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This chapter describes how Red puts Lizzie's diary to practice...

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Previously:

Red sat on the bed, holding two pairs of handcuffs in his hands. Liz's breathing quickened immediately, she knew it was time for her punishment now. Before she could say anything, Red got up from the bed and took her wrists.

"There's no need to get dressed today, sweetheart."

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For a few moments, Liz just stared at Red. Until now, she had seen him either in a suit or naked, but now he was wearing boxers and a black t-shirt. He looked too casual to be No. 4 of the most wanted list, so normal and yet so damn sexy. At the edges of his t-shirt, she could see some hints of the tattoos she had discovered yesterday. When he had pushed her on the bed, there was once again a fight for dominance, but after a while, Liz lost willingly and let him cuff her to the headboard with the first pair of handcuffs. She had a bad feeling about the other pair...

"So, Lizzie. I'm going to explain something to you before I start." Red told her, running his fingers up and down her arms, making her squirm.

He took her diary and held it in front of her. He must have gotten it out of the bag downstairs while she had been in the bathroom. Again, she felt the urge to snatch it out of his hands, but this time she had even less power than last time. He put it on the bedside table, Liz had the feeling he would read some parts to her later...

"Now that I've read your secret little diary, I know exactly what to do with you, sweetheart."

Liz blushed and looked aside. She knew what he was doing; he would tease her about her dreams and make her wait endlessly before he would start the foreplay, then make her beg for more.

Red noticed the way Liz looked at him and took his tie, which was lying on the floor. He blindfolded her just like she had done it with him yesterday. He placed one hand on her lower belly and traced the curve of it with two fingers.

"You know, sweetheart? There are four kinds of torture..."

Suddenly, Liz became aware of the situation she was in; tied up and blindfolded, completely at Red's mercy. She had so enjoyed being powerful yesterday and she had been looking forward to be dominated by him today, but now she was almost panicking.

"Shh, Lizzie. Calm down, you'll like this. Just feel and let go." Red whispered. "As I was saying..."

Oh no, his tone changed again.

"The first one is" he made a dramatic pause, "Pain."

He pinched both her nipples gently, and when he saw that she could resist, he pinched harder, seeing her growing desire for him.

"Red, stop it!" Liz panted after a full minute. She wanted to show him that she could bear it. And in fact, she had quite enjoyed the fight between the urge to beg him to stop and the sick pleasure she took in pain. Red lowered his lips to her breasts and licked over the small wounds he had caused.

"The second one is psychological torture. This is what I've been doing that day before I kicked you out..."

She cut him off. "This is what you're doing all the time whenever you decide I need a lesson!"

"You're right. I just love to teach you lessons when you can't behave." He spoke into her ear and his breath nuzzled her neck. His hand was drawing circles around her belly button.

"The third one is tickling-"

"No, no, no! You're not doing this to me! Please!" Liz begged him. He couldn't do that, not right now when she couldn't defend herself.

"Oh, Lizzie. If you would have let me finish speaking, you might have escaped this punishment. But you're being difficult again, so you'll have to face the consequences." he said entirely serious before he spread her legs wider, sat down between them and ran his fingers all over her upper body, her neck and her arms to find the perfect spot to tickle her for a few minutes before he would let go off her and let her recover. She tossed and turned in bed, squealing, giggling and writhing under him, begging to stop. When Red was certain that Liz had suffered enough, he let go off her and kissed her belly, making her laugh again.

"God, Red! My muscles hurt and I can't breath...how long was that?"

"About four minutes. But if you keep on being so difficult, I-"

"What? That felt like four hours! Well, at least I'm really awake now..." Liz grinned.

"Did you just cut me off?" he asked more playful than serious.

"Uh...why?"

"Did you?" He let his fingertips wander quickly over her stomach.

"Yes, ok, I did! But please, stop it! I swear, I can't take much more..." she chuckled.

"And what do we say now?" Red continued teasing her skin, not listening to her begging.

"Sorry!" she shouted breathlessly.

"Good girl." he immediately stopped, but placed his hands on her inner thighs instead. "The fourth is taking control over your body."

