A/N: Greetings...again.

Some of you will notice a couple of things. One, this is chapter THIRTY of this story, and it's nowhere near being completed just yet. I don't intend it to drag on forever, it must end at some point (as all good things must), but I dare say there may be a third story somewhere in the works, turning it into a trilogy. I can't seem to leave this incarnation of the characters we all know and love well enough alone.

Two, THIRTY rhymes with DIRTY, and this chapter is every bit of that, so please be advised of the following In Through The Out Door Disciplinary Cigarette Warning™

(Wow, what a fucking mouthful. Pun intended.)

Clearly my mind hasn't done things by halves, and neither will the fingers of some of you reading what is to come. Yes, I really just said that, because I know that deep down you're all dirty minded bitches! (And I call you that with LOVE, I swear!)

On with it, then! *swats you with a paddle*

Disclaimer: I do not own skins. Good thing I don't, it might have gained a triple XXX rating at this rate...HAHAHAHA... Any and all typos are NOT due to sticky fingers. Promise.

(Emily POV)

I unlocked the door, and hustled Naomi inside, practically slamming it firmly behind us, and making sure it was securely locked. Her teasing of me didn't end in my office, seeing as she pushed me against the wall in the lift and snogged me senseless, and then insisted I settle in her protectively placed arms in the taxi on the way home. She kept one eye on the driver, and one hand inside my jacket, palming my breast as she kissed at the shell of my ear and told me some very dirty things that made me shiver. That's the thing about Naomi... I'd found out that she could be about as dominant as she could be submissive, if not more so, depending on her mood. I don't know what had made her take me in my office like that, however, now that we were home, I planned to find out.

I leaned against the closed door, and stared at her as she placed her satchel by the door. There was something else about her presence, and it served as both a curiosity and a turn on. "Stop." I said. "Turn around."

She turned around to face me, and looked at me with twinkling eyes. "Yes?" There was a cheeky defiance in her tone, and a smirk on her lips.

I beckoned for h to come towards me, and she slowly stepped forward, the click of her heels echoing slightly. "Take off your shoes." I said, my voice calm and low. She did as I requested, and stood an inch or so shorter, back to her normal height. I stepped closer, and unbuttoned her jacket, the only sound the rustle of fabric as I slid it off her shoulders, and tossed it onto the sofa. I slid my hands up the front of her shirt, and slowly teased her top button out of its buttonhole, followed by the second...and third. I then gripped her shirt in my fingers and closed the distance between us, hearing her soft groan as my lips crashed into hers, my tongue spearing its way through them in a deep, passionate kiss.

My fingers slid down her front, opening the rest of the buttons, and then pulling her shirt off her completely, likewise making short work of removing her bra. I slid my hands across her skin until they met her shoulder blades, feeling her body shiver against mine as I kissed down to her neck and bit into the sensitive flesh where her neck met her collarbone. "Ah!" She moaned, tensing against me as a gasp left her.

"You have been very naughty this evening, my beautiful girl..." I muttered, against her neck. "And I'm going to find out why."

"Oh?" She asked, breathlessly.

"Mmhmm." I released my hold on her, unzipped her skirt and let it drop to her feet. "Bedroom. Now." I commanded, spanking her arse for good measure. She yelped slightly, and I smirked as I followed her. She turned to face me as she reached the foot of our bed, and I pushed her backwards until she was sitting and looking up at me. "Ah-AH...lie down." I said, gently pushing her shoulders until she was lying on her back looking up at me, biting her bottom lip. I raised my eyebrow. "Careful what you wish for, beautiful... I have some teasing of my own to do, don't you think?"

A soft giggle was the only reply she gave, followed by a dreamy sigh. "Tease." She smirked.

"Pot...kettle..." I replied, walking towards the bedside table and retrieving the blindfold. She obediently lifted her head and I slipped it over her eyes, plunging her into darkness. She shifted up the bed and settled against the pillows as I went to the oak box, hearing the soft squeak as I opened its lid. The beauty of the various pieces of leather kit I (well, we) owned, was that the metal fittings were mostly universal, and able to be connected to various things...metal chains, rope, other cuffs...you name it. There was still a set of leather cuffs looped around the railings of the bed head, but for what I wanted to do, I would need a little something extra.

"What have you got in mind..." Naomi asked from behind me.

"Patience, my beautiful one." I replied, as I picked up a length of chain, as well as the delightful paddle we picked up in our little trip to the adult shop. I closed the box, and turned around, placing the items on the bed. I was silent as i undressed, and I watched Naomi, sensing her curiosity and seeing her strain to hear where I was, and what I was doing. "Curious?" I asked.

