DCOliver123123 asked for more Dom/Sub stuff in his review and we aim to please, so i've updated the memory between Leila and Christian to include their interaction in the playroom. Let me know what you think :) (New chapter coming soon)
I sit and watch Susi as she absorbs all this information before I gasp as i'm suddenly pulled into a close hug "Oh Lulu, i'm so sorry to hear that you had such a rotten night" Susi says guiltily which makes me, if it's possible, feel even worse than earlier before I find myself looking back at her when she pulls away as her features take on a much more suspicious look "Wait. Taylor was in the bar...alone?" Susi questions suspiciously and I nod slowly as I wait to see where is going with her theory "Where was Mr Grey? I don't think I ever saw Mr Grey without Taylor in the three months that I was with him"
"I'm sure that Master must give Taylor time off at some point" I answer giggling "He was probably at home with a new sub" I answer casually as I shrug my shoulders as I glance up at Susi before I relax slightly when she leans back into the couch.
"Yeah probably" Susi agrees with a small giggle before she turns to look at me again "But it's not the weekend, it's only Friday" Susi adds a moment later and I barely stop myself from groaning and glaring at her. I love Susi and she is a great friend but she is like a dog with a bone when she thinks that she knows something which only makes my plan more difficult.
"Well maybe he made a new contract" I reply sighing as I lift my arms before dropping them onto the couch in an exasperated motion "I don't know" I add quickly "I already explained everything that happened last night, why are you questioning me?"
Susi watches me for a few seconds before mirroring my sigh "Sorry, Lulu" Susi whispers a moment later as she shifts around and leans her back against the arm of the couch "I just don't want to see you hurt, emotionally or physically. Especially where Mr Grey is involved, it was nice of him to pay for your art school and everything but I don't think it's a good idea to try and track him down"
"I've already heard this lecture, remem-" I stop suddenly when I notice Susi's serious expression "Relax, I understand that you are worried about me but i'm a big girl and i'm perfectly capable of enjoying my time here without running to Mr Grey" I add quickly and try to ignore the guilt in my stomach which continues to build with each continuing lie "I only want to talk to him once before I go home, to thank him for art school"
"You'd tell me, if there was anything else, right?" Susi questions gently and I feel like i've been punched in the stomach when I see and hear the obvious concern in her tone and features. I don't deserve such a great friend especially when I lie to her as much as this but it'll be worth it in the end when i'm reunited with my Master. I squirm and take a deep breath before I force my features into a relaxed expression.
"Of course, Susi" I answer quietly with a small smile, she seems to believe me because her entire body relaxes as she returns my smile before she launches into a conversation about her ideas for things to do while i'm staying with her.
I frown at the television as I flick through the channels and try to find a programme that will be remotely interesting at this time in the morning which is near impossible especially when my mind is determined to focus on one thing and one thing alone. I give up a few minutes later and drop the remote control onto the couch before I pull the warm blanket off the bottom half of my body and pull myself to my feet which are covered in a pair of black and white stripy knee socks with a face and ears near my toes which I assume are supposed to resemble a panda; a present from Susi which was supposed to cheer me up. I refuse to walk barefoot until I am back in Master's apartment. It feels so normal and natural to do it there.
I feel a blush begin to creep up my cheeks as I remember my time in the apartment two nights ago which seems like two or three months ago, now. I shake my head and walk into the kitchen before I open the fridge and pull out the carton of orange juice, I quickly grab a glass and fill it with the cold fruit juice before I put the orange juice back into the fridge and take my place back on the couch with the orange juice in my hand.
My eyes slowly trail down to the clock on the screen of the DVD recorder and blink when I realise that it's 4am. Master is probably awake right now either playing the piano or spending time with the-girl-who-looks-like-me, I used to love to listen to Master play although it was usually sad songs but I still loved to watch his long fingers dance across the keys.
I rubbed my right eye with my hand as I leaned against the door-frame in my white silk nightdress, my eyes swept over Master's bare, toned back as the muscles in his arms moved slightly as his fingers danced across the black and white keys on the piano. I don't usually wake up in the middle of the night especially after a tiring scene with Master in the playroom but i'm glad that I did because he looks at peace and so relaxed as he concentrates on the song that he is playing.
"Leila" Master questioned as he turned around and broke my concentration, he must have stopped playing without me noticing because I was so absorbed in watching him "Why aren't you asleep?" Master asked a moment later and I could easily hear the impatience and slightly annoyance in his tone.
"I woke up and wanted to get a glass of water, Sir" I explained softly as I quickly diverted my gaze to the floor and my soft brown hair tumbled down around my cheeks and shoulders "I didn't mean to disturb you, Master. I just wanted to hear you play, you play beautifully" I added quietly as I glanced up at him through my lashes before my breath caught in my throat when I noticed that Master's eyes had suddenly glazed over with lust, desire and most of all dominance.
