His hands were tight around my neck, my eyes closed as i feel something spreading across my buttocks, the feeling of lust and undesirable friction, gasping for air, the cuffs on my wrist tighten the more i struggled. "Yes!" I moaned out. "Yes, please." My eyes flickered open when i noticed i was not in the dungeon, i was in my office. I looked up seeing my co-workers looking at me with confusion. "Did i say something?" I asked, "Or something?" They all shook their heads quickly, knowing i will snap at them like a twig. My mouth was dry and so was my hands. White knuckling the the contract of Withers and Seth was not a good idea while i fantasied about my soon to be, doing whatever he wants me to do. "You may go." I whispered, my voice rough from screaming in my fantasy. They all nodded and left the room making me groan harder. I turned to the clock and a cat grin spreads across my face. "Two hours to go."

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Two hours later.

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I walked into the shadow house, it was quiet. Pure darkness in the hallways. "Hello?" I called out. "Someone here?" isn't it a hoe' down tonight where the dominants treats the submissive's to some play time? I shook it off, removing my waist coat and jacket. "Hello?" I called out again. I walked to the edge of the stair case seeing a pink note, furrowing my brow i opened it to reveal a key and four words. "Follow the black roses?" I asked myself. Looking down i noticed the roses on the wooden floor.

"Huh." i followed, my hand tracing along the wall and paintings, stepping down another stair case my breathing increasing instantly till the roses stopped at one black door. I opened and my heart skipped a few beats. "Hi." I whispered.

Andrew looked up from the whip he was holding in the palm of his hand. "Hello Maxine." He said softly. "How was work?"

Biting the inside of my cheek i nodded. "Good. How was work?" I reversed the question.

"Good." He nodded, imitating my tone and movement. I felt like an animal, and animals don’t know sin, do they? "I had a feeling that Pandora's box contained the mysteries of woman's sensuality, so different from a man's and for which man's language was so inadequate. The language of sex had yet to be invented. The language of the senses was yet to be explored.”He waved his hand absently.

I bit my lip and turned around facing the wall. Looking down to my ring i removed it, placing it on the steel drawer next to me. Kicking of my heels, i start to button my shirt, yanking it off. "The word 'teach' suddenly conveys a sense of menace that is foreign to me.” I whispered, making Andrew laugh softly. I slid down my skirt and turned back around. "Hello sir."

"Hello Kitten." The blue in eyes turned a shade darker and i knew the dominant side came out to play and he was hungry, With his eyes he ordered me to the cross. He cocked his head to one side and pushed me to it. "New?"

"Underwear? yes so please don't-" Before i could finish he rip my bra and panties off my body. "Rip it." I whimpered as the material came off making my body sore already. I lift up my hands as he pinned point where to put it. "Eyes closed?" He shook his head. I nodded and leaned back on the wooden cross as he cuffed my wrists to my ankles. He came around the cross and slapped my rear hard making me whine. "Ouch, it hurts."

"Of course it hurts, it’s a spanking. How else would it work?” He asked, making me question his requirement. I close my eyes and felt his lips on my neck, my mouth parted. "I love fucking you."

"I fucking love you." I breathed, his hands traveling across my body, a small smile came across my face but it was quickly washed away by a cold metal object slamming against my ass making me gasped, i gripped on to the end of the cross as my back arched up.

“The back is one of my favorite parts of a woman’s body. I love to trace and lick the shallow line of her spine, from the top and all the way down to the twin dimples at the base of her lower back.” He traced my spine and smacked me again making me moan out his name. His touch was simple, but specific, meant to show me he could be like a lover, gentle, intimate, but also that he was a man unaccustomed to hearing the word no. Yes. I understood. He was a man, and I? I was nothing but a girl, not even a woman. I was meant to fall at his feet and worship at the altar of his masculinity, grateful that he’d deigned to acknowledge me. All this, from a simple touch. I whimpered out as i felt another cold object pressed to my back and it ran down my spine and through my thighs, i looked down noticing a chain, the end clipped to my clitoris and the other two clips moving to my nipples. The sensation of the metal objects made me moan, whimper and groan. Andrew stepped in front of me and held another chain, he cocked his head and yanked the chain making me scream hard. My nipples and my clitoris being pulled. "Awww, that's sweet. Nothing says ‘I love you’ like a well-made implement of pain.”

He lifted his head, the sight of his dark, disheveled hair, eyes glinting with longing in the lamp light, the gorgeous spread of his shoulders, tapering down to the narrow thrust of his hips, made my ovaries ache deep in my belly. I bit down on my bottom lip as he twirled the chain around his wrist, yanking it again. "Do i have permission to breathe sir?" He chuckled and nodded, slapping the wall of my sex. "You are teasing me!" i yelled. "With all due respect.” i panted against the growing sexual hunger battling my temper for dominance. “Eat shit and die, sir.” Andrew arched his brow and yanked again.

"That is gonna cost you." He muttered and grabbed a whip that was made from steel, the ends laced with red and white strands of rope, he slammed me with it over my sex making me yell out in pain and pleasure, again and again. "How are you feeling kitten?"

"Like i want to fuck you up." i snarled making him pull again. He clicked his tongue to and fro putting a ball gag in my mouth.

"Now you shut up." I eyed him making him pull again. He laughed and walked behind me. My eyes grew wide as i heard a vibrating sound. Andrew spread my butt cheeks sticking the vibrator in my rectum making me scream over the ball. he wrapped the strap around my belly letting the vibrator stay in positioned. He came back around and released my legs, yanking it up he twirled it around his wait, pushing his stiff rod in my sex. My body tensed up. My muscles tighten. My knees were weak but he held me with one hand, guiding me with the motion of his hips. I was completely his to do with what he wanted and he knew it. "You feel so good kitten." His voice sounded like molten metal. As if he had something thick at the back of his throat and it was making him sound deeper and richer than he actually was, and it was making me wetter and more aroused.

He removed the ball gagged and i screamed, hard, He kissed me hard and passionately, "Fuck!" I moaned into his mouth, the vibrator and his rod giving me twice the pleasure. My orgasm build up and up till it reached the roof, i exploded around him, letting out a small whimper. Andrew pumped himself in me, cleaning himself inside of me. He slid his hand and removed the strap, letting the vibrator fall, he released my hands as i fell on top of him. "I love fucking you."

"I fucking love you." He breathed,

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