{George}
I couldn't stop laughing when Triple X told me what punishment he gave Amanda. "So you mean to tell me that you put her in the punishment cabin?"
Triple X nodded.
"And you think that's going to teach her a lesson?" I said.
Triple X rolled his eyes. "Yeah, yeah that's exactly what her father told me."
The punishment is where Triple X would put Branden and I in if we misbehaved. It's pretty much a cabin that one would live in if you're a regular Cadet but with bars on the window. Honestly, I don't think this type of punishment will be enough to teach Amanda a lesson. Knowing her she'll keep challenging Triple X's orders until he decides to divorce her. Of course Triple X he won't back down from a challenge so easily.
"One thing I should mention is don't grant her any more visits to me even if it's supervised," I said. "I'm not five years old and I don't need parental custody."
"I know and I just want to protect you but that's the best way I know how but keeping her away from you," Triple X said. "I don't want to do anything that she can claim that I'm abusive with."
"I see," I said. "But if Amanda keeps challenging your orders I don't think locking her in a room or cabin is going to work anymore. Maybe try filing a petition for supervised punishments? That might work and then she won't be able to claim that you're abusing her after you've been granted the petition."
Triple X looked thoughtful. "I'll⦠Think about it."
"Think of it this way, the more she keeps challenging your orders the more she's looking for a fight. Even though she'll try to blame it on anyone else but her, it won't work," I said.
He shook his head. "How can you be so sure about that? I think she wants me, Branden and Junior out of the way just so she can get to you. She wants you."
"You're right, but remember when you file a petition for supervised punishment there will be an investigation done first. And once the investigation is done then you can do it. And she won't be able to claim you're being abusive," I said. "Didn't you say during the trial that you could teach Amanda how to grow up? There are ways to teach her without laying hands on her. What do we do when Junior gets in trouble?"
"We ground him and if that doesn't work, then we make him do chores or stay up later than usual or something like that," Triple X said.
"Exactly," I said.
"So are you telling me that the next time Amanda challenges my orders I should make her do chores around the house?" Triple X asked.
I shrugged. "Whatever makes the grown-up four year old listen to you."
Triple X snickered at that comment. "Grown-up four year old, that's good one but that might be an insult to Junior because he is four and he's more well behaved than Amanda."
I snorted. "Yeah you might be right about that."
Little did we know that Junior was around the corner listening to our conversation. He would be able to teach Amanda how to grow up a lot better than Triple X ever could.
***
{Amanda}
Once my "punishment" was over (if you want to call being grounded a punishment) I got my room back. I was also able to go back to cheating with Dylan and the other three men that I've been cheating on Triple X with. My favorite one is Dylan and that's because he's able to satisfy me the most when we sleep together.
Triple X is okay in the bed but I think he doesn't put his best foot forward in bed on purpose because he doesn't like me.
Anyway, as soon as I got back to Boot Camp, Dylan saw me and pulled me off to the side.
"I missed you," Dylan said as he started to kiss me. "I heard you got in trouble because of trying to force yourself on one of your exes?"
I sighed and nodded. "Yeah that's it. I know I shouldn't have done that but I couldn't help it! He's such a hottie and he looked so cute while he was sleeping."
Dylan shook his head in dismay. "That was a very naughty thing to do. You're lucky all Congregation Leader Triple X did was ground you."
"How did you know this already?" I asked.
Dylan rolled his eyes. "Oh please everyone's curious about the Class D Cadet who used to be an Elder. And I'm sleeping with you and I just so happen to have connections that can give me information about you."
I groaned. "Why can't everyone mind their own business? Yeah I'm a Class D Cadet, so what?"
Dylan laughed, "That's the whole point my dear. Now, let's stop worrying about that and pick up where we left off, hmm?"
He pulled me into his classroom and no one was there because the students had gone home for the day and locked the door once we got inside. We went behind his desk and he pulled me onto the ground and pulled my pants down. We had sex at least two times but we made sure to be quiet about it because we were still at Boot Camp.
After we had sex I got dressed and snuck out of the classroom and went back home because it was the end of the day.
***
The following week I got myself into trouble again because I noticed Triple X had changed my room to where it's next to the kitchen. I still have a huge bathroom and walk-in closet but I have to go to the kitchen for food now. When I asked Triple X about it, he just rolled his eyes and told me that I was being a big baby and didn't deserve a room that's practically a small apartment. He also said that I could get my apartment sized room back by earning it.
