Chapter 5
Chapter Five
" I 'm going to do what I do to bad girls like you." He isn't giving her any explanation and that scares her.
Sebastian slowly licks the leather of his belt before he loops it around one of his hands. "I'm going to spank your ass until I'm satisfied with your behavior. Then I'm going to fuck your mouth until you’re senseless.”
Mallory's breath hitches in her throat, and her pussy throbs at the idea that he’s going to give her the punishment that he knows she craves.
A slap sounds through the quiet room as he hits her breasts with the belt. First one and then the other.
"Roll over, Mallory." His demand is quiet and stern.
She sees the darkness in his eyes before she obeys. The hit that follows is hard and stings her ass.
"Count," he orders.
"One.”
Slap.
"Two."
Slap.
"Three," she gasped, her ass burning.
Slap.
"Four.” Tears formed in her eyes.
Slap.
"Five.”
It takes a while for her to get used to the sound of the belt whistling through the air and then hitting her skin over and over again. But once she does, she feels heat prickle through her body.
The tears fall freely down her cheeks and she welcomes them. She realizes she wants to do whatever she can to please Sebastian and if he needs to spank her ass, then she’ll gladly let him.
"Please, sir," she whimpers, turning her body slightly so he can get a better angle at spanking her with the belt. "Can you fuck me now?" Her voice is so low and broken that if someone didn't know better they wouldn't have recognized it as hers.
"Your wish is my command," Sebastian growls, grabbing her by the waist and flipping her around. "On your knees."
Before Mallory can oblige, there is a knock on the door.
"Sebastian, it's Lydia, are you still here? Your car is in the parking lot."
"Goddamn it."
He pulls away quickly and begins to straighten his clothing. "Get your stuff and go into the bathroom. Do not come out until I tell you to."
Mallory quickly gathers her things and escapes to the bathroom. Who is Lydia? Why is he making her hide? She presses her ear against the door to listen.
"Lydia," Sebastian greets her, his tone unreadable.
"What's the matter, Sebastian?" Lydia purrs, her fingers tracing a line along his chest. "Interrupting something?"
"This isn't a good time, Lydia. I have business to attend to."
Lydia chuckles softly. "You always were a busy man. But don't worry, I'm not here to cause trouble... unless you want me to."
Sebastian's tone turns firm. "Not now, Lydia. We'll talk later."
"You know where to find me when you're ready," she murmurs before finally stepping out. “You were always such a good boy for me.”
"Mallory, you can come out now," Sebastian calls.
Mallory emerges from the bathroom, her body still tingling from their interrupted passion. She looks at Sebastian, her eyes filled with curiosity and a touch of vulnerability.
"Who is she?" she asks softly.
Sebastian sighs. "That was Lydia. She's a part of this world, and we have some history. I'll tell you more later. It's late, I should see you to your car."
Who was Lydia and why had she stopped by? The encounter had seemed a little odd. Did Lydia stop by for a quickie with Sebastian? Could Sebastian do that? They had never laid out any ground rules for this relationship.
Mallory feels like she’s jumped into the deep end without knowing how to swim. Is she going to drown?
Most likely.
Will it be worth it?
Absolutely.
Mallory doesn’t sleep much that night, and is awake to see the dawn.
Once she’s at the office, a sense of anticipation hangs in the air between her and Sebastian.
After their passionate encounter and the unexpected interruption by Lydia, it is clear that their connection has deepened, and Mallory knows they need to address the nature of their relationship when he calls her extension and summons her to his office at the end of the work day.
She enters, her demeanor a mix of eagerness and trepidation. She takes a seat in front of his desk, her eyes locked onto his.
Sebastian leans forward, his voice low but firm. "Mallory, what happened yesterday was just the beginning of our journey into this world of pleasure and desire. But it's essential that we establish some ground rules to ensure both of us are comfortable and safe."
Mallory nods, her attention fully on him. She has so many questions, so many desires, but she knows that trust and communication are paramount.
Sebastian continues, "First and foremost, trust is the foundation of our relationship. You must trust me completely, and I will do the same. Consent is non-negotiable. If at any point you're uncomfortable or want to stop, you need only to say the word, and everything will stop immediately."
Mallory nods.
"Second," Sebastian goes on, "we'll establish safe words. A green light means everything is okay, a yellow light indicates you're nearing your limits, and a red light means stop immediately, no questions asked. Do you understand?"
Mallory nods again, her voice steady. "Yes, sir, I understand."
Sebastian smiles, a hint of warmth in his eyes. "Good. We'll take things slow and explore your desires at your pace. Communication is key, and we'll always talk openly about what we want and need from each other."
Sebastian leans back in his seat and watches her for a moment in silence.
"I also have several needs myself." He waits a beat before continuing.
"I like to invite others in to play with me and my submissive.
I also don't mind sharing my submissive with others.
I enjoy watching." His head tilts to the side, gauging her reaction.
Mallory sits in silence for a moment and wonders how it would feel watching Sebastian pleasure someone else. Is he talking about Lydia? How would it feel to be with another woman? Or another man while Sebastian watches?
The idea has her crossing her legs. She is unexpectedly turned on.
"You may speak freely, Mallory."
Clearing her throat, she glances away a moment. "I am not sure how I feel about being shared with someone while I am still a virgin. I want my first time to be with you and only you."
Nodding his head, Sebastian rises and stands in front of her. "Your first time will be with me. Trust me, it was going to happen last night." He laughs and it is unexpected.
"What's funny?"
"I’m glad it didn't happen last night. You deserve better for your first time."
Feeling tears sting the back of her eyes, Mallory only nods, not trusting herself to speak. She feels a sense of reassurance and excitement. She had entered this world with curiosity, but now she knows she is with someone who cares for her well-being.
"This journey we're embarking on is a two-way street, Mallory. Our pleasure and desires are equally important. Together, we'll explore the depths of our passion, and I promise to guide and protect you every step of the way."