"Always."

I chuckled softly. "Good." I said, right before I climbed onto the bed and straddled her naked hips, feeling the warmth of her beneath me. I trailed my fingertips down to her right wrist, and lifted it above her head, securing it into one of the cuffs. I wound the chain around the railings, so there was enough slack init to have just enough movement for her to be able to turn over. I then attached the other cuff to the chain, clipping the connector onto the metal ring, and the lifted her left wrist above her head, and secured it in place. I reached beside me and picked up the paddle. Starting at her forehead, I traced the edge of it down her face, along the line of her nose, her lips, chin... Down her throat and chest, ever so slowly. I traced around each of her nipples just as slowly.

I shuffled downwards, and continued to trace patterns along her skin with the edge of the paddle, watching the subtle tensing of her muscles, and the rise and fall with each of her increasingly shallow breaths. I could see the goosebumps that were forming beneath me, not from a chill in the room, but from the anticipation of my actions. The sensations inside my own body were alive and tingling, still buzzing low after the way in which she had taken me in the office, and the thrill of being watched Suggesting it to her wasn't simply for her benefit, you understand. I found it very much a turn on myself, and that would have been one of those ultimate things I wanted to experience with her. But it seems... "You beat me to it." I said, my voice quiet and low. "Why?"

I watched the subtle contraction of the muscles in her throat as she swallowed. "You think I didn't know you want to do it as much as I do?" She asked. "I couldn't help it."

"No?"

She shook her head. "You were so gorgeous, sitting there. I improvised."

I exhaled slowly. "And you knew I would take my revenge when we got home." I stated.

She groaned softly and he back arched upwards. "But what delicious revenge..." She sighed.

I smirked to myself. "My beautiful girl... I am not a sadist, you know that."

"Yes."

"But are you a masochist?"

She sighed. "If you mean to ask does it get me off when you use that voice on me, or when you spank me... Then yes, I suppose I am." She explained. "But not to the point of leaving bruises on my body, or marking me permanently."

"That would constitute abuse as far as I'm concerned, you realise?" I asked.

"Yes. And I know you don't want to do that to me."

I laid the paddle flat on her stomach and simply watched her for a few moments. "I need to ask you something. Something I've asked before, and I want a completely honest answer from you."

"Ok..."

I thought about my words, and then spoke. "I've given you words to use...ones we use quite often. You also have a safe word that you never use. Why is that?" I asked. "Is it because what I do to you when we play is within limits I've not yet pushed?"

Her brow furrowed. "You know my body as well as I do, Emily. I've told you how extreme I won't go. I know you watch me intently when you have me like this even when I am blindfolded... And I know you learn from it, and what you do to me feeds off the pleasure you witness it give me." She said. "And your pleasure feeds off mine."

"You know I've done more extreme things, though. With other people." I said.

"Yes, but I'm not other people. You love me. And as far off centre as it gets with what we do, no matter how kinky it is... I know you won't really hurt me. It's against your instinct." She explained.

"Because I love you?"

"Yes."

"Hmm...interesting." She bit her bottom lip, and then immediately untucked it. "Oh? There's something else?"

She nodded. "I believe that you have too much love and respect for me to do something I wasn't comfortable with. At least without discussing it first." She said. "Like with your little glass friend in the oak box."

I felt the tightening of my stomach at the memory of Naomi laying across my lap as I slid the glass plug into her arse...the way her body tensed, not in any pain, but in pleasure as I did so. "Why beautiful... Are you trying to give me an idea?" I said, in a sly tone.

Her lips twitched into a slight smirk. "Maybe..."

I reached to her nipples and gently gripped them in my fingers, lightly rolling and squeezing them until they stiffened. "Vocabulary, darling..."

"Yesss..." She hissed, as her back once again arched upwards. "Jesus, yes..." Her voice was breathless as she squirmed under my touch.

"Tell me what you want, beautiful...and I shall make it happen." I said, the dominance in my voice making its appearance once more, as I continued playing with her nipples.

Her wrists strained against the restraints, as she shivered under me, her body reacting to my voice as it always did. "Plug me. S-spank me. Fuck me." She groaned.

"In that order?" I asked.

"Yes."

