This chapter is dedicated to Maggiejumps4cheese who can always seem to read my mind when it comes to Mac. Love you!

The thing about change was that you could want it with everything inside of you, with every drop of your soul and yet not be able to make it. Or you could make steady progress although it could be slow and even then, you could back slide from time to time. Mac knew this all too well. He had tried before with and without success to be something he was not.

Today was not the day.

As he stared at her in the hotel room rage started to take over at her thoughts that he couldn't change. Mac grabbed her suit case and threw it across the room and before she could get away he had her by the wrist.

"You ain't leaving till I say you can leave. You got that?" He tossed her down on the bed and climbed on top of her. Julie was slapping at his face the minute he came near her trying to get him off of her but it was no use, he was too big and too strong. He used his bulk to over power her easily, it wasn't a fair fight but Mac wasn't going to play fair now.

"See this is just the kind of shit I'm talking about, one second your all, I can change, I can be better and the next minute..."

"Shut the fuck up Julie," She knew she was in deep shit, he only called her Julie if he was pissed the fuck off. He almost always called her Jules, so when he didn't that was the first warning, the second warning was the look in his eyes now. He held her hands down with one of his strong hands and she couldn't get free, he out weighed her and was strong as fuck.

From the sheath on his belt he took out his knife and stabbed it into the top sheet on the bed, straddling her he ripped the sheet into long sections. Julie bucked underneath him while he did that as she figured out what he meant to do.

"What the fuck are you doing?"

"Making a point, now shut your yap or I'm going to shove something in your mouth until you do!" He took one of the strips of sheet and tied it to her wrist and then the other end to the railing of the head board. Julie fought all the way and to Mac's personal credit he didn't slap her like he wanted to. This wasn't about roughing her up, this was about showing dominance, letting her know who the boss was. He could do that and not hurt her, he couldn't smack her around while she was pregnant, but if this shit didn't stop he was going to beat her ass as soon as that kid was out.

"You fucking asshole!" She screamed and started hitting him with her other hand not even caring that she might make him so mad he hit her back, "I swear to God Mac I'm going to leave town and never come back if you don't knock this shit off."

He just laughed as he took her other wrist and tied it to the other spindle of the head board, "Seems like you aren't going anywhere right at the moment," He then did the same with her legs and then sat back on the bed to survey his work, "Just knock off the drama, it's bad for the baby, relax."

A slow grin came over his face as he looked down at her and she continued to struggle, but finally stopped when she realized he was not going to let her go until he'd accomplished whatever it was he was trying to get across to her.

"Fine you have all the power, are you happy now?" She yelled, "Untie me!"

"Don't think so..." He answered as his hand came up over her leg, it was so convenient that she'd worn a dress that day.

"Oh don't you fucking dare!"

"Julie, you and I need to have a serious talk, so do you want it now or after I'm done teaching you a lesson." As angry as she was at him at that moment he said the right words that started something stirring in her gut. She did her best not to let him know he was getting to her already. As he continued running his hand up her leg until he reached her thigh, Mac felt her leg twitch and saw the slightest sigh escape her chest, "Hmmm," Mac met her eyes, "What's this?"

Then slowly enough that she knew what he meant to do Mac brought his face down and spread her legs more, letting the scruff on his chin rub against her knee, then he brought his nose down close to her skin and inhaled deep. He loved the way she smelled

His fingers danced over her inner thigh, then his teeth, Julie's eyes closed then opened again. She remembered she wasn't trying to give him the upper hand any more than he already had. It was so stupid, he had her tied up and she still wouldn't give in. She couldn't.

"You asked for this," He crooned as his fingers reached the elastic of her panties.

"It was a metaphor ya prick! Get off me!" But even as she said it she felt his fingers so close to where she wanted them. Julie sucked in an breath of anticipation and Mac, who was always alert and always watching caught it right away.

"Ah, see," He pulled her panties aside and dipped his fingers inside, "Now ya made me mad, and I ain't gonna let you cum."

Then he licked straight up the seam of her panties and found her clit through the material like his mouth was a heat seeking missile. God damn she hated him sometimes especially when he made her want him like this. This was a battle of their wills and he was fighting dirty, the way he always did.

"Stop it!" She cried but then she couldn't resist the feeling that was washing over her, she pulled at the restraints to no avail, he had her trapped like a bug, just like he wanted. He was a dirty fighter in all areas of his life, and Mac always had to have the last word in all things. He wouldn't stop until he had the last word in this either.

"You stop it and I won't have to do this again..." He almost smiled at that notion as he tongued and sucked at her already swollen clit through the material until she was into it, because he could always get her into it eventually. He'd do this to her again, maybe next time just for fun, but today it was to prove a point.

