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This is the last chapter, which is dedicated to bigbird12 who voted for Red.

Warning: This chapter is pretty hardcore in the end! If you're not comfortable with soft bdsm scenes, then don't read the end. Please review!

xxxxx

Liz was disappointed, so damn disappointed. Red had just told her that he had to attend his business for a few days and wouldn't tell her what it was about and where he would go. He said it was for her best if she didn't know this.

"Lizzie, I've already told you, I can't and won't tell you where I'm going. But I want you to do something for me during my...absence."

"No, this isn't how it works, Red. You tell me what you're doing and I do for you whatever you want. We do it this way or not at all."

"This is the last time I'm telling you this and I won't say it again: No, Lizzie, just no. You can't convince me to tell you what I will do and where I'm going on this trip. And don't you dare spying on me to find out yourself."

"What? I would never do this!"

"Don't lie to me, I know you thought about it."

Liz blushed and looked down to the ground, stroking her scar. Of course she had thought about spying on him, because after all, he had still people following her. It was only fair that she did the same. He took her hand and kissed the scar.

"Lizzie, all I can tell you is that I will meet a business partner. I want you to tell the others I'm not out of the country and to pretend I would be too busy to come to the Post Office. There is-"

"You do realize that you have a tracking chip in your neck, don't you?" she cut him off.

"Which is why I know a doctor who pulled it out. I have it in a small plastic bag in my pocket." Red patted on his trouser pocket.

"You did what? Then what do you expect me to do now?" she was furious again, he was unbelievable...

"Calm down, I want you to bring it to an associate of mine who will carry it around for the next four days during my trip with Dembe. Nobody will notice that I'm not in the USA when I have a guy carrying my tracking chip."

"Yeah right. Great plan, you genius..."

He grinned at her. "Lizzie. This is really important, please."

She sighed. "Fine, who is your mysterious contact? I'll give him your tracking chip before work."

Red told her the name and the location, kissed her good bye and left.

xxxxx

"Aram? I need you to do something for me. There's a problem with Reddington." Liz knew she could trust Aram more than Ressler.

"What is it?"

"Um...First you have to promise me that you will never, ever tell anyone about this. If what I ask for isn't going to work for some reason, then we never had this conversation, ok?"

"Sure, how can I help you?" Aram looked a little concerned when she told him what she wanted him to do.

"I found a small tracking devise in my handbag and I'm certain that Red put it there. He has people following me for my safety. His own tracking chip is currently not...um...with him."

"He pulled it out of his neck?"

"No, a doctor did. He told me to bring his chip to an associate of his, which I actually did this morning. What Red doesn't know is that I put my tracking devise in his jacket pocket today." 'When he kissed me good bye' she added in her head. "Now I want you to track him down. I know that my chip isn't as good as his, but we can try."

"It will take a while, I can tell you where he is in about an hour. But...Liz?"

"Yes?" Don't ask, don't ask, please don't ask...she thought.

"What is going on between you two? There are rumors in the office, you know? People are talking."

"There is nothing going on, trust me. Nothing. And thanks for your help."

xxxxx 1 hour later:

"Liz? I tracked Reddington down."

"Shh! Not so loud! Where is he?"

"He's in Madrid, Spain. You mind telling me why you want to know this?"

"I can't tell you, I'm sorry. Thanks again, I just wanted to know where he is."

"Well, no problem." Aram replied, obviously curious what was going on, but didn't want to ask again because he knew Liz wouldn't tell him anyway. Of course he wouldn't tell anybody about this, but he still wanted to know what it was that these two were hiding from the others.

Liz was glad she had someone like Aram in the task force who was trustworthy but wouldn't ask too many questions. Ressler would have told Cooper immediately if he knew Red's tracking devise was no longer in his neck. At least she knew where Red was, which calmed her a little.

xxxxx 4 days later (Thursday):

"Do you have any idea how furious I am?" Red asked when he walked in.

"What are you talking about?" Liz replied. She had decided to push him over the edge once again to get more of whatever truth out of him. Besides, she liked pushing him.

"Don't play stupid. Do you know what this" he threw the tracking devise on the table. "is? I know you put it into my jacket pocket."

"You're the one who put it in my handbag! None of this would have happened if you would have trusted me! I gave your tracking chip to your contact like you asked and didn't tell anybody."

Red grabbed her wrist with one hand and pulled her close to him, tilting her chin up with the other to force her to look at him. He squeezed her wrist firmly and pressed his lips to her ear.

