Capítulo 10: CHAPTER 10
She was awaiting him to arrive, sitting on her couch, peering at the same photo of her family they were talking about.
She had instructed him to come without letting anyone notice, as she did not want anyone to meddle between them. And considering how enthusiastic he looked, he was late.
Which caused her to overthink the situation a lot, but as soon as her head started traveling a bit further to conclusions, she halted herself and reminded herself that he was just fuck-body.
—- I don't have to think that much!
She had just come back to her normal demeanor when abruptly a knock appeared on the door, prompting her thrilled. A cheeky smile arose on her face as she instantly got up to dash and open the door.
He was standing with a demure smile dressing his face, his hands carrying his bag intimately to his chest, while he toiled to look candidly at her.
"You're late?" She boomed, feigning anger as she raised her eyebrow at him, prompting his eyes to turn into a worried look.
"I -I went home first." He explained, as if trying to woo her, his quiet steps striding inside as she welcomed him. "What for?" She questioned as she locked the door, curious to know the reason, she kept her phony face on.
"Um, I needed to get something." He scratched his neck as he started treading toward the living room along with her, prompting her more curious.
They halted near the couches, her eyes on the bag that he was declining to let go. "What is in the bag?" She suspected as she sat down in front of him, her back against her family picture.
He responded with no words, placing the bag on the glass table, his eyes poking at it as of there was a bomb inside.
"Why are you acting like that? What is in the bag?" She grinned suspiciously and quickly grasped the bag, unzipping it with hurried hands while he sought unsurely.
As soon as she discovered what was inside it, her eyes were left stunned, not believing what they just saw.
She slowly slid her hand inside and pulled the toy out, her words making his hesitation more serious. "A whip?" It had a triangle head, black and slick, just as she adored.
"I ordered it a few days back." He answered, his eyes fluttering at her hand holding the whip-like they have held them hundreds of times, her black nail paint making it look more fierce.
"I just didn't know how to show it to you." Adding, he sat across from her, finally letting his tired feet rest.
"So, you've seriously thought about what I said?" Her astonished gaze on his bashful face could not expose how stunned she was by his devotion. It stung her heart with something peculiar. An unknown feeling.
"You told me you want this from me, so." Stuttering, he intertwined his fingers tightly in between his thighs, his eyes waiting for her further words.
"Hmm, that's why? You bought this for me and not because you wanted it." Toying his mind with her tone, she suddenly stood up, her actions as smooth as a cat, her eyes making him more unstable as she started approaching him.
"No. I mean, I want it too." He boomed, struggling to show his devotion when he already had. She was just teasing him.
"Did you find it in your research?" Sitting beside him, as close as possible, she questioned, placing the whip on the table, right before his eyes to stare at it as her tone turned silky.
He nodded, his words sunk in his throat, his body thawing up. "I like how devoted you are." She whispered, leaning closer to his ear, her hands smoothly sliding into his waist.
"Don't be scared. It does not work if you're scared." She included, her lips gently pressing against his neck, surging chills down his spine.
"I will not hurt you. I promise. I will stop the moment you utter your safe word."
Her soothing words were like a cushion of comfort for him, his body nonchalantly traveling to melt in her arms, but his heartbeat just arose instead of falling off.
"Lift your arms." She demanded in her gentlest tone, her hands withdrawing his shirt with tender speed, leaving his perfectly combed hair into a wavy mess.
"We start from your back, okay?" With a pleasant hold, she guided his face towards her, her eyes a sight of solace while his shy eyes fluttered and ran away from her.
"You have to answer me." Continuing, she tenderly pressed her lips against his cheek, just like the soft touch of a rose. It drove his eyes solidly shut and his nails into the back of his palm.
The knot that had always been in his stomach grew tighter with each second passed, her tenderness a new discovery for him. She had never been this delicate, let alone spoken to him in a tone so subtle.
Was this her true surface? Or just a facade?
"O-okay." He stuttered for an answer, his eyes bashfully landing on hers.
"Good. Lillies is your safe word, if you have forgotten. But we will add a few more." How could he forget his safe word? After all, he was the one who came up with it. His favorite flower.
She described yellow as a synonym for feeling okay, green as a synonym for slightly painful, and red as a synonym to slow down.
All of it was new to him, almost like a place he had never even heard of and its astonishment did not run away from his face.
His eyes looked puzzled, his eyebrows squinted in confusion. "You will use them during our session. Let me repeat myself so you remember it." She continued doing so and stood up as she took hold of the whip and guided him inside her bedroom after holding his wrist.
"We need a comfortable place for such an act. You would not like it on the couch." She spoke as her feet halted before the bed, her hands prompting him to sit on it.
Watching him on display like a toy strung her with desire, his bare chest an open invitation for her.
But she held herself back, redirecting herself on what she was doing, and inclined down to his lips, whispering. "Sit on the bed. Your back against me."
She awaited his somewhat harmonious body to perform her order and quickly advanced her face into his neck as she saw his back turned, sitting on his knees, adding, "You look gorgeous my darling, just make sure you tell me what you feel, or else it will be hard for me to control myself and I will end up hurting you. Which I do not want"
Her body was tensing up, her heart thumping in her chest both like him. He was surprised by her words, yet aroused by the way she delivered them, her dominance already showing its effect on him.
"We'll start with mild hits." She struck the whip against her hand, prompting him to flinch, curl his toes, gasp, and fist his hands, his soul trembling inside his body. All by just shock and the sound of the whip lashing against her skin. He thought it was him who got hit, forgetting intelligence for a second.
"Aww, did I scare you?" She snickered, aware of his thoughts, as she placed the whip against the top of his back, slowly gliding it down to his loin.
"You thought that was you?" She inquired, scanning the black head of the whip caressing his supple skin the way she wanted to. He nodded vigorously as he felt as if the snake was crawling on his back.
"How does it feel?"
"C-sold."
"It soon won't be cold." She teased and suddenly struck a mild hit against his loins, astounding him with it as he fell on the bed. He wasn't expecting that at all. His mind and body were not prepared for it.
"Be strong, young man. I haven't hit you that hard." She boomed, a little rugged now, and added, "Sit still and do not dare to move." Her tone obliged him to obey her command, his fists resting heavily on his thighs as he clutched his jaw, gasping and waiting for the next hit.
"How was it?" She asked as the whip glided where he had taken the hit, his skin tingling from both pain and slow grazes. "You answer by the safe words."
"Y-Yellow." He muttered, prompting a soft smile on her face, a realization hitting her that he could take pain because it wasn't an okay type of sensation.
"Good." she worded as she struck him once again, his body flinching to send a sense of satisfaction into her nerves. The wetness in between her legs was thawing up, her breaths rearing as the greed to see him flinch and react to each hit grew.
She struck him once again, receiving a whiff of a whimper from him, his nipples perking up, his length growing inside his pants.
He did not know or expect himself to like such a sensation. He was just doing it for her, but it wasn't also a lie when he said he wanted it. He just wanted it because she liked it.
But now his head had turned 360 degrees as he fell in love with every hit until she struck him a little harder, prompting his body to fall on the bed once again.
Girlish whimpers flew out of his mouth like water, his breaths joining in on the river as her fingers suddenly glided into his hair, intensifying every moment.
She yanked him to sit back, her words of domination commanding him to be a good boy.
"I'm sorry!" He apologized at the speed of lightening, even though his throat was too tight to speak even a word. He had noticed the hint of dislike in her tone, a hint he did not adore.
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END OF THE CHAPTER
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