MJ FANFIC - Mr. BONDAGE (Complete) *RE-EDITING IN PROGRESS*

Chapter 15

This story contains strong vulgar words and strong sexual content. Viewer Discretion is advised.

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After a moment, I was dressed in that red dress, pearls, and a pearl necklace, my hair pinned up, and red lipstick. And Not a forgotten Red Bottom heel.

Michael waited in his living room, on his phone, and tampering with the watch on his left arm.

I walked toward him, and he glanced at me but looked away.

Then he looked again and eyes stayed.

My hands began to fidget nervously at the thought of his response.

"Wow.." He mumbled,

I blush and he puts away his phone.

"Do I look okay?"

"Look okay?" he quickly responds, his eyes lost in my outfit. "You look rather ravishing" His polite mannerisms made me blush again. His hand reached out toward mine.

I put my hand atop his and he gently caressed his thumb over my fingers before gently pulling me close to him.

Then he did something, that made me want him more. His lips smoothly kiss the side of mine, teasingly which caused my heart to ponder and skip a beat. Still holding my hand he makes me walk ahead of him and spins me around before pulling me close to his chest.

My hands rested on the height of his chest, back arching, while his hand held my waist.

"Ms. Hill, are you familiar with ballroom dancing?"

"Y-Yes..My High school prom" She slightly looks away, smiling that smile he adored ever since he met her.

"Show me, will you?" He smiles.

"Sur- She gasped as he began to whirl her in circles and arch her back over for a romantic silence.

"This is rather romantic...don't you think?" I giggle, reminding him about what he said.

"Dancing isn't romantic unless you've fallen for a person...and we aren't in love are we?" He says rather harshly about the topic.

My smile slowly disappears as I shake my head. How could someone as charming as him not want a relationship?

"What is romantic..that is me making love to you..or worrying about your feelings...What we are right now..we are fucking rough and there are no feelings discussed" He says, spinning me around and holding me & my wrist, with my back against his chest.

I looked at him, looked at me and he made a calm face.

"So... you have never been ... in love?" She asked looking into his gorgeous clear pupils.

He scoffs and chuckles a bit.

"No..."

"So..there's not one girl, that you loved during your little bondage games?" She asked, as he swayed her hips rhythmly.

"What do you mean?" He spun her out of a warm embrace and put her in the same embrace in the beginning.

"Like, did you ever fall in love with the person, you were sleeping with?" She bites her bottom lip anxious for his response.

He sighed patiently and spoke.

"I'm a sadist, Kristy.. if I were in love with them. I'd never hurt them.." He says. He spun her around once more and grabbed her close to him again.

"Nor Would I" He trails off, Hands slipping below her waist and suddenly cupping her ass cheeks into the palm of his huge hands. "Ever, do this is public to her," he says as they share deep eye contact.