I screamed at him and slapped him. He didn't do anything to defend himself and he wasn't caught off guard by the slap either. It was as if he knew this was how I was going to react.
He gave me an evil smile and shook his head. "Tsk, tsk, that's going to cost you."
I backed up. "What⦠Wh-what do you mean?"
He pointed to the couch. "Sit down."
"Why are you going to take advantage of me or something?" I asked.
He snorted. "No thanks. I only do my duty in order to get you pregnant. Although I'm rethinking about having sex with you and just going the artificial route."
That's when it dawned on me. If I got pregnant after Triple X stops having sex with me then my cheating would get exposed and I didn't want that. So I panicked. "No! Please don't stop having sex me! You're just so good in bed."
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He raised an eyebrow and gave me a look that said he wasn't buying it. "Yeah I'm not buying that shit. Oh and by the way I know you've been cheating on me."
I paused. "What? You knew this whole time and didn't say anything about it?"
He nodded. "Exactly. I'm not going to say anything about it. Remember what I said at the trial that I wasn't going to divorce you even if you cheated on me? I meant it and I'm not going to divorce you until I'm done with you. Now, sit down on the couch or I'll use my powers to make you sit down."
I gulped because with the deadly glare Triple X was giving me he meant business. So I did as I was told. He left the room and returned later with a notebook, a clipboard and a pen.
I tilted my head in confusion. "What's that for?"
"Since you want to act like a four year old by throwing temper tantrums and hitting people just to get your way, I'm going to punish you like a four your old. You will write sentences," Triple X said. "And the sentence will be 'I will not hit my spouse in anger' over one hundred times. And the words 'WILL' and 'NOT' will be capitalized every time. On top of that you will be cleaning the kitchen and the first living room downstairs from top to bottom until it's squeaky clean. However, I'm pretty sure that since your parents favored you so much that you never had to lift a finger for chores. I will have one of the maids teach you how to clean and then I will have them mess the place up again in order for you to clean it on your own."
I blinked and shook my head. "Seriously? You call that a punishment? Please, I can clean the kitchen in my sleep. Piece of cake. And the sentences will be written faster than you can blink."
He rolled his eyes. "Only if you use your powers. You're not allowed to use your abilities. You will write the sentences like a normal person does. And you will clean the kitchen the way the maid instructs you. If you do this punishment with your powers I will know. I have the ability to detect someone's power signature. Junior tried to pull a fast one on me before by doing that. And I made him do it all over again.
"So if you use your powers, I will do the same thing with you."
"But-" I started.
He shook his head. "No but's, this is a punishment, it's not supposed to be easy. Now you sit here and start on your sentences and I will supervise you. Oh and under the last sentence you will sign it, sincerely, Mistress Amanda Dawning."
I opened my mouth to protest and then shut it because I knew that any argument from me at this point would fall on deaf ears. So once Triple X sat down at his desk I started writing.
***
After I finished writing my sentences it was time for me to learn how to clean the kitchen. All of the maids that work for the Organization only have one or two abilities at most so they're practically human so they have to clean it like a normal person without powers.
The maid was nice and her name is Kacey and she showed me how to clean the kitchen and first living room. It took about an hour to do.
Kacey sighed after the cleaning was done. "Well have a good evening Mistress Amanda. I have other places to clean before I turn in for the night."
I paused. "You're not going to mess this place up again for me to clean?"
Kacey shook her head. "Oh no Mistress Amanda, I haven't been given any absurd orders like that. Like I said, have a good evening."
As I watched her leave I said to myself, "Huh I thought for sure-"
Before I could finish my thought Junior ran into the kitchen in his Puma form practically covered in mud. Although his little paw prints were cute I was annoyed because now I had to clean the floor all over again.
"Junior! I just cleaned the floor and now you're tracking mud in!" I exclaimed.
Junior paused. "You cleaned the floor? Why? You're not supposed to do chores⦠Wait a minute you got into trouble didn't you?"
"What, no I felt like cleaning," I lied.
"Question, what ability do you have that makes you look like a grown-up?" Junior asked.
"What! I am a grownup. I'm twenty-five. That's much older than you!" I said.
Junior gave me a pointed look. "Uh-huh I heard Daddy talking to Mr. Triple and he said that you're a grown-up four year old."
"You know it's not nice to eavesdrop," I scolded.
"Yeah and it's not nice to make Daddy miss even more work because you can't obey what Mr. Triple tells you to do," Junior spat. "Anyway, I'm going to get a snack. Oh and I can't wait to see what you burn an egg at breakfast tomorrow."