"Lizzie, you wouldn't put a tracking devise in my pocket and then not tell anybody about it. You needed someone to track me down and we both know who's able to do that. I just hope he doesn't suspect anything. What did you tell him about the tracking devise?"

God, her wrist hurt, he had never squeezed it so hardly before. She knew it would be dark blue by tomorrow if he didn't let go. She whimpered, he squeezed harder. Like always.

"Answer me."

"I...I didn't tell him anything about it. Only that I put it into your pocket and wanted him to track you down."

"Sweetheart, I have never lied to you, but do you know how many times you have lied to me? Hm?"

Liz tried to break free, but he only pulled her closer and tighter to him, and his hot breath nuzzled her neck.

"Fine. I told him that a doctor removed your chip and that I brought it to an associate of yours."

"What else?" Red glared at her and cupped her jaw when she wanted to look away.

"Nothing."

"Do you need me to help you think?" he asked, squeezing her wrist even harder. When Liz felt the first tear running down her cheek, she tried to hit him with her free hand, but he didn't even react.

"I...he..."

"Yes?" He raised an eyebrow, still not letting go off her wrist. This was different than the light pain she usually felt when he was hurting her to get an answer or a confession, this was just too much.

"He asked me what was going on between you and me and I said it was nothing. We can't do anything against the gossip in the office, but if I keep denying everything, they probably stop talking about us. Could you please let go? It really hurts, Red. Please!"

He immediately released her wrist and kissed it gently.

"Where have you been, anyway? Now that you're here again, you can tell me where you have been."

"You know where I was. In Madrid."

"And? What did you do there? Just tell me!"

"No, I didn't tell you before and I won't tell you now. Accept that."

"But..."

"No, Lizzie. This conversation is over."

She stared at him in disbelief, completely stunned by the conclusiveness of his statement.

"I'm sorry, Lizzie. But I'm also disappointed-"

"Oh? You are disappointed? I brought your damn tracking chip to this shady contact of yours! I could have refused to do that, I could have told Cooper, I could have...damn it, you know what I mean!"

"Yes, sweetheart, I do. I see you have returned to that habit of interrupting me. Do you know what that means?" Red was standing behind her now and spoke directly into her ear while he caressed her neck. He walked her to the bedroom and pressed her back against his chest before he spoke again.

"Tell me." Liz replied, already feeling the heat between her legs.

"What you deserve is to be disciplined."

"For what?" she teased. She knew exactly for what. He was upset because she told Aram about the tracking chip and because she had put her own tracking devise in his pocket.

Red pulled the shirt over her head and unclasped her bra to cup her breast with his hands while he was placing wet kisses on the back of her neck.

"Lie down on the bed, Lizzie."

She did as he told her to, but wondered why he hadn't fully undressed her. She lay on her stomach and rested her head on a pillow that smelled like him. She felt how he slowly removed her shoes and knelt down behind her.

"Ass up." he ordered.

"Excuse me?"

"Do what I tell you."

Liz lifted her hips, pushing her butt in his direction. Red unfastened her belt, opened the button and the zipper from behind and slid her jeans down her legs, then played with the waistband of her panties before sliding them down, too. He took his time with her, running his fingertips up and down her legs.

"Spread your legs. Good girl. Now relax and just breath, don't think."

Red knelt down between her legs and began massaging her shoulders and back, putting body lotion on it. His hands ghosted from her shoulders to her arms and Liz flinched when his fingers brushed over her armpits several times, then went down to her hands and massaged her palms, but she always clenched her fists around his fingers.

"Lizzie, try to stand it."

"I can't, I'm too ticklish for that and you know it."

"Well, that's your fault, and now open your fists again, I'm not yet done with this."

He continued to stroke her palms, occasionally kissing her scar. His hands ran back up her arms again and then down to her hips. She heard him open the body lotion again and felt how he put it on her butt and her legs. Red took his time with each leg and then, to her pleasure, he massaged her feet for a good long while until she felt something she didn't expect. It was...arousal? Liz wasn't sure, but she definitely liked it. She moaned quietly and dug her fingers into the pillow. Was it possible that she was actually coming right now? Liz was confused, Tom had never done this to her, but Red had this ability to turn her on with the slightest touch.

Suddenly he was finished and pinned her ankles firmly to the mattress. She tested his grip but soon gave up, he was too strong.

"You've been a good girl, Lizzie. Turn around, you get your reward."