"Miss Williams, do I need to remind you about the rules of our contract?" Master asked in a deathly quiet tone although I could still spot the undertone of lust in his question. I noticed later that he had ignored my compliment about his musical skills which usually would have stung if my concentration and body hadn't of been completely drawn to Master and his sudden change in mood.
"Contract, Sir?" I repeated in confusion as I shifted my weight to my other foot and glanced up at him through my lashes before I blushed when I felt the silk of my nightdress rub against my bare backside, suddenly reminding me that I had forgotten to don panties before I exited my bedroom. I always slept bare when I was wearing a silk nightdress.
"Yes. The contract that you signed to become my submissive" Master explained as he stood up and revealed his chest to me. I dropped my gaze once again because I knew that Master didn't like me to touch or look at his chest although I had already seen the burns but I never told him, I always wanted to help, to somehow make them better or not as bad although in reality, there was nothing that I could really do "Does it not state that you are to try and get at least eight hours of sleep per night?"
I blinked quickly as my mind quickly caught up with his words and nodded in silent affirmation as my fingers began to play with the hem of my silk nightdress which inadvertently caused it to move up and show off my bare thighs. The contract had originally stated that it would only apply when I wasn't with Master but he had quickly noticed that I didn't like to sleep much and adjusted the contract to affect all times.
"Answer me!" Master demanded a moment later in a louder tone which caused me to jump and stop fiddling with the bottom of my silk nightdress.
"Yes Sir" I affirmed quietly and squirmed as I felt a familiar warmth in-between my thighs which made me blush even more.
"Good" Master answered quietly as he closed the small distance between us and took my chin in his hand before tilting it up to meet his smouldering gaze "Look at me" Master ordered in the same quiet tone which surprised me but I slowly raised my gaze to look into his smokey grey eyes, I struggled to keep my balance for a few seconds as I felt my knees grow weak but managed to stay on my feet "Playroom. In the usual position. In the clothes that you are wearing now" Master said sternly and I practically whimpered with need before I dropped my gaze and scampered off towards the playroom.
I took a deep breath as I entered the corridor which primarily lead to the playroom and my bedroom. It looked exactly the same as it did when I walked down it under ten minutes ago but it felt like the air had suddenly changed and filled with electricity and anticipation, I have a love/hate relationship with anticipation which Master was aware of and frequently added it into our play and punishments. I love the way that it makes me squirm and feeds my desire but I hate the way that it feeds my guilt and nervousness when I have done wrong and upset Master.
I knew better than to stall however and quickly walked down the corridor in my bare feet before I felt my breath catch in my throat as my fingers closed around the handle and pushed open the door to reveal the playroom which seemed so innocent and simple from the outside.
My eyes automatically scanned the familiar room as the warmth between my thighs kicked into overdrive. I quickly averted my eyes to the floor because I knew that I would have to wait until Master allowed me to orgasm, if he allowed me to, which was highly unlikely considering that I was there for punishment instead of pleasure although punishment is still extremely pleasurable, except for the guilty feeling that hangs over me like a dark cloud.
I blinked back the guilty tears that filled my eyes and lowered myself onto my knees by the door as I got into the position that Master had ordered when I first entered the playroom; kneeling, legs spread, hands flat on my thighs and my eyes on the floor. It felt strange to be in that position in my nightdress because I was usually only wearing panties but strangely, I felt more naked dressed that way than I did when I was dressed in my panties.
I was sitting, squirming in the playroom for what felt like hours until I heard Master's footsteps in the hallway, my body tightened in anticipation as I let out a silent breath when I heard the door open beside me and watched as Master gracefully entered the room and shut the door behind him. I felt like all my senses were heightened since I was practically blind with my eyes glued to the floor in front of me.
I listened as Master set soft music to play before I felt my body flood with desire when his feet came into my line of sight.
"Stand up" Master ordered simply and I carefully pushed myself to my feet while keeping my gaze downcast "Turn" Again, I did as requested and smiled as Master gathered my hair into his hands before letting it rest against my back, he then separated it into three sections and began to softly braid it. I always wondered why Master chose to braid my hair whenever we did a scene or punishment in the playroom but didn't dare to ask because I knew that it was a 'bad' subject to approach, like the three small scars that marked his chest.
I whimpered as I was suddenly roughly pulled backwards by my braid until my sounds were cut off by Master pinning me against his chest with a possessive kiss as I leaned my head back into the crook of his neck, his hand moved down my body until he reached my thighs which were already soaking wet.
"You seem to be enjoying this" Master commented quietly "But, you will not come without my permission, understand?" Master added sternly and I nodded in response before I yelped when I felt a stinging smack to my backside with, what looked like, the hairbrush that had used to braid my hair.
"Yes Master" I whispered quickly in response as I stopped myself from reaching back and rubbing the sore spot. I carefully moved back to my place at the door and resumed my position as Master walked across the room to, I assumed, collect the implements that he planned to use on me that morning.
