Shit shit shit I am so much trouble Chapter 4

My eyes are looking down at the wood like I am trying to find a hidden pattern behind them but coming up blank then as I hear the door slowly opening I hear a growl of pure anger.

Oh shit Jack was angry this can't be good, I could feel someone's gaze on me but this felt much more intense then Jack's.

And then I knew when I felt the electricity it was Christian, oh my god no no no Jack with punish or kill me and do god knows what to Christian.

The thought of Christian being hurt left a searing pain in a place that I didn't think I had, no it couldn't be I don't have a heart it was broken into tiny pieces by the pimp long ago. "Shit I was just looking for the toilet, what the fuck is all this?"

I risk a look up at him to see he is staring down at me with an unreadable emotion in his eyes and fists balled I quickly look down at the ground ashamed at myself. Of all people why did it have to be him? Just my luck I guess.

"Anastasia?" I blush, he knew it was me I guess he was just shocked I mean it's not every day you see a poor excuse for a human kneeling on the ground tied with a leash in nothing but her underwear.

I always thought of this lifestyle as normal but the more I think about it the more it disgusts me but no matter how much I could try Jack would never let me go I never have understood why because he could just get another submissive but he says I am best but I feel like an obsession.

"Christian" I barely manage to squeeze the word past the lump in my throat while he talked to me like it was nothing, ahhhh this is frustrating.

I can sense him bending down and then he pulls my chin up (but not like Jack does it, Christian is gentle and kind) so my eyes were looking into his grey gaze but they were a dark almost black colour from what I can only assume is lust.

"Can you tell me what is going on please Anastasia?" his tone is soft and soothing begging me to look up at him but I can't I don't want to be punished.

"Christian if sir finds you here he will punish me and kill you!" I shout but making sure I am not too loud or Jack will hear me, he seems taken back by my sudden mood swing but I am only trying to protect him he doesn't deserve to get tangled up in this shit.

He gets up and starts to pace back and forth and back and forth until he looks at me still tied to the bed with the leash and then crouches down looking me straight in the eyes.

"Anastasia listen to me you have to tell me, who is sir? And is he the one who did this to you?" he jesters to the leash and collar around my neck with a look of pure disgust.

See I knew he would be repulsed by me I mean who wouldn't be I am a messed up monster who was seduced at 15 and started to engage in BDSM.

"Sir would hurt us if I tell you, I am sorry but I can't tell you" my voice is shaking and I can hear me giving up on myself all over again.

His eyes hardened and his jaw tensed this is when I prepared myself to be hit my face turned to the side with my eyes tightly shut, but the blow never came I just opened my eyes with confusion to find him softy staring at me.

He sighs "Anastasia please I want to help you... Tell me now who is sir and what does he do to you" he switches his voice to what sounds like a dom voice so I couldn't not tell him it's in my nature.

My eyes pleaded with him but it was no use I had to tell him "Sir is my dominant Jack Hyde and he likes this room for engaging in BDSM role play" I make my voice as low as possible in the hopes he couldn't hear me.

But judging from his facial expression he heard me alright and he wasn't please I could see the veins in his neck about ready to pop and his face turning red from clenching his fists so hard.

He is trying to keep his cool but goes on staring at me with lust and anger filled eyes.

Oh no lust and anger are a bad mix it always leads to bad stuff like Jack came to the playroom and was angry because lost a deal and he just looked at me and made a grab for me I had bruises for ages.

He makes a move to unclip my leash but I push him away and he speaks in a dangerous low tone that I couldn't help but shiver at " I need to take your collar off you can't stay sit there forever and put someone clothes on before I do something I will regret."

I hear from behind me him growl but it was like a possessed animalistic growl and it made me jump.

I stared at him like he was a conundrum that I needed to solve "you don't understand if I move sir will punish me because I am his to do with as he wishes and I can't put on clothes because like I said before he owns me and I will get punished" I said with a sad smile I so wish it was Christian that owned me though.

But why would he want me after all this now he knows the real me, but yet when I look in his eyes I see what lots of men have in their eyes when they look at me but very few keep that look once they know the real me.

Lust hot and heavy is what I saw in his eyes but there was something else that I don't understand or at least that I have never known.

He strokes his light stubble and spoke in a dark voice I have never heard him speak in before "hmmm right then you had the easy way and you choose the hard way" with that he lunged at me with the speed of a panther.

He grabbed hold of my shoulders surprisingly softly and he pushed me up against the wall his hands framing my head staring down at me with unbridled passion then he starts to lower his head bringing his lips down onto mine.

Oh my God I want this so much I don't even care about Jack...

My entire thoughts stop right then and there as his lips press against mine in a slow passionate rhythm my body explodes like the fourth of July fireworks are going off in my head his touch is electric.

He then does the most unexpected thing ever; he moved his hands to cup my breasts in my bra his thumbs brushing back and forth on my nipples making them even harder than before.

This makes me moan and he takes full advantage of my weakness and pushes his tongue in my mouth exploring every inch of my mouth and I respond with the same intensity as him our tongues moving in a slow erotic dance.

We were so caught up in our own erotic bubble that we must not have heard the door being pushed open.

AN: I think I am really enjoyingall the cliff hangers so I am sorry but you will just have to suck it up. And who do you think walked in of them? Jack? Grace? Carrick? Mia? Elliot? More to the point who do you want to walk in on them?