He could feel the heat coming off her body and both of them knew once he got her to a certain point she would become as compliant as he wanted her to be all the time. He remembered that she wasn't pleasing him at the moment, that they had been fighting and that's why he had to do this, then he stopped what he was doing before she got too excited, much to her disappointment.

"Nope," He sat back and watched her squirm, if looks could kjill he would be a dead man right now, she was hell fire pissed off and he loved it, "You've been a bad girl." He brought his hands up both her legs, holding eye contact for dominance and she almost flew off the bed, "Gotta teach you a lesson, ever heard of edging Jules?" He was back to calling her Jules, whatever rage he was feeling had turned the corner into something else. But Julie didn't care, now she was pissed off even more.

"Mac you fucker!" She hissed.

"Sorry 'bout it," He grinned as he brought his face back down under her dress, between her legs and started again, pushing her panties aside so he could shove his tongue inside of her. He let out a deep snarl as he did that and the vibration of his mouth on her was too much to bear.

"Fuuuuucccccckkkkk," She moaned as he brought his fingers over her wet flesh just right, lingering where she wanted him to and then he moved away suddenly again and sat up," God dammyou!"

Mac just laughed, and unbuckled his pants to let some of the pressure off his dick because he was throbbing hard already and no where near ready to fuck her yet, then he laid his hand on her inner thigh just close enough and inched his fingers closer.

Julie thrashed on the bed half from anger and half from frustration as he let his fingers stroke up and down too slow for her liking, "Your father is right next door... if I start screaming."

Mac just laughed and picked up the knife from where he had stuck it into the mattress and cut each of the straps of her sundress, then down the front of the garment, "My father knows when to mind his own business," This time he stuck the knife into the top of the end table, got off the bed, toed off his boots and dropped his pants.

Just in case he went to the door and threw the dead bolt so hard it rattled on the cheap door then turned back to her. Julie's eyes were like saucers staring at his cock at attention as he walked towards her.

"You ain't getting that yet either," He climbed back on top of her and pressed his hardness against her aching pelvis. Julie was so overheated and frustrated it hurt, he teased her with his dick, sliding it all over her pussy until her hands were in fists with rage.

"Your gonna cut off your circulation you keep doing that and don't blame that on me." He brought his mouth down to suck on each of her nipples, teasing them with his tongue, then pushed himself inside her once and pulled out again making sure to circle around and tease her more. It was hard not to fuck her but Mac could control himself when he needed to especially when he needed to do it to control someone else. Even though he was ready to be balls deep inside of her right now, he had to torture her some more.

He slid his dick between her legs while his mouth was on her again licking from her breasts to everywhere else but where she wanted him to, Julie was about to promise him anything to get relief.

"Just untie me, I get your point, you're stronger than me," She pestered as he took the knife and cut off her panties and tossed them over his shoulder, "You win."

"We gonna fight anymore about this?" He cut her legs loose but left her hands still tied to the head board then replaced the knife back into the end table.

"Probably," She spat out and he laughed a loud uproarious laugh, she did make him laugh all the time and that was a good thing. Mac let all his weight fall on her and pressed his cock against her clit, sliding his hardness against her with a delicious mixture of pleasure and pain for both of them. Julie's body was on fire and she was burning alive with no way to put out the flame.

Mac was ready to blow his load so hard it felt like he was going to have a heart attack but he kept hold back and going at her, it wouldn't be long now.

He could tell by her breathing that Julie was about to explode and he watched as her features softened, a pink blush formed and flushed over her chest as her body tingled, she was wired like a guitar string about to snap and he brought his lips to her ear.

"Who's the boss of you?" He crooned into her ear and every part of her body lit up, "Say it."

"You," She breathed out as he pushed his cock inside of her so hard they both grunted.

"Say it again," He pulled out and pushed in side her again forcing the words and her breath out over and over again, he pulled her knees up in his arms, "Wrap your legs around me and SAY IT!"

"You are," She cried, right on the edge and he wouldn't let her fall, he still wanted more.

"I am what?" He growled.

"You," She breathed out as his hand reached down between them and stroked her slowly, bringing one finger on either side of her clit, but he wasn't letting it happen till she said it the way he wanted her to. Julie knew that too and she said it now, just the way he wanted,"You are the boss of me."

"God damn right," He groaned, and moved his fingers until she blew up around him like a nuclear blast,Julie saw nothing but white between her eyes as the feeling washed over her from head to toe and lasted forever it seemed. She had never cum so hard in her entire life. Mac wiped the sweat off his face and got the hair out of his eyes and he rode this wave out. He had heard about pussy that could make you a slave , but Mac never felt anything like it before, Julie's body was a vice, squeezing every drop of cum out of him until he was collapsed on top of her in a sweaty heap.

But he was not her slave, she was his.