I was left in my kneeling in my position for about ten minutes before Master appeared in my eye line once again. I could feel my lower body clench as he offered his hand before ordering me to my feet, I quickly took his hand which was soft and gentle before I felt him leading me across the room. I have a pretty good visual memory and could draw the playroom easily but it seems much harder when you are walking through it essentially blindfolded.
"I want you to lie down on your stomach and stay in position until I say otherwise. I am going to handcuff your arms to the headboard and tie your legs together, understand?" Master questioned sternly as he released my hand and walked up to the headboard to unlock the handcuffs.
"Yes Sir" I answered quietly nodding as I climbed onto the bed and lay down on my stomach. My heartbeat felt like it was beginning to race but I can only felt myself becoming wetter in response.
"Do you remember your safe words?" Master asked as he locked each handcuff around both of my wrists before moving down towards the bottom of the bed and tying my legs together at the ankles with a silky piece of fabric.
"Red and yellow, Master" I answered automatically as I took deep breaths. It was a process that always happened in the playroom, play or punishment Master always asked me the safe words a few times and the deep breathing helped me to get deeper into my 'sub-space'.
"Good. Use them if you need to" Master reminded me sternly before I felt him slip a blindfold over my eyes, in the form of a eye mask that people usually used for sleeping. I raised my head slightly as he guided it over my eyes and plunged me into darkness before I heard his footsteps walk away from me, I suddenly felt the need to tug on my bindings to check if they were secure before I froze when I felt an implement trail down my back which caused my body to shake and quiver with nervousness and need although I managed to bite back a whimper.
"Why are we here, Miss Williams?" Master questioned quietly as he continued to trail the implement down my back and legs before I jumped in surprise when I felt a stinging smack on my thigh. I immediately realised that it was a crop but the one that Master had modified slightly to have long soft strands of fabric which felt sensual when it was getting dragged down my back, backside and legs but stung when it was snapped off my bottom or thighs "Answer me" Master ordered sternly as another stinging smack landed on my backside.
"Because I-I broke the s-sleeping rule in t-the contract, Master" I answered quickly as my breath caught in my throat before I relaxed as he started to trail it down my back once again, both the pain and pleasure continued to fuel the fire in-between my legs and was glad that I wasn't wearing panties for once because they would completely soaked.
"Correct" Master replied simply as he used the crop to move my braid to my right side "You signed the contract and agreed to its terms, Miss Williams" Master reminded me as he landed another two hard flicks of the crop to my bottom which caused me to arch my back as the pain quickly changed into pleasure although the guilt that had pooled in the pit of my stomach reminded me that I was being punished "Do not come" Master ordered a few moments later and I whimpered in reply as I sank into the bed, I had already been punished for disobeying Master's orders in the past and had been threatened with the termination of our contract.
"Good" Master praised quietly before I heard him step away from the bed once again, I turned my head slightly hoping to try and mentally pin-point his position before I arched my back in surprise when I felt a strap land squarely across my backside twice before following with two to my sit-spots. I cried out as the pain erupted across my backside and thighs but, at the same time, the warmth in-between my legs spiked as I dampened the sheets below me.
I counted another four or five smacks before I began to sob into the pillow that I was holding in my fingertips, I was screaming and begging for Master to stop and promising that I would never break the rules of the contract again although inside I was screaming and begging for more as I arched into each blow but also tried to shy away, my feet tried to pound against the mattress but were effectively restrained and I wouldn't lift my legs because I didn't want to accidently kick Master.
I suddenly felt the bed dip behind me and tried to wriggle nearer to Master, I needed to come soon or I felt like I would explode but Master already seemed to know this and leaned over my body, I soon realised that he has shed himself of his clothes at that moment except for his shirt "You are not going to come tonight and you are forbidden to pleasure yourself later, do you understand?" Master whispered quietly in my ear, I froze in shock as Master's words sunk in.
"Yes Sir, I understand" I replied shakily, I didn't think that I would be able to hold on but reminded myself of the consequences of disobeying and forced my body to relax before I whimpered when I felt him flip me onto my back "You will learn not to disobey me, Miss Williams".
I'm quickly pulled back to the present when my cell phone goes off and jolts me back to reality. I take a deep breath and head to the bathroom to splash some cold water on my face before I surrender to the inevitable. I need to see Master and I need to see him today.
Ten minutes later I quietly exit the bathroom dressed in a pair of jeans, purple t-shirt and a black sweatshirt. I am moving around the apartment as quietly as possible because I don't want to wake up Susi, I gently slip on my shoes and grab my trusty trench-coat before sneaking out of the apartment.
I shiver as the cold morning air suddenly hits me before I button up my trench-coat and pull the hood of my sweatshirt over my head as my feet guide me towards Escala although a small part of my brain is telling me to go back to Susi's and wait until I have planned this out but my body seems to completely ignoring this because I find myself staring up at Escala fifteen minutes later.
