"What?!" Alice exclaimed as she hid her face and squealed gibberish into the palms of her hands. Why couldn't she stop laughing? It was nervous laughter, she knew. She couldn't believe what he had just offered!

Sean was laughing. The girl looked as if she wanted to crawl out of her skin. She was so embarrassed! Sean was halfway kidding with his offer. He only offered it because he knew it would make her squirm. He was almost sure she'd refuse, but he admitted to himself that he wouldn't at all be disappointed if she agreed. He decided to probe more.

"I will only last 2 minutes," he promised as she bite her nails, frequently hiding her face as she shook with laughter at the ridiculous offer. "You said you've never tried it, right?" Sean reaffirmed.

"Yea, but I don't wanna try it with you!" she said, still scandalized.

"Come on," he encouraged in a voice that sounded harmless. " What could I possibly do to you in 2 minutes, hmm? I'm NOT even dominant, remember?" He was being sarcastic now. He continued. "There is just no waaayyyy someone like me could be dominant." He was mocking her. Yep, he was definitely enjoying this.

She wanted to do it. She wanted meet his challenge, but she was so scared, and the fact that cameras were on them was not lost on her.

"No!" she yelp. She was visibly nervous at this point, but her smile was still wide.

"Come onnnnn," he continued. "You've said no, like, 20 times during this one conversation. You ever get tired of saying no?", he asked.

"No." The word was out of her mouth before she knew it. It was like she was programmed to say it. She had said no for so long that she wasn't even sure she was capable of saying yes. For 29 years, she has said no. She really wanted to say yes. Alice eyed him and contemplated what could happen if she did say yes.What would he do? She was so scared. Why was she so scared? Her mind raced.

"Say yes." Sean coaxed as he watched her. To his surprise, she looked as though she was actually considering it. She was chewing her fingernails feverishly- eyes darting to and fro. She looked like a deer caught in headlights. Sean realized he actually wanted her to say yes. Say it, he thought to himself. He felt ready to pounce. Boy, had things taken an unexpected turn.

"I'm very patient, Alice. I can wait." He pretended to be ambivalent and twiddled his thumbs. Alice gathered her courage and after a few minutes, she finally spoke.

"Yes." It was a whisper, but she said it, and he heard it loud and clear.

"Yes, what?" he countered. Alice was confused. What did he mean yes, what?. She stared at him blankly, and then it dawned on her. Ohhhh…

"Yes, Sir?"

Sean smiled. "Good girl." Oh Gawd! No he didn't just say that! Alice, wanted to scream. She felt so embarrassed and out of place. Once again, she covered her face with her hands.

"Come here," he said gently.

She made her way over to the opposite side of the couch where Sean reclined. Alice sat on her heels facing him. She looked very nervous and Sean made a point not to say anything, knowing that the silence would make her even more uncomfortable, which is what he wanted. He instead took a few seconds to deliberately run his eyes over her body. She was wearing a t-shirt, and cotton shorts that barely covered her ample backside. Sean had noticed early on that she had a delicious shape, but he never really allowed himself to entertain the thought until now. She shifted, visibly uncomfortable under his gaze. Sean smiled.

"Come sit." He patted his lap.

Alice noted that his voice was clam and not demanding at all. He didn't seem forceful, and his commands seemed more like an invitation. He was reclining on the arm of the couch and when she moved to sit on his lap, he snaked his hand between her thighs making sure that when she sat, she straddled him. He began rubbing his hands over her outer thighs, up to her waist and all the way around to her backside. Here, he squeezed firmly once… twice….three times. His eyes kept roaming her face as if studying her reaction to his touch. He made sure her belly was pressed to his chest without an inch of space between them, and the only sound in the room was his hands over her shorts as he greedily milked her ass. Her breathing was quickening and her nerves began to take over. She realized she was terrified.

He suddenly moved forward and found the side of her neck. No one has ever kissed her neck before. He mouth was warm and she felt his tongue lick and dance over her pulse. Smack!

