My Little Secret

6. Wednesday- Bryan

"Why are you in here?" I hear a voice ask, and my eyes open. I stare into the soft brown eyes of who I assume must be Bryan.

I rise, blinking away the sleep, and look at him confused. "This is where I sleep."

He lets out a little laugh, "No, I was talking to Master. It's my day, not his."

I gasp, turning over to shake Master awake. "Hey, wake up, Lug Nut," I exclaim after shaking him for a good thirty seconds. He doesn't budge. The most I get out of him is off moan.

"He's always been a heavy sleeper. Why was he in here?" He asks me.

"We were just talking about some stuff and I guess we fell asleep," I reply, causally.

"Oh," He says. "Okay, we'll get dressed and we can go."

I give him a confused look. "Go where?"

He shrugs. "We are in the mountains, and I'm the only one here who likes to hike. You're my hiking buddy for the day."

"Are you serious?" I ask. "You know that is the perfect opportunity for me to run, right?"

He scoffs, "Not if I bring a gun?" He says tapping his pocket.

My eyes grow wide. "Noted."

Jesus Christ, I am going to die today.

"I'll be waiting in the hall. Go get dressed."

I take a quick shower, brush my teeth, throw my hair into a bun, slip a shirt and some shorts on along with a pair of vans, and then wrap my wrist which is hardly sore anymore, thankfully. As I open the bathroom door and begin to walk out, I am quickly shoved back in by someone. I gasp. The door closes and I am pinned against a wall. My heart is pounding, but as I glance up, I see that it's just Master. "Oh, hi," I say.

"Hi," he quickly says before his lips crash down onto mine. I am surprised, but I don't hesitate to kiss him back. He kisses me frantically, and I begin to lose my breath. I feel his hands against my ass and he lifts me with ease, pressing himself into me as I wrap my legs around him.

As the kisses slow, I can speak a little. "Isn't this against the rules?" I ask

As the words leave my mouth, I feel his hand wrap around my throat, completely pinning me to the wall. "Fuck the rules. You're mine," he whispers the words against my lips, and I feel my body go limp against him.

After several long minutes of being driven to the edge by the Master's lips and his soft-core touches, he pulls away, and I take in a deep breath. "Wow," I exclaim after catching my breath. "Are you always like this in the morning?"

He laughs, still a little breathless, and places me back on my feet. "Only when I get to sleep by my baby girl the night before," he says right before giving me a little peck on the lips. When he pulls away, he stares down into my eyes. "Be good today."

I nod, playing along with his apparent BDSM obsession. "Yes Sir."

He smiles down at me. "You're a natural at submission."