Chapter 17: I Feel Like I'm Drowning

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"I don't understand the story," Ally said.

She was curled up against Leo's side, with her head resting on his shoulder.

"Because you haven't watched the movie", he said with a grin. "You've been too busy sticking your tongue in my ear."

She looked up at him with the theatrical innocence of a brat.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

She turned her eyes back to the TV. It was a horror film. She loved the genre. Leo had said that he never really had caught interest for it. He leaned forward and rested his elbows on his thighs. She guessed that he just hadn't given the films a chance before. He was very invested in this particular one and normally she would be too. It was just so much more fun to tease him. If she licked or bit him on a sensitive spot just as a jump scare came, he would be twice as scared, which she highly enjoyed.

She had seen The Conjuring before and had a pretty good idea when something would jump out or when the volume would suddenly get louder. Leo was watching on high alert. The "your arms close to your body, hands touching your face, and eyes glued to the screen"-alert.

Another moment came and she creeped up closed to him and nibbled at his earlobe just as hands showed up from a wardrobe.

He jumped, turned to her, grabbed her by the throat, and pushed her down onto the sofa.

"Stop it."


Leo liked being in control and horror movies was the opposite of being in control. Still, they could be fun to watch, but Ally's constant touches surprising him at just the right moments, were annoying. That put her in control over him, and while the sub always was in control, this was just her bratty side making a comeback.

Usually, his dom voice made her shiver but this time she just looked at him with big eyes and a devilish smile. She had fun. Teasing was normal, it was fun, but he didn't think she knew the situation she was putting herself into by teasing a dom.

"No", he said. "I can see what you're thinking and you don't want to test me right now." He squeezed her throat harder. "I'm already upset with you for hissing at me earlier. Do you really want to add to that? I said I will punish you tomorrow but I can just as easily do it now."

He let go of her throat, grabbed her by the hair, and pulled her up to a sitting position.

"I need you to say that you'll calm down."

She held her hand against her throat in an attempt to ease the pain that he had created. A wave of guilt washed over him.

"Just say that you'll be a good girl", he said softly.

She nodded, still not letting go of her throat. "I'll be a good girl."

She sounded small. He moved her hand and made her raise her chin so he could inspect her throat. It was red, could even bruise in a couple of hours.

"You need to use your safe word if you think that I go too far."

She raised an eyebrow. "You didn't. I was fine."

She tried to turn back to the TV but he held her in place.

"You need to use your safeword, otherwise we can't keep doing this."

He caressed her cheek.

"I haven't said 'no' because I haven't felt the need for it."

He sighed. "How did you feel just now?"

Her hand instinctively went up to her throat.

"Nothing. Normal. This is what we do."

She absentmindedly stroked the red mark. A person screamed on the TV and he jumped.

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