The sound of skin on skin took her by surprise and she jumped. A quick sound escaped her lips and immediately she felt her left ass cheek begin to sting. She hadn't noticed he had move her shorts up to make direct contact with her bare skin until she felt the cool air as it tried to soothe the pain away. He continued the delicious assault on her neck, biting her collarbone, and moving from one side of her neck to the other, melting her from the inside out. Smack!

"fuck", she breathed. Another slap. It had already happened before, and yet the blow took her by surprise. These were no love taps. He hit hard. Her breathing escalated further.

Sean suddenly moved away from her neck bringing his hands from her backside to the sides of her face. He held her head and stared at her with a somewhat surprised expression.

"What did you say?" he asked in a voice so low it kind of intimidated her. She stared at him, not sure what he was talking about.

"Was that an expletive I heard escape your lips?" Alice realized that she has said the f-word. She NEVER cursed. EVER. Even when she was mad, she couldn't bring herself to use a single curse word. She'd thrown out a Dagnabit every now and again, but that was about it. So why now? Where did it come from?

Sean stared at her as she blinked at her realization. She looked as shocked as he did. Sean had never heard Alice curse, and it caught him by surprise. "Have you ever used that word before?" he asked. His voice was slow and smooth. So sexy. She stared at him.

"Answer me."

"No." Alice's voice was but a whisper. Sean smiled. He was pleased at this proof that, for a moment, she had lost control.

"Say it again." His voice was suggestive and still calm. His eyes were focused on her lips waiting for them to wrap around that taboo word.. Alice was dragging in air. She could hardly breath.

Smack! "Say it!"

"Oh fuck!" The cry felt involuntary. His hands had moved so fast back to her ass, that the blow once again shocked her. He continued to kiss her neck and began deliberately grinding her hips against his jeans. She quickly matched his rhythm. The friction was glorious- almost too good.

"You're quivering," he whispered against her ear. "Why are you quivering, Alice?" Alice, could barely think. Part of her was anticipating the next blow and part of her was completely lost in pleasure. "Answer me," he demanded. His voice was still calm.

He stopped kissing her ear to lean back and look at her face. She seemed lost for words. "Tell me why," he encouraged.

She stared him, her brow furrowed, her breathing ragged. She was in ecstasy, and he knew it. She shook her head rapidly. "I don't know." The friction continued, and Alice felt something building inside of her. She could hardly keep her eyes open.

Sean insisted. "Allliiiiiccceee," he drawled, knowing that she was close. "You must know something." His voice was liquid. He knew what he was doing. He felt her whole body trembling and knew he could make her cum this way. "Why are you trembling."

She kept biting her lips and actually seemed to be fighting against what she knew to be an orgasm. "I like it." she said, breathlessly. That was it. That was the only explanation she could muster.

"I've given you pleasure?" he asked. He knew he had, but he waited for her response. She looked as if she was losing a battle with herself. Finally she said yes. The affirmation was only a whisper, but he hear it. "Then, where are your manners?" he asked playfully. He was having too much fun. "What do you say?"

Her eyes were mostly closed now. She couldn't think. Her mind was racing and her body was on fire. She really didn't think she could fight it anymore. "Thank you," she whispered

"Thank you, what?" he reminded.

"Thank you, Sir."

Smack! Another blow. She cried out. She didn't know whether the last blow was punishment or a treat. The difference between the two was muddled at this point. She made the decision to just give in. Suddenly, his hands moved to still her hips, stopping the delicious friction. He lifted her and moved her to sit next to him. He sat back against the arm rest of he couch, folded his hands in his lap, and looked at her. "Times up," he said. His smile was down right evil.

She looked visibly shaken and awkwardly sat there fidgeting, trying to look nonchalant. She immediately felt embarrassed and wanted to hide. She tried to smile back, tried to look unaffected, but she failed.

"See," he said. "You survived." He chuckled. She would have thought he was unaffected too if not for the hard impression in his jeans.

Camille walked in and Sean pulled a pillow over himself.

"Nominations are soon," Camille announced as she sat on the other couch directly across from Sean and Alice. She struck up a flirtatious conversation with Sean, though Alice had a hard time paying attention. Something about Sean note coming to talk to her before she made her nominations….or something like that. She'd let them sort that out. Alice shakily got up, and left them to talk.