Liz didn't reply, she just moaned. As he spoke, he teased her clit until it was completely wet and then pushed two fingers at once inside her.

"Do you remember what I told you when I was doing this in the office?"

She tried hard to concentrate and when she realized what he had said, she had the bad feeling he would do it today, now that they were alone.

"You told me you would...spank the hell out of me if I said one word." Liz replied hesitantly.

"That's right, Lizzie. Now you'd better be completely silent if you don't want to get that experience."

Red pushed his fingers deeper inside and put pressure on her core. Too little pressure. She knew it was a trap, he would trick her into begging him for more pressure, but then he would spank her... oh God, it was a loose-loose situation...or not? Liz wasn't so sure about that. For now, she just hoped he would rub harder and faster. A few minutes later, she was running out of patience. The ache between her legs was growing from second to second and Red wasn't doing anything to release her. Liz whimpered and dug her fingers into the pillow, desperately trying not to beg him. All of a sudden, it got a little harder and she sighed in relief. Apparently, that was a mistake. Red almost withdrew his fingers and then pushed them back, but rubbed just slightly, it was unbearable. She wanted to scream at him to put more pressure on it, but at the same time, she didn't want to get spanked by him.

Red watched her face, seeing her inner conflict. She had never been patient, but now he was admiring her fight for self-control. He knew she wouldn't be able to bear it much longer.

"Harder, damn it! Please!" Liz didn't care that he would stop now, she wanted either no pressure on her clit or full force, but this teasing drove her insane. Red withdrew his fingers completely and uncuffed her, but held her wrists tightly in one hand.

"Am I hearing disobedience?"

"Yes, you...you are." she whispered and blushed.

"And what do you think am I forced to do now?"

"Well, I guess you have to punish me." Liz grinned.

"Exactly."

Red had pulled her upright so that his lips were next to her ear. He leaned against the headboard and within a split second, she was turned over his knee. He forced her arms above her head and cuffed them again. Liz protested and struggled against him, but of course, he was stronger. Then he took the second pair of handcuffs, held her ankles firmly in place and restrained them, too. Liz didn't know what to think. She had told him she didn't want to get spanked but now he was about to do it, anyway and she felt...excited? Oh God, she was actually feeling something like anticipation, wasn't she? She grabbed the sheets to dig her hands in them in case it would hurt too much, but somehow, she wanted it now.

"Lizzie, don't think. Just listen to me and let it happen." Red lay one hand on her upper back and pressed her onto the mattress gently. After a minute of caressing her back, ass and thighs, she felt the first stroke, it wasn't as hard as she expected, but also more pleasurable than she thought. Yes, she could definitely bear this a few minutes. But the smacks got harder and harder until she whimpered into the pillow and begged him to stop. However, the excruciating way he slapped her ass and the back of her thighs was nothing compared to the unbearable ache between her legs. She only wanted him to let her come and stop this punishment. Red held her down and rested his hand always a second too long on her buttocks after he smacked them, she liked it, even if she would never tell him.

"Red, God damn it, stop! I can't take it anymore! Please!" Liz had no idea how many times she had begged him today to do or to stop doing something, she just wanted him to fuck her already.

"Lizzie, Lizzie, Lizzie. You don't decide anything here, this is a punishment. And if you don't stop complaining, I will bend you over Cooper's desk and spank you again."

"Oh no...you would do that? You damn son of-"

"You don't want to make things worse for you, do you?"

"No..." she managed to say before his hand landed on her butt again, ten times in a row, very fast.

"Good girl. So, there will be twenty more strokes before we go on with something more pleasant."

The next time he smacked her, a loud moan escaped her, she pressed her thighs together and clenched her hands to fists.

"Oh, I think you enjoy this much more than you want to admit, don't you?"

Liz blushed crimson and was glad he didn't see her face, her clit was throbbing with desire and she had a hard time hiding it. He obviously knew that and caressed her hips from behind before he gave her the last nineteen strokes.

