Anaiah's POV
[Mature Content]
My eyes almost bulge out of their socket, is he threatening my friends?
"I'm serious, Anaiah, you can't disobey me like that," He says in a hostile tone, I nod and climb onto the bed, laying on my stomach. My body is shivering and tears are flowing down.
I gasp when I hear the slash of a whip on my ass and sit up, looking at him but the man I love is far consumed with anger, he's not seeing me.
"Anaiah, get back in position," He says, I shake my head.
"Okay, I'll call Jake and-"
"Fine, I'll do it," I cry, trembling. He whips me again and at some point, he tells me to count with him. I did just that in a low faint voice and when we reached ten, my ass was on fire.
He lays next to me and cuddles me, I want to revolt against him but I can't.
"I'm sorry," He whispers, holding me closer to his chest and kissing my hair. I cry in his chest and he soothes me.
The next morning, I woke up with him in my arms. He smiles and kisses my lips but I avert so he kisses my cheek.
"I deserve that," He chuckles. I get out of his grasp and face the other way, still hating what happened last time.
"Lay on your stomach, please," I shake my head on the verge of tears, and pain crosses his features. He pulls out an ointment bottle and I understand what he wants to do. I do just that and he begins to rub my butt but I hiss at the pain. He kisses it and continues to rub the ointment. My buttocks feel numb, and I sigh in relief, there is no pain coming from there.
He slowly hovers over me to get me a massage, and I relax, damn, he's good at this.
"Have you heard of BDSM?" He suddenly asks, I turn my attention to him and nod
"Arya told me a bit about it," I sigh, sitting up and grabbing my phone. Today my shift is in the evening so I'm not so eager to get out of bed. He explains to me everything I need to know about BDSM and how I should fully subject myself to him when making love but only if I want. I can call him sir and nothing else.
And a DOM can bind your hands or ankles with either handcuffs or cable ties, they can either punish or reward you. As he continued to explain, my body was on fire and my pussy was pulsating.
"I can smell your arousal, so that's a good sign,"
I'm sure my face is the color of a tomato, and I try to get away from the bed. Keyword; TRY.
"Do you like such things?" I ask, he nods and crashes his lips on mine, I cry out at the sudden intrusion in my core. He's pounding in me like a madman and I'm enjoying every bit of it.
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