sir.”

“Five minutes. Go.”

I ripped off my clothes and threw them into the laundry basket. Our box of supplies was in the closet and I dragged it out, dumping it on the bed. Smallest to largest, I chanted to myself trying to make it as neat as I could, every once and a while nervou