Take Over Me

15. Consequence

🅢🅟🅔🅝🅒🅔🅡: 𝐌𝐲 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐭 𝟕. 𝐍𝐨 𝐞𝐱𝐜𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐬. 𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐞.

The text does more to you than it probably should, bringing back the familiar feeling you've almost forgotten. When Spencer teased you earlier today, you definitely felt a certain way. But now—knowing he's actually going to dominate you again—even if it means punishment, it makes you excited. A lot more than it probably should.

You two haven't really explored the extent of your BDSM dynamic in a while. Last night he was so different, just allowing you to do everything and take the lead. You have a feeling—because of that—tonight, he'll be more intense than before.

. . .

Before you know it, it's already 5:30 pm and the work day is coming to a close. As you're packing up, you notice that Emily is approaching you.

She stops right in front of your desk. "Hey, do you wanna go out later? I'm in desperate need of distraction."

You give her a reluctant frown. "I'd love to Em, but I already have plans tonight. I'm sorry." You smile. "Rain check though?" You know that you can take her up on that offer another night.

"No problem. I'll definitely be holding you to it! It seems like you and I are the only single ones around here." She lets out a chuckle.

You laugh back, not being able to say the truth.

You are single. But, you're sure Spencer wouldn't be thrilled if he found out you were going out to bars, looking for guys. It's one of his rules. You are his and only his.

What would really happen if I broke one of those rules?

That'll have to be something to figure out a different night. Because tonight, the only man you want to be around is Spencer.

. . .

𝟞:𝟝𝟝 𝕡𝕞

You arrive outside the familiar door of Spencer's apartment. At this point, between sex and just hanging out, you're here almost every day.

I should really invite him over to my place sometime.

Within a moment's time, Spencer opens his door. "Y/N. You're," he glances down at his watch, "five minutes early. Usually you're at least five minutes late...Eager?"

You laugh, entering his apartment in a vastly different manner than yesterday. Yesterday you came prepared to make all the moves and have it end with Spencer disheveled beneath you.

This evening, contrary to yesterday, you've come prepared to be at his mercy all night. Though, pretty much ever since you've met Spencer, you've been that way. It might be a little pathetic how fast you're willing to obey to his orders.

"Although, I'm not too sure you should be so eager. I think we both know what's awaiting you."

Punishment.

You have decided you aren't going to fight it today. Honestly, maybe it's fucked up, but the thought of Spencer punishing you only makes you more excited.

"Really? Why?" you ask, a glimmer of false innocence in your words.

"Why?...Because earlier you chose to tease me multiple times. And after the fact, got on your knees, unzipped my pants, and then just walked away. I'm sure you found that just amusing. Like somehow you had won the game you were trying to play."