I leaned over her and brushed my lips against hers. "Oh, my beautiful girl... Your wish is my command." At once, I raised up off her, setting my feet on the floor and crouching down over the box of tricks. The soft squeak of the lid sounded again as I opened it, and retrieved the drawstring bag with the dark glass plug and the lubricant, and while I was at it, the strap on. I lowered the lid once more, and got to my feet, and with practised precision, quickly slid the harness around my hips and tightened it into place. I grabbed a hand towel from the bathroom and went back into the bedroom. I looked over at Naomi, whose head was turned in my direction, even though she couldn't see me, and I knew from her expression that she was seeing what I was doing, even though her eyes were in darkness. I stepped closer to the bed, and then got onto it, lifting the paddle off her stomach and kneeling next to her knees. I placed my hands on her hips. "Turn over." I said, gently lifting her hips. With little difficulty, given the fact that she was restrained, she turned herself over, and I was content that I had given her enough slack in the chain to do so. She settled with her head between her arms on the pillow, sighing softly as she did so.

I cast my eyes over the back side of her body. Her arse had returned to its normal complexion, the redness having faded in the evening after our little role play exercise. After emptying the contents of the drawstring bag onto the bed beside me, I reached out to touch her buttocks one by one, rubbing them gently. "Does it still hurt?" I asked.

"No." Came the soft reply.

"Good." I said. I slid both of my hands down between her thighs, and pushed gently. "Open." Her legs slid open, until her feet were shoulder width apart, and her wet centre was displayed to me. "You're wet, beautiful..."

"Yes." Her voice was a shaky whisper, as my fingers reached to her folds and I played along them with my fingertips.

"And I get to play with you..." I grinned, as I slid one of my fingers into her, the slickness of her heat allowing it to slip right in as she moaned softly. "So..." I mused, as I slid my finger back out and slid the wet digit up between her spread cheeks and rubbed her essence into her heated skin. "First, I get to plug you..." I said, circling her with my slick finger. Her body shivered, as I gently began to work the tip of my finger inside her, the wetness allowing for ease of entry. "I know how much you enjoyed that last time I did it..." I reached for the lubricant and opened it, dripping some between her cheeks, to a slight whimper and a soft, but cute giggle from my lover. "I know...it's cold..." I said, as the liquid met my fingers. "You know why it's important, though..."

"Mmm...so it doesn't hurt." Naomi replied.

"Correct. If it hurts, I'm not doing it right." I said, working my finger in a little deeper. "Patience is the key." I continued, as I gently thrust the tip of my finger into her tight warmth, edging deeper as she became comfortable with it. Soon enough, the length of my finger was wrapped in her heat, and with my other hand, I reached between her legs, slipping them against her soaked clit. She groaned and gasped, her hips rolling as I teased it with my fingertips, and I could feel her clenching around my finger. "Good?"

"Fuck yes..." She gasped, followed by another soft moan. I moved my hand from between her legs and continued to slowly thrust my finger in and out of her, feeling her relax into the motion. After a few minutes, she let out a small whimper.

"More?" I asked.

"Yeah..." Her voice had that distracted, far away sound to it, and I knew it was the effect of the act that was running through her, putting her into that space where her name didn't matter, only that she was mine, that she trusted me and that the control of her pleasure was in my hands.

I slid my finger out, and dripped more of the lubricant between her cheeks, and slowly began to work two of my fingers inside her. I watched the tensing and relaxing of her body, reading her reaction to the intrusion. The trick to this was going at a comfortable pace, not rushing, and the ever helpful lubricant. Like I had said to her, if it hurts, I'm not doing it right. And the last thing on earth I wanted was to hurt her when doing something that she trusted me with. Believe me, there was nothing more arousing to me than seeing the woman I loved and adored above all else restrained under me, trusting me with her body, her mind, her heart and her soul.

I would never abuse that trust. Ever.

I twisted my fingers as I slowly worked them in, making sure she was ready for the next thing. My fingers were in knuckle deep, and she was tight. I stroked my fingertips along her spine, as the rise and fall of her body with her shallow breaths began to even out, and the tightness around my fingers began to relax a little. She groaned softly, and I didn't question it, simply allowing her to feel the experience for a few minutes until she spoke in a broken hoarse whisper, and urged me on further. "More."

"Are you sure?" I asked, still softly stroking her sound.

"Yes."

"Very well." I reached for the open bottle of lubricant, and dripped a few drops into my hand, setting it aside and picking up the glass plug. I covered it in the slippery fluid, while slowly dragging my fingers back and then pushing them inside her again, to the response of a loud groan, and the arching of her back. The fact that it was a groan of pleasure registered in my lower stomach, and I had to still my fingers as the shiver ran through me. I slid my fingers from her, and again, she whimpered, almost mournfully. "Don't fret, beautiful..." I said, placing the slick tip of the glass plug at her tight entrance. "It's only temporary."

