Chapter 6:

Killian started walking around the apartment, unlocking all the trunks while Emma followed behind him. She gasped when she looked into the first trunk, it looked like he raided a sex store. There were handcuffs, leather whips, gags, and so much more. Her legs started feeling weak, she was unable to speak to him or think of anything besides what the hell did she just get herself into.

"Say something, please." Killian pleaded, watching her feel the whips through her fingers and play with the handcuffs.

"What is all this?" Emma mumbled, unable to look at him at the moment.

"This is what I do, this is what I enjoy." He explained, watching her closely as she picked up a red silk tie and rubbed it between her fingers.

"I want to do this with you, I want you to apart of this lifestyle I have." He whispered, moving a little closer and Emma froze.

"I thought this only happens in stories and in porn movie." He chuckled a little, they both shared uncomfortable looks before Emma looked back at the tie.

"Where do you think they get the ideas from?" He said, trying to make the situation less awkward. Emma cracked a smile and placed the tie back in the trunk.

"How do I play a part in this?" Emma sat back down at the table, before she passed out from shock.

"You are here to please me." He whispered, sitting down across from her.

"How does that work?" Emma was trying to take one step at a time through this. She had tried BDSM with a couple of relationships but it never worked out. Yet, here was a man that takes it to a whole new level.

"There are rules that you must comply with, for safety and pleasure. If you obey or disobey my rules, there with be rewards and punishments." Her eyes widen at that statement, she couldn't believe this was actually happening.

"And what I do get out of this?"

"A new side of pleasure, you get to explore something that only some people get to enjoy in the correct way. Plus you get me." He said, winking. Emma giggled, biting her lip as she thought about what was going around her.

"I won't hurt you. Before you agree to any of this, there is a contract that will show everything we will and won't do." He said, pointing to yet another folder that was next to him. Emma swallowed, he was truly serious about this.

"If I say no?"

"Then nothing will happen. I will leave you, even though I really hope that you agree to this." He answered, shocking Emma with that answer. He doesn't seem like the type to have a serious relationship but she was prepared for him to totally leave her. The sex was too amazing for that.

"I need time to think about this." Emma whispered, not able to make a decision at this moment. He looked at her with a hard look that was not the response that he wanted to hear.

"Ok, here is the contact. I will drive you to your car." He replied simply, Emma nodded as she placed the contact into her bag. They were silent the whole time, unsure what to say anything.

"Here we are." He mumbled, stopping by Emma's yellow bug. She sat in the car, looking at her bag like it was going to explode or something.

"Emma, I don't want you to feel pressured. I enjoy our connection and I want you to enjoy this side of me." He said, looking deep into Emma's eyes.

"I just need time to think about this. I don't just jump before thinking, no matter how hot you are." Killian laughed, the tension in the car began to disappear. He reached over and pulled her into his arms, capturing her lips.

"You think I am hot?" He whispered, grinning as Emma hit his chest.

"Shut up, pirate." She giggled, capturing his lips again. As their tongues fought, her hands ran down his chest as she played with his shirt. As she reached his erection, she began rubbing him through his jeans so that he growled.

"Don't start something you can't finish." He groaned, Emma smiled and unzipped his jeans.

"Trust me, I won't." She whispered, wrapped her hand his shaft. He lifted his hips as she rubbed up and down, spreading the pre cum with her thumb. She lowered her head and licked the underside of his shaft.

"Bloody hell." He moaned, wrapping his hand in her hair. Emma blew on his tip, making him jerk at the sudden rush of cool breath. She opened her mouth and swallowed him, taking in as much as she could. He groaned and started pushing her head up and down at his own speed. Her hand reached down and massaged his balls, she could tell that he was close by the moans and groans that he was making.

"You are a bloody vixen, my Swan." He moaned, suddenly Emma lifted her head. She placed a kiss on his tip and collected her things.

"Nighty, night." She called, opening the door and climbed out.

"Emma! Emma Swan! Get back here!" He yelled, shocked that she was really leaving him in this state. Emma smiled and slammed the door, swaying her hips as she walked to the car. As she climbed into the car, she could see him yell and finish the job from her mirror. She pulled out of the garage, driving as fast as she could.

"Hello?" She called, listening to see if Ruby was still awake. She wasn't. Emma poured herself a glass of wine then walked into her bedroom.

Pirate: Bad form, Swan, bad form.

Emma: You know you love me ;)

Pirate: I will remember this. Have you looked over the contact?

Emma: About to look it over right now

She pushed her phone away and pulled the folder out of her bag. As she opened it, she almost choked on her wine. It described in detail of all the terms of this relationship, between Dominant and Submissive. It talked about having to get tested before the beginning of the relationship and informing the Dominant the second she began sick, even if it was just the common cold.

"Holy fuck." Emma groaned, drinking the rest of the wine before continuing. She had to be available for the Dominant, aka Killian, whenever he calls or wants to see her. She wasn't allowed to pursue any other relationship while they were together. There were safe words that she had to remember, yellow for when she was close to her limit and red for when he passed the limit. They would not be allowed to call each other by their names, only be Pirate and Swan.

She smiled at that statement, she enjoyed calling him Pirate. She pushed away the contact, unable to truly focus on anything else. Her phone vibrated, showing that she had a new message.

Pirate: Did you read it?

Emma: Not the whole thing. I need time.

Pirate: I understand that but I don't want to wait too long, love.