Gallium // Bucky Barnes // 18+

26. Submission.

No need to imagine
'Cause I know it's true
They say, "All good boys go to heaven"
But bad boys bring heaven to you
It's automatic, It's just what they do
They say, "All good boys go to heaven"
But bad boys bring heaven to you
You don't realise the power they have
Until they leave you and
you want them back
Nothing in this world
prepares you for that.

~Heaven.
(By: Julia Michaels.)

TO: Sexual content, smut, BDS.

"Before we do this... I want you to answer a few questions." Bucky said sincerely in a deep voice, standing in front of Krystal.

After coming back from the club, Bucky took Krystal to his own room of pleasure. Krystal could sense the change in his posture and inclination when they went to the club and also when they stepped inside the room.

Listening to his voice, she understood that Bucky took this very seriously.

"Okay." Krystal replied looking up at him with her dress on and bare feet.

"Are you sure you are comfortable with me using everything in that sideboard?" Bucky asked acutely, intertwining his fingers.

"I am, as long as you don't hurt me." She cautiously replied in a low voice.

"We'll come to the hurting part." He said walking past her and towards the drawers. "There are certain rules you need to follow." He voice was deep and dark as he popped a drawer, looking down at it.

Krystal turned on her heels, looking at Bucky.

"Rules?" She asked furrowing her brows a little.

"Absolute rules." He said turning around to face her with silk red blind folds in his palm.

Taking a deep breath, "okay." Krystal said looking at Bucky as he walked over to her.

"Number one." he said, keeping the blind folds on the bed and holding the hem of her dress while she gradually raised her hands up. "You'll refer to me as Sir... If you want me to give you what you want." He said in his darkest voice, removing her dress from over her head and dropping it on the couch, leaving her in her bra and panty.

"Is that understood?" He asked authoritatively looking down at her.

She blushed and looked down, "Yes, sir." She said in a seductive voice and Bucky couldn't handle her cuteness as well as her hotness but he knew how to teach a submissive.

"Good." He said crossing his arms over his chest as her eyes returned to his. "Inside these walls you'll be my submissive and I'll be your dominant. You'll do anything and everything I'll ask." He said gradually, observing her body posture. "Do you understand the meaning of submissive and dominant, completely?" He asked narrowing his eyes a little.

Krystal shook her head, stealing her eyes away from him as her interests were peeking and she was turning into a blushing mess.

"A submissive is a person who submits themself completely and utterly to another. They are obedient and compliant to their owner or dominant." Bucky informed and she nodded her head in understanding.
"Words, doll." He said seriously. "We won't be able to do this if you won't speak." He said in a raspy voice.

"Yes, sir. I understand." She replied pressing her lips together in a small smile.

"Good." He said holding her shoulders and spinning her on her heels. "A dominant is the owner of their submissive." He said in a husky voice close to her face while he unclasped her bra. "They own their submissive-" his lips flickering on the shell of her ear, making her roll her eyes beak at his hot breath. "In our case... that's me." He said throwing her bra on the couch, hitching her breath at his words.