"Yesss..." She groaned, as I began to slide the plug into her arse. Her wrists strained against the cuffs, and she gasped, but again, not in pain, as the plug began to fill her. The widest part of it was just thicker than two of my fingers, and the lubricant allowed it to slip in with little resistance. When it slid the whole way in, her hands gripped the pillow, and I held her hips in my hands as her body tensed and shook, several gasps leaving her lips as she clenched around the intrusion, drawing a throaty moan from deep in her chest. After almost a minute, her body stilled as I stroked the base of her spine, and several soft, murmured grunts left her lips. "Fuck..." She whispered.

"Alright?" I asked.

"Uh huh..." She responded. "I-intense...just...UNF..."

"Are you ready for more, or do you need a moment?"

She took a deep shuddering breath, and exhaled slowly. "Please...don't stop." Her voice spoke of need, and I knew I didn't need to enquire further.

I wiped my hands dry with the towel, and shuffled backwards, down to her knees, making sure I had enough room to do what I was about to do next. "Shall we start easy?" I asked, trailing my fingertips over her cheeks, to the response of an affirmative groan. "Ten each side, I think..." I said, as I reached back and began my task. I spanked her with a flat hand, in order to be sure that it stung a little, just enough to make her squirm. And of course, to also be sure that her arse didn't hurt too much too quickly, I also rubbed her skin. The difference was, the other times I had done this, she didn't have a plug inside her, and I could tell the still new experience of that was arousing her even further, if the muffled moans and the extra clenching of her cheeks were anything to go by.

When I was done with the ten spanks on each cheek, I paused for a few moments to rub at her skin, spreading the warmth over them and soothing the stinging sensation. "How are you feeling?" I asked. The groan I got in response told me that she was feeling just fine, even if she didn't have the words to express it. "More, then?"

"God, yes..." She groaned.

I reached for the paddle, and slid the edge of it down her spine, causing her to shiver again. I rubbed the flat leather of the paddle against each of her cheeks, the cool contact making her whimper softly. I slid my other hand between her legs and felt just how much wetter she had become. I looked downwards, and could see the damp patch on the sheet beneath her. "My beautiful girl...You are going to come from this, aren't you?" I mused. I lifted the paddle and brought it down firmly twice on either side. Her body tensed once more as she moaned loudly, her hips rocking forwards, and then her body tensing again as she felt the intrusion of the plug inside her. I knew it wasn't going to take much of this before that might happen. I reached back and spanked her firmly again, the sound of the leather meeting her skin more prominent this time with each contact of the paddle. She buried her face in the pillow, and groaned, the sound of her pleasure and the reaction of her body telling me all I needed to know.

I waited as her squirming settled down, then gently tapped the paddle against each of her reddening arse cheeks, and rubbed her skin softly with it. "You. Are. A. Naughty. Girl. Who. Needs. A. Good. Fuck." I said, accenting each one of my words with another firm spank on each of her cheeks.

"Fuck!" She groaned, the power of speech returning to her.

"More?" I asked.

"Yes...more!" I let out a low chuckle. I paddled her again, five on each side this time, each of her whimpers and soft moans of pleasure working their way into my system and setting in my lower stomach. I rubbed her now very red arse again, to soothe the sting, and she purred her contentment. I reached between her hot, slick folds and brushed against her swollen clit with my fingertips. "Oh GOD..." Her moan almost turned into an incoherent cry. I removed my finger and leaned upwards, slipping it between her lips and letting her taste her pleasure. She moaned softly as she gently sucked at my finger, and again as I withdrew it and slid it down her spine. Her body shivered once more, and she groaned slightly.

"I want you to come before I fuck you." I said, as I raised the paddle once more. "And I'm going to make you come." I added, my tone dark enough to make her shiver again. I raised the paddle once more and began to spank her again, steadily, firmly, and evenly on either side of her arse. I knew to spank her enough times to make it sting, and I knew that sting was feeding her arousal, and I kept it up until she cried out incoherently as her body shook violently, squirming hard as her hips rocked back and forth, her plugged arse adding to the climax cascading through her. I dropped the paddle to one side and placed my hands on her hips once more, rubbing her skin with my thumbs and soothing her once more. "Easy, baby...easy..." I whispered, as she continued to shudder under me, less than before, but still enough to be noticed. I leaned over her and placed kisses up her spine until I reached her neck. "Such a good girl..." I whispered.

"Mmm..." Was her response. It was enough for me, I knew coherency wasn't paramount when she was in this state, and it didn't occur to me to mind so much.

