I look at my skirt and white blouse the puffed sleeves have wrinkles, I forgot to iron.
"Great Anna! Just great!"
I mentally groan at my forgetfulness. After brushing my hair. I look at Olivia, still sleeping,curled up in her blanket.
Olivia is my only and best friend. She is bubbly and sweet. I love how she can turn any situation light and funny.

She is a little. She got paired. I think everyone got paired. I let out a sigh. I wonder if I will ever be able to get paired. I don't understand what's wrong with me. Why can't I find anyone appealing.
I turn my gaze towards the School of Dominants. Faint orange lights seeping through huge grey metallic gate. It's a huge school. Bigger than ours. I wish I will get to see it from inside someday.

"Morninnggggg Anna! Are you dressed already?"

I let out a chuckle at her childish behaviour.
"Yes Olivia, I am going down to the hall. Headmaster Alexander has scheduled my pairing today "

"Hey Anna, just remember to be yourself. Don't try to fit into something you're not for any dom"

I smile and nod my head. And turn my way out of the door. I look at the empty corridor. No janitors or students. I walk down the marble floor quietly. I want to stand and observe these ancient paintings on the walls but I have to hurry and reach the hall. I walk a bit quickly for next minute and reach the hall.

"Good morning Anna. Come inside"
I make my way inside the hall. There's only me and Mistress Evelyn. As I enter she stands up from her chair and makes her way towards the door.

"I'll let the doms enter one by one now."
She goes out closing the door behind her. I relax my breathe and kneel down with my hands clasped on my lap. I keep my head bowed.

After what it feels like a minute I hear the door behind creak open. My body tensed. I try to look at my posture through my eyelashes.
I feel someone walk up and past me and upto to the chair infront of me and sit.
"Annabeth. Right?"
His voice is smooth. Firm.
Somehow it compels me to answer. As if I want to answer it.

"Yes sir"
I say it slowly. Nearly whispering.

"I am william"
"I am here to be your dom for the pairing "
He states in the same firm voice and shifts his position. He stood up and walked near me. And placed his hands on my hair. Slowly caressing my hair and scalp.
I could die for this hand. He is doing it exactly the way headmaster Alexander.
I melt into his hands instantly and lean onto his leg. He keeps kneading my scalp for few seconds, then withdraws his hand.
I let out a small groan, barely audible but I fear he noticed.
He sits on the chair which his one leg on other.

"Look at me"
I lift my head slowly to meet his eyes.
Deep brown eyes. Sharp features. Olive skin.
He looks like God paid special attention which creating him.

"You should always keep your eyes on me while we are talking "
I nod my head.
"Words Annabeth"

His voice again so compelling. I open my mouth immediately.

"Yes sir"

"So, what are you Annabeth?"
What am I.

"Sorry?" I asked in a puzzled tone.
"I mean, what are you? Little, slave, pet?"

I scrunch at the sound of pet.
"Oh don't like the idea of being a pet?"
He looked amused.
"I'd have taken it as you'll make a good pet from the way you responded to my hand in your hair"
His amused voice sounds cute.

I open my mouth to speak something but then shut it.

"It's okay you can talk"
" I don't like fetch play sir"
I don't know why I feel embarrassed saying it.

"Hmmm. Okay. What about a slave? You respond to commands pretty well."

I shake my head quickly.

"Why? Are you scared of something?

"I don't want to be harmed for no reason sir"
My voice trembles at the thought of being abused.

"But a dominant has absolute rights to treat his submissive his preferred way"
He voice seems curious for my response to his statement. But I want to keep listening to forever. I bite my lip.

"I..I don't want to be abused sir"

"Oh you won't be abused Annabeth. An abusive dominant is a bad dominant "
He brushes his knuckles on my cheek.
His touch is making me melt like ice.

"Okay. I heard about you and Luke.
He wanted you to be little and you didn't like crayons"

I shake my head.
"No sir."

He nods his head.
He is so perfect. His looks. His aura.
Why is he still unpaired.
I open my mouth to ask it. But I close it slowly. Hoping he wouldn't have noticed.

"You can ask if there's something in your mind"

My eyes widen that he saw it.
His observation. God.

"Opting to not answer?"

I open my mouth again. "I..I" I want to speak but nothing comes out.
I shake my head in a no.

"I have a different taste Annabeth. That is why I am still unpaired. If that's what you're thinking."

I just keep looking at him in astonishment.

"Are you a masochist Annabeth?"

Was I?

I don't dislike pain. But I don't want to be harshly hit all the time.

"Opting not to answer?"
His controlling voice made me come out of my thoughts.

"I think so"
"Sir"
I mentally slap myself for a slip already.

"Tsk..tsk slipping like littles, why do you think you are masochist Annabeth?"

'I..I" I stutter. "I don't..don't "
That's an awful lot of stuttering.
Again
"Why do you think you are masochist Annabeth?"

His voice is demanding this time.
"I don't dislike pain sir. Like during punishments..I.. I"

"Alright"
" so a masochist with pet and little tendencies who doesn't want to be a slave because she is scared of being abused"

I chuckle under his observation but I make sure to not show it.

He stands and his hands found their way back to my hair. He starts caressing my hair again.
I let out a gasp.
He knows how to do it.
Just perfectly.

"I'd love to find out more about you and figure out what kind of submissive you are"

He takes his hand away and stands infront of me.

"So Anna, have you made a decision or you want to see what other doms out there have to offer you?"

I want him. I feel like submitting to him.
Following him.
I nod my head.

"Words Annabeth", his stern voice floods in my head.

"I..I want you"

His mouth curves into a slight smirk.
He walks to the door. Opens it and talks to someone.

"Hurry before, she changes her mind again"