The two bottles have already been emptied, we are both laughing on the terrace sofa while the fresh night air is blowing our hair. I have no idea what time it is. But I'm sure it's late. And I'm more tipsy than I should be. But it's Kate's fault. With every question, I have had to drink more wine to dare to answer her. Although some, I haven't been able to.

My phone rings, interrupting our laughter. I get up and go out to look for it because I've left it in the room. When I locate it, I stare at the screen with an idiotic smile on my face. After a few seconds I realize it's Christian. What does he want?

—Yes.—I tell him very animated, too animated.

—I'm going upstairs, I want you naked as soon as I open the door. —It's the only thing he tells me before hanging up.

Shit! Kate has to leave!

I run out to the terrace. Kate looks at me still laughing. If she came un her car, she'll have to leave in a cab, I can't let her drive like that.

—You have to leave right now! —I say to her as I pick up the glasses and bottles of wine.

Suddenly the wine is wearing off. I have no idea what will happen if I don't obey him.

—But what do you say, if the conversation is getting interesting now.

—Kate, Christian is coming upstairs and has asked me to do something that... —I suddenly get quiet. I can't tell Kate about it.

What am I going to tell her? That he's given me an order and I can't disobey him? Although I've never actually disobeyed him, I have no idea what he can do to me if I do.

—Do you have plans? —she asks, raising his eyebrows suggestively.

—Did you come in your car?

—You're crazy, I knew we were going to drink. —she says, still laughing.

—Well, come on, let me call you a cab. —I tell her as I pull her hand to get her off the couch.

I feel the front door open and close again. Very late. Christian has arrived and I am fully dressed.

—Kate, let's go. Please. —I ask her as she gets up, though she is still reluctant to leave.

—Okay, but I'm only doing this because I know what your plans are.

I nod my head with a smile as we walk back inside the apartment.

—Ana! —I hear his voice from the living room.

As soon as we get to the living room there he is. He has taken off his shirt and only has his dress pants on. Luckily he hasn't taken them off yet, although he has the top button unbuttoned. Seeing him like this isn't helping me right now.

—I was already wondering where you were. —he says as he notices Kate next to me and frowning. He's probably wondering what she's doing here. —Hi Kate.

I stare at Kate's face. Yes. What I imagined. Her mouth is open. Literally.

—For God's sake Ana! You weren't lying when you said he was very hot.

Christian stares at both of us alternately and I can see a slight smile forming at the corner of his lips as he raises an eyebrow at Kate's comment.

—Do you need help Ana? —he asks suddenly.

I don't know exactly what he means. But I decide to answer him.

—Yes.

He quickly goes to his room and comes out with a white T—shirt on. He comes over to us, puts one arm around Kate's shoulders and pulls her against his body.

—Come on, let me get you a cab. —he says as he pulls her towards the door.

Just before he leaves, he turns to me and stares at me.

—I hope you're ready to face the consequences. —he says before he goes outside and closes the door.

I pick up the glasses and wine bottles and take them into the kitchen.

What am I supposed to do now? My brain is still half numb from the wine, but I decide to give myself a second chance. So without a second thought I take off all my clothes and throw them somewhere in the room at the exact moment I feel the front door open.

—I've already left Kate in a cab. —he says as he stares at me. —Why weren't you naked?

—What was I supposed to do, get naked in front of Kate?

—You were supposed to obey everything.

—I'm already naked.

—The first time. —he says as he approaches me.

He stops in front of me without touching me.

—I couldn't get naked in front of Kate. What was I going to say?

—That you were hot, or that I had asked you to.

—I thought I couldn't tell her anything about what we were doing. —I want to scowl.

—You can't tell anything about what goes on in the club. If you want to tell your friend about your sexual intimacies, don't cut yourself off for me.

—Can I really talk to her about what's going on between us? —he take another step in my direction and bring his face closer to mine.

—If you want to tell Kate how I fuck you, go ahead.

—Can I tell her about the sex toys? —he just shrugs.

—I haven't forbidden you anything. Now, where were we? Oh, right, now you're going to face the consequences of your disobedience. Are you ready?

I have no idea what exactly I'm supposed to be ready for. But already my breathing has accelerated with his presence, his closeness and his smell.

—Are you going to punish me?

—Of course.

—Are you going to spank me?

—Do you want me to spank you? —he asked, separating his face from mine and turning around, standing behind me.

—I don't know.

No one has ever spanked me, not even my mother. I feel a finger on my neck and slide down my entire spine causing my entire body to quickly start vibrating. He stops the finger in my buttocks and squeezes them with both hands.

—First let's start here. —he says massaging them a little. —Then we are going to continue with these. —he says, moving his hands towards my breasts and gently squeezing them. —And then we're going to finish here.— he says, sliding his thumb across my lips.

Shit! I'm super excited. His proposal of a punishment sounds more pleasant than painful.

—Wait for me in your room in front of the bed. —he says to me as I watch him head towards his room.

I don't waste any time. I run out to my room and stand in front of the bed. I feel his footsteps as he enters the room, I am facing the bed and my back is to him.

He places his hands on my shoulders and I tremble slightly.

—Bend over and open your legs. —he says to me in a sensual tone.

I don't hesitate, I don't doubt it for a second, before doing what he asks me to do. I lie in bed as I turn my face towards him. I see him behind me as he puts a bag on the floor. He opens it and then looks back at me.

—The eyes in front. —he asks me while I obey by looking away from him.

So I no longer see what he is doing, or what he is looking for. I feel the sound of something metallic, but I don't dare look at what it is. I don't want to disobey him. Again. I feel his footsteps returning to me. He stops behind my body and sticks to me.

—I'm going to handcuff you to the bed. —he whispers in my ear.

He stands on my right side and I tilt my head to the side to watch what he does. I see that he has two sets of handcuffs in his hands. He takes one of my hands, places one of them and stretches my hand out to the leg of the bed. Repeat the same with the other hand. He does everything nimbly by separating my hands one on each side of the bed.

—I was thinking of blindfolding you too, but I think we've covered that quota today. —he smiles at me.

—You can blindfold me if you like. —I tell him encouragingly as I feel his body sticking to mine again.

—Another time I will do it again. Now, before you begin your punishment, I must tell you that I do not get excited about other people's pain. So no, this will not be pleasant for me.

Did he just say pain?

I don't think I'm ready for this.

But what I think when he said he was going to punish me for my disobedience?