I let her come down, and then spoke again. "Now...I'm going to properly fuck you." I said, leaning back up and shuffling forwards a little. I reached between her legs and flicked my fingers through her wetness. "So wet..." I mused. "Just the way I like you..." I added, as I lined up the tip of the strap on and wasted no time in sliding it inside her. She was so slick that the entry was quick and easy, and her body reacted just as quickly, as she cried out with a loud groan, her body shuddering again and pushing back against me. I grabbed her hips tightly "Hold on, beautiful...oh wait, you already sort of are..." I smirked, as I pulled back and began to thrust into her, deep and slow.

"Fuck...yes...oh god!" She mumbled, as my hips thrust into hers. I slid my finger through the ring of the plug and put pressure on it, and her mumbling became more strained and incoherent.

"You like that, don't you?" I growled, as I leaned into her and moved my hips faster.

"God YES! Please...Emily...fuck me!"

I reached up her spine and threaded my fingers into her hair, pulling her head back slightly. "No matter what we do...no matter who sees us do it... You are mine. Don't you ever forget it..." I growled, as the pleasure began to peak within my own body. The charge of arousal I had felt within me in my office had reignited into a raging fire since we had got home, and now it was burning out of control. I thrust into her faster, in counterpoint with my finger tugging on the glass plug, and before long, she cried out as another orgasm tore through her, the sound of which gripped at my insides and set off another spark of pleasure inside me. Just as I began to come, I tugged more on the plug in her arse, feeling the pull of her tightness give way as it popped out of her, and the shudder of her body against my own as I grabbed her hips and thrust quicker into her as the pleasure I felt reached its ultimate peak and my body stiffened above her as we both cried out together, becoming a rippling, heaving pile of fevered flesh.

In the minutes before I became completely exhausted, I reached up to unbuckle her wrists, and slid out of her, slipping out of the harness. I massaged her shoulders, and trailed my fingers down her spine, getting a good look at her cheeks. "Oh, baby..." I smirked, running my fingers lightly over her sensitive red skin. Her hand reached for mine and gripped it tightly. I looked up at her, seeing that she had taken off the blindfold and was looking over her shoulder at me with glassy, satisfied eyes. I crawled upwards, sliding off her body and settling in next to her, wrapping my arms around her. I kissed her softly, the movement of her lips against mine telling me that I had nothing to worry about. She turned onto her side and cuddled into my arms, leaning her head against my shoulder. We said nothing between us for a very long time, as I held her, stroked my fingertips up and down her arms, and left soft kisses against her temple.

Finally, she looked up at me with her wide, blue eyes. "You have completely spoiled me for anyone else, and I don't care." She said, softly.

I started to laugh, but then stopped when I realised that she was serious. "You mean that?"

"Yes." She sighed. "How can I be with anyone else when I am so bound to you?" She added. "It would never be right. It would never be...comfortable." She took my hand in hers and linked our fingers. "This. This is perfect. No one else will understand the complete truth of what we are to each other. What you are to me."

"And what am I, to you?" I asked.

"The one who makes me whole." She said, her voice wobbling a little. It was followed by a sniffle. "Don't worry...it's a good thing."

"Good emotions?" I asked, as I met her eyes again, tears slipping down her cheeks.

"Yes." She said, blinking. She leaned in and kissed me slowly, with a lingering passion that wasn't about to lead anywhere other than expressing how she felt. No, we had already been there. "I love you, so much." She whispered, when her lips left mine.

I smiled. "I'm glad you do, or what we just did I could be arrested for!"

She started to laugh, then. "Oh that, I would argue in court, was totally consensual, if you were arrested." She sighed. "That was amazing..."

"Yeah?"

She nodded. "Every time you would spank me..." She groaned. "God, I can't even talk about it, because I'll get aroused again and I don't have the energy..." She said, biting her bottom lip and giggling cutely. "Thank you."

"No, beautiful...thank you. For trusting me as you do."

Naomi shuffled around onto her front, and whimpered slightly, but not in a painful way. "Can't help it. Love you too much." She muttered. Her eyes opened again to look at me. "Rest a bit?"

I snuggled in next to her and slid my arm across her lower back. "Of course, baby." I said, kissing her shoulder. Her eyes closed once more, and I watched her breath for a few minutes.

"You're watching me again?" She said, sleepily, her eyes remaining closed.

"Can't help it...you're beautiful." I replied.

Her lips curved into a slight smile. "Cheeky bitch." She smirked.

I laughed softly, and kissed her gently. "Love you, too. Sleep now."

A/N#2: *blinks*

It wasn't meant to be that kinky, really.

(Like any of you are going to believe me...preaching to the choir... lol)

Erm...review?

More soon enough, yes?

Yes.

Until then...

~GN~ xo