I paused. "Burn an egg?"
Junior shrugged. "Mr. Triple told me that you would be learning how to cook starting tomorrow. And the easiest thing to cook is scrambled eggs."
Junior went on to grab a premade turkey sandwich from the fridge and a glass of orange juice. He proceeded to sit down at the table and eat like a pig. Then he tossed the crumbs on the floor. When he got up he knocked over the chair accidentally sending the glass of orange juice on the floor. Good thing the glass wasn't glass but plastic. But it was still annoying to see him do that.
At this point he had transformed back into his human form and he still had mud on his shoes. I wanted to tell him to take his shoes off when it dawned on me. It wasn't the maids that Triple X was going to instruct to make a mess of the kitchen and first living room for me to clean all over again, it was Junior that Triple X told to mess things up.
Junior even made sure to track mud all over the carpet in the first living room as he walked around the couch and walked back out of the room to go to his room which was in the opposite direction. It wasn't until after he was getting to leave the first living room that he took off his shoes and carried them with him upstairs.
My right eye twitched in annoyance but I couldn't do anything about this but clean up the mess. Mostly because I knew if I went after Junior then I'd get in trouble again. So I started cleaning and once I was finished I went to my room, took a shower, got dressed and went to bed.
***
Sure enough in the morning the chef came to get me in order to teach me how to cook scrambled eggs.
"Now, this should be easy to learn even for you," the chef said.
He showed me how to cook the eggs but the problem was I kept burning them. After about the fifteenth try the chef shook his head in dismay. "I can't believe how bad these look! Oh well, you'll serve these to Master Triple X, Master Branden, Master George and Young Master Junior. Oh and apparently, your parents are here so you'll serve them too."
"What!" I gasped. I shook my head vigorously. "Oh no, no, no! I couldn't possibly serve these to them! They don't even look edible."
The chef shrugged. "Well too bad, we're out of time and breakfast must be served. At least they'll know what dish you cooked."
I groaned. "Aw man!"
The chef laughed. "You sound like Young Master Junior when he's frustrated. Alright then, let's put these on a plate and get going."
I took my apron off and hung my head in shame as we put the plates on a trolly and the chef wheeled them out the kitchen table where everyone else was waiting. I was surprised to see George there but he was sitting in between Triple X and Branden and Junior was sitting next to Branden with a smug look on his face.
When the chef put the plates on the table he said, "Breakfast is served."
I have no idea how the chef managed to say that with a straight face. After breakfast was served the chef walked away.
My parents looked at the eggs with their jaws dropped.
"How on earth can you let your chef cook such horrible scrambled eggs?" Dad said.
Mom shook her head. "Tsk, tsk these are the worst eggs I have ever seen! Are they even edible? Triple X dear, you should fire your chef."
Branden, George and Junior were trying their best not to laugh because they knew it was me who cooked the eggs.
"Yeah and you should probably report the chef for incompetence at doing his job!" Dad exclaimed.
Triple X looked at me and said with a straight face, "Amanda, I'm sorry dear but you're fired. Since it's Friday I'll give you your last paycheck today."
George, Junior and Branden burst into laughter and Mom and Dad's jaws were dropped so low that they were practically on the table.
When Mom and Dad composed themselves Dad said, "Well no wonder why these eggs look awful! Amanda doesn't know how to cook even if it means to save her life!"
"Was the goal for her to give you food poisoning as a punishment for hitting you?" Mom asked as she looked at Triple X with concern.
The moment Mom said that George, Branden and Junior's laughter stopped and their gazes turned cold. George's gaze was the most intense out of the three and I could feel his powers activating. Branden put a hand on his shoulder and shook his head. That seemed to calm Goerge down a bit and his powers stopped acting up.
"Wait, did Triple X already tell you what happened?" I asked.
Mom shook her head. "We saw a bunch of papers in picture frames with sentences written on them attached to the front door for everyone who walks into the house to see. The sentences said 'I will not hit my spouse in anger.' And since you're only married to Triple X that something happened between you two. Not to mention on the last page it was signed, Sincerely, Mistress Amanda Dawning."
"What!" I gasped. I looked at Triple X. "May I be excused for a moment?"
Triple X nodded. "Sure."
Sure enough, I saw exactly what Mom said. From that moment I knew I had met my match and challenging Triple X's orders was going to be harder than ever. But that's okay I'm ready to play Triple X's game that is until I get pregnant. Once I give him a couple of kids then I'm leaving the Organization.