As soon as Liz was on her back, Red kissed her. First gently and tender, but then he let himself go. She remembered the kiss last week when he had let her win their fight for dominance. This night it was definitely him who won. Before she had time to think, he had already wrapped her legs around his waist and thrust into her with full force, making sure to hit her clit every single time. She was glad that he hadn't let her wait too long this time before he gave her what she wanted.

"Red? I'm still waiting for that discipline lesson you promised me."

"Lizzie, Lizzie, Lizzie. You really do need it, don't you? Ok then. Close your eyes."

She let him restrain her ankles and wrists and then waited for him to do something.

"Well? What now?"

"Oh, now we sleep. This is the first step to your discipline lesson. Good night, sweetheart."

"God, Red! This wasn't what I expected! And don't leave me tied up, I have to work, tomorrow is Friday!"

"Calm down and sleep." Red answered and pressed a wet kiss on the back of her neck, his breath nuzzling her skin.

xxxxx Friday morning:

Liz was half awake, feeling that she wasn't restrained anymore. She lay on her right side with one arm under her ear and the other next to her cheek. Her left leg was pulled to her chest and the covers brushed slightly against her clit. Red's left hand lay on her ass, only one inch away from the heat between her legs. When she pulled her other leg to her chest as well, his hand wandered to her breast and cupped it loosely.

She didn't want to get up, let alone work today, she wanted to stay in bed with him.

Red had been awake for some time now and had played with her body while she was still asleep. He knew it was creepy to do that and to watch her sleep but he knew that she did that, too.

"Good morning, sweetheart." he whispered against her back.

Liz turned around and one second later, all she could see was the red-blonde hair on his chest. She grinned at him.

"Good morning!"

"It's late, you have to get going, Lizzie. Take a shower and behave. Off you go."

xxxxx

Her day was weird because Aram was glancing over to her all the time, as if he was looking for evidence for her relationship with Red. She came home late at night, but Red wasn't sleeping yet.

"Hey, tell me about your day." Liz was actually too tired to have smalltalk, but she hadn't seen him all day and wanted to know what he had been up to.

"You may not believe me, but I went to that doctor and he put my old tracking chip inside my neck again. So there's no need for you to worry and put your own tracking devise in any jacket pockets..."

She blushed and looked away. God dammit, how long will he tease me with this?!

"Red, leave it alone. I'm sorry for that, but you have to admit that I had reasons to spy on you, right?" she snapped.

"You're touchy about that, aren't you?" he teased.

He cupped her jaw and tickled her gently below her chin, which drove her even more mad. She fought the urge to giggle and break free and instead just clenched her fists and bit her lip, waiting for him to release her.

"Lizzie, you're tired and I'm mean to you, so why don't you just go to bed and sleep. I have to...um...prepare something for tomorrow morning."

"Um, ok. Good night then." Liz kissed him one last time before going to bed.

She drank something of the water bottle which was standing on the bedside table and fell asleep immediately.

xxxxx Saturday morning (stop here if you don't wanna read about soft bdsm):

Liz woke up and realized that something was wrong. She wasn't in their bed anymore, she was in a room she had never seen before. She lay on her stomach and wanted to turn around, but something was holding her back. She tried to move her arms, but her wrists were restrained with leather straps which were attached to the king size mattress. She already knew that moving her ankles would be impossible, too. Nevertheless, she tried. They were restrained and attached to the mattress, too. But there was something else that was keeping her from moving. There were thick, tight leather straps around her upper thighs and her back and even one which was holding her neck down. She tried to struggle against them, although she knew it was hopeless.

"Morning, Lizzie."

"Red, what the hell are you doing to me?! And what kind of room is this? Why haven't I seen it before?"

"Uh, Lizzie, so many questions before breakfast. Do you wonder why you fell asleep so fast yesterday night?"

"Well, I guess because I was tired."

He laughed. "No, because I put a sedative in the water next to your bed."

"You damn son of a-"

"Quiet. You don't want to dig your hole any deeper. I had to drug you to get you in this room, if you would have slept normally you would have woken up when I restrained you to this wonderful mattress."

Liz struggled against the leather straps that were holding her down, but without success.

"Don't fight it. Trust me, you'll like this."

She heard Red chuckle and felt how he blindfolded her. If she wouldn't be so angry with him because he had drugged her, she would have enjoyed this.

"Sweetheart, do you still want me to discipline you? If not, then I will only tell you about the interesting things I could do to you. I know about the effect my voice has on you."

She didn't know what to say. This was almost as embarrassing as when he watched her masturbating...

