Hello,

I couldn't write a longer chapter, sorry. Tell me what you think.

Thanks to all.

When I go back home a little after midnight, my dear friend Ana is waiting for me, sitting on the couch, reading. It wouldn't fool anyone. I know she was worried. As I close the door behind me, my best friend asks me how was the evening with Mr Grey. I walk to her, still a bit racing heart and I reply it was all right. Her head turns to me and close the book. She knows me very well. Her facial expression quickly changed and I'm standing there, ready to say all this stuff to her, and it just don't come out. just say; Good night.

"Wait, Kate. Did something happen?" she asks, a serious, slightly frowning expression.

I just sigh.

"Tell me, please."

" Well, in short, that wasn't exactly what I expected."

"What do you mean?"

"Listen. I'm tired and I feel like go to bed right now." I reply in a weary voice.

"Kate, you can tell me anything."

My mouth gives a hint of a smileand I just reply; I know.

"Good night."

"Try sleeping on something nice."she says, out of kindness.

"I'm going to try."

Later, while listening the radio, I fell asleep. During the night, I was just a little restless when I slept because mydreams rather nightmare was very disturbing. Master/slave, dominance/submission, bondage. Fucking night, causing disgust!

His deep chuckle sets off a chain reaction in my stomach.

"I haven't even started."

His deep voice catches me unprepared. I bite my tongue, pressing my lips together

"You're such an obedient girl."

" Your dress." He purrs with appreciation.

"I want to see what it's hiding."

I breath hard when his fingertips brush against my collar bone. The intent is clear.

"Tonight is ours. " He presses his warm lips to my shoulder and another kiss, this time against my throat.

I clench my hands into tight fists.

"Holy shit."

"Nothing goes beyond what you agreed."

I can't open my mouth to tell him I'm scared of this.

When he releases my hand I think he may have reconsidered, until his hand encircles my throat. He then places his fingers over my lips silencing me. I want to bite him. I gasp when his other hand finds the clasp holding the halter portion of the dress together and the fabric loosens. He grasps my wrists. My breasts are exposed and my nipples tighten. I relent, if only because he's right. Tonight was a carefully calculated invitation. My fear won't allow me to relax. His strong grip catches my shoulders holding me steady and I stiffen at the touch. My heart sinks and a deep regret settles in the pit of my stomach. I try to pull away, but he holds me tight.

" Stop squirming" His growl reverberates through me and I go completely still.

His hands drift to my hips. He's pinned my arms down and and his hands wander over. He is like a wild animal poised to strike the moment his prey is in sight.

"Why me?" I ask, scared.

"Because, I'm the master. he whispers, his breath ghosts over my lips.

He must sense my fear and chuckles and tips my chin up. I freeze. I try to take a breath to calm my racing heart. At least I can avoid meeting the gaze of the man who brought me to this humiliating moment.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" I scream out.

Quickly, I cover my mouth with my hand and I feel the fear creep over my skin. I'm fucked. I hyperventilate and it takes a few minutes before I'm able to calm myself down. BASTARD!

His dark eyes fathomless in the shadows. A lust smile curves his sinful lips. He steps closer and I inhale sharply when he approaches me. His gaze searches mine and I'd give anything to get away from here.

"Oh but you do, Kate."

He closes the gap between us.

"That bold of yours is what got you into this situation."

I see the wicked glint in his eyes. He loves to toy with me.

"What are you doing?" I ask, scared again, when he completely fills the space.

He just smiles.

Those fingers wrap around the back of my head, threading through my hair. He is taking control. His pleasure and rules. My body shaking. If he touches me, I may scream.

"Gets you off, doesn't it?

"But deep down, you're a bastard."

"So, make me beg."

He shrugs and covers my mouth with his.

" We gonna play a game."

He grins and the lines around his eyes harden. I see him beneath the dark he is. Then he forces me to meet his gaze.

"I plan on making you live out every fantasy you've ever had about me."

I close my eyes, disgusted.

" I'm your master, pretty woman."

And I wake up,, sweaty.

"Gosh."