Then, all of a sudden, it was over. Red grabbed her by her shoulders and took care of her while she recovered, he removed the handcuffs from her ankles and her wrists and sat her against a pillow, but one second later, he pinned her on the bed and crashed his lips on hers. Liz pushed her hips against him and wrapped her legs around his waist. She just couldn't wait any longer. He sucked at her lower lip and bit gently in it before placing wet kisses on her jaw and the side of her neck. Oh, how he liked to make her wait for her release. Then he pulled away.

"Sweetheart, do you know what I've read in your secret dream diary?"

"Tell me." Could that be true? He was teasing her about that now? Right now, when she was so close to climax even without sex? He was unbelievable...

"I've read that you've dreamed more about scarfs than handcuffs...I guess because that ties your wrists tighter. Am I right?" he whispered in her ear, sucking at her earlobe. She liked that she had been blindfolded all the time and could concentrate on his voice.

"Yeah..." she admitted.

"That's my girl." Red suddenly tied her wrists with a cloth over her head and sat down between her legs. She heard him reaching to the bedside table and realized that he was about to read to her from her diary.

"Lizzie, before I give you what you want, I'm going to pick a dream, read it to you and then do exactly what you've been dreaming. How does that sound?"

She didn't like his mocking sound, he would intentionally make her angry before he released her...

"Great." she replied honestly.

Liz heard him turn some pages until he stopped and began to read. He drew patterns on her hips while he was reading and soon, she was aroused only by the sound of his voice.

"Oh, I like this one: He ties my wrists tight above my head and kisses his way down from my neck to my hips, then plays with my clit without letting me come for a long while, holding my hips firmly in place and preventing me from moving. At first I don't like the feeling of not being able to push my hips against him, but after a while I enjoy the power he has over me. He then licks over my clit with more and more pressure until I almost come. His hands grab my butt and I can finally move my hips again. The pressure remains but every time I'm close, he pulls back and makes me wait. Finally he thrusts into me and allows me to come this time.

Oh sweetheart, I believe you're close since waking up, aren't you?"

"God, yes..."

Red surprised her with a sudden punishing, hard kiss and then took his time kissing her body until he reached her hips. He lifted her thighs on his shoulders and did exactly what he had read to her: teasing her endlessly before pushing his tongue inside her and licking over her clit as if he had wanted to do this for months. Sometimes slower, sometimes faster, but always with almost painful pressure, it was better than anything she had ever dreamed. Every time she thought she was coming he licked and sucked slower to drive her insane and make her beg for mercy. The way he grabbed her ass and squeezed it from time to time turned her on even more.

The next wave of pre-orgasmic pleasure brought her back to reality, damn, what this man could do with his tongue was incredible...

Suddenly, he stopped and she groaned in frustration. Then he thrust into her and his slow rhythm made her beg to move faster, he obviously wanted to delay her climax as long as possible, although he couldn't wait any longer, as well. Red finally lost his self control and moved almost faster and harder than Liz wanted. She climaxed three times before they were finished and Red collapsed next to her, playing with her ties and breathing hard.

Minutes later, when both of them were breathing normally again, he untied her.

"Red, could you please untie me faster? I'm dying to touch you!"

"Always so impatient...I just like to make you wait, Lizzie." Red took his time with loosening her ties and then, when Liz's wrists were free again, she wrapped her arms around him and kissed him.

"Uuum, Red? Now that you've read my diary, would you give it back to me?"

"No. I'll keep it."

"Why? I want it back!"

"I need it more than you do. It's wonderful to read some dreams of yours when I'm on a business trip. I'll get you a new diary for Christmas if you behave." he grinned at her and stroked over her hair.

"Fine, but I can't promise I'll be a good girl all the time. It's four months until Christmas, Red!"

He raised an eyebrow at her and put two fingers under her chin to force her to look at him. "Then I guess you start to call me 'Raymond' when we're alone. And if you can't behave, I hope you'll remember what I've told you about bending you over Cooper's desk."

"I heard he won't be in the Post Office next Thursday evening, he has some kind of a meeting..."

"Oh girl, you definitely won't get anything for Christmas this year." he purred into her ear and squeezed her ass. "And I bet you don't want to know what I'll do to you after dinner tonight." he grinned.

Liz put an arm around his waist and they slept until it was time for lunch, she was happy with him.

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