"I asked you a question. Do you want me to discipline you or not? If you don't answer in five seconds I will do it against your will."

"Um...yes, I do."

"What was that? I didn't hear you."

"Damn it, Red! You did hear me, you just want to drive me insane!"

"You got me. So, say it again. Tell me what you want me to do."

"You do realize how humiliating that is?"

"Oh, Lizzie. We haven't even started yet and you tell me about humiliation..."

"Fine. Discipline me, Red." she blushed crimson and cursed herself for letting him do to her whatever he wanted.

"That's my girl. Brace yourself, this will hurt." Before he started, he put a cloth in her mouth to gag her.

She felt something that was both smooth and hard on her back. After a few moments she realized that it was a belt. Her belt.

Only seconds later there was a sharp pain on her back. She had expected him to whip her ass, but not her back. She bit down on the cloth in her mouth and was seriously thankful that he had gagged her, otherwise, she would have screamed right now. He hit her back about ten times, and when she started to cry softly, he caressed the red lines on her back with one hand to distract her from the pain.

"Shh, Lizzie, you've been quite rude to me last week and that's what you deserve now. Don't complain."

It was your damn decision to be my slave for a week, you jackass! She thought.

The first of ten lashes hit the hollows of her knees, it wasn't as hard as the ones on her back, but still painful. After five lashes, Liz could easily stand the pain, she actually was excited where he would hit her next, even if she thought it was more than sick to be excited about this. He teased the back of her thighs with the belt and then whipped the soles of her feet ten times, exactly on the spot he had massaged lately and which had aroused her against her will.

Damn, this man knows what he's doing...I'm such a strong woman usually, I'm an FBI agent, for God's sake! What's about him that makes me lose my mind?

"Lizzie, focus. Don't think and just concentrate on the pain. What you did to me last week was quite an experience for me, but now I'm in charge again, and you deserve to be punished for that tracking devise and your lack of trust in me." he scolded her. "I'm going to whip these beautiful thighs of yours now, more than ten times."

She dug her painted nails into the mattress, feeling the growing ache between her legs. Red was aware of that, too and stroked her inner thighs and the back of them when he was done with whipping them. She liked how he always made the pain go away with kisses and soft touches as soon as he finished hurting her. Worst of all was that she couldn't move her legs the tiniest bit because of the leather straps that were holding her down.

"So, sweetheart, do you know which part of your body needs some attention now? More attention than all the other parts?" Red growled into her ear, sending shivers down her spine. "I know that you've been craving for that for almost two weeks. It's a shame that you're not bent over my knees right now, but being restrained to a mattress surely feels good for you, too. Doesn't it?"

Liz whimpered an reply and tried to bring her body in a more comfortable position, which was quite difficult in her current state. She found it unbelievably sexy to be naked next to him while he was still fully clothed and had her at his mercy like this.

"I'm giving you a choice here, do you prefer the belt or my hand?"

"Hand" she muttered through the gag. Like you wouldn't know what I'd prefer...

"As you wish."

The first blow hit her ass, followed by more than twenty other smacks. He spanked her harder than ever before and when he was done, she was exhausted, although she hadn't moved the entire time. It was hard work to bear this kind of pain, even if she liked it.

"Lizzie, I'm going to unfasten the leather straps now. Then I want you to turn on your back and let me restrain your wrists again."

She could finally relax for a short while as he helped her turn around and let him tie her wrists to the mattress. He pulled the cloth out of her mouth and began kissing her body.

"I believe you have been punished enough for spying on me. Now you'll get something much more pleasant. Spread your legs."

She did as he said. When he bent down between them she felt his bare arms lifting her thighs onto his shoulders. He had undressed himself and was now licking over her inner thighs and her lower belly, but avoided the wetness between her legs, driving her insane and making her beg for more. She lost control during this sweet torture, struggling against her restrains and tossed and turned on the mattress. He finally licked over her clit, it was a feather light touch at first but he soon began fucking her violently with his tongue until she climaxed. Her first orgasm hadn't completely faded away as he thrust into her and came a few minutes later.

Red was laying next to her and stroked her sides. She was still restrained and begged him to release her, but he refused.

"Red, please. I'm begging you, untie me."

"No, Lizzie. Not yet. We sleep until it's time for lunch and then I untie you, not a second earlier. Understood?" Oh, how he loved it to dominate her again.

"Yes, understood." she replied.

Red kissed her nipples and rested his head next to hers.

"I love you, Lizzie."

"I love you, too."

xxxxx

The End!

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