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Tatum could barely keep her hands off Sadie after the photoshoot. The redhead made her wait until they got back to the safety of their house. Mikey and Jenna are still out filming when the pair get back to the house. Emma's asleep on the couch since she's still not feeling well.

Tatum takes Sadie by the hand to her room. Sadie shuts the door quietly only to be slammed into the door.

"Tatum!" Sadie hisses, "Emma's downstairs."

"She's asleep," Tatum grins. She kisses Sadie's jawline, making the redhead lean back into the door. Tatum is a little aggressive, making Sadie automatically submit to her wrath.

"Where..." Sadie breaks away from the kiss, faces inches away and breathing hard, "Where do you want me?"

Her voice is quiet and higher pitched than normal. Sadie's hands sit on Tatum's shoulders and Tatum's fall on the redhead's hips.

"Where do you wanna be?" Tatum smirks, teasing the girl.

"I want to be wherever you want me. I want to please you however I can," Sadie whispers. Tatum thinks for a moment.

"What if I wanted you on the bed, wrists tied to my headboard?" She asks. Sadie pushes Tatum away and brings her wrists together in front of her stomach. Sadie then looks up at Tatum with a slight smirk.

"Or do you want me to be bad? So you can punish me?" Sadie asks. Tatum wonders how Sadie will be "bad" because the only other times she's been with her, she's been a good girl.

Tatum grabs her chin, "No, I want you to be good. And I want you to get undressed and get on the bed."

"Yes, Tatum," Sadie answers obediently. Sadie moves to undress, Tatum stops her.

"No, right here."

Sadie looks at Tatum, as she's still fearful with people seeing her undress, even though she's had sex with the other girls plenty of times. Sadie pulls her shirt off and takes her bra off. It falls to the floor and Tatum's eyes follow the article of clothing to the floor before coming back up to admire Sadie.

Sadie slowly slides her sweatpants down, more self-conscious about her lower region. Tatum notices that Sadie's underwear is ruined.

"Looks like you made a mess earlier," the brunette comments. Sadie doesn't even have to look to know what she's talking about. Tatum steps forward, pulling Sadie in by her waist, "Did I turn you on at the photoshoot?"

Sadie shudders and gives a quick nod.

"What were you thinking about?" Tatum asks. Sadie gulps and Tatum grins.

"I... I was thinking about your hands..." Sadie softly replies.

"My hands?"

The redhead nods, "Your fingers."

"Where were they?" Tatum teases.

"Umm..."

"You can tell me."

"They... they were... around my throat..." Sadie looks down. Tatum is surprised by this information. She's never seen the other girls choke Sadie, normally that's reserved for the girls being punished.

"You... you want me to do that?" Tatum asks. Sadie begins to nervously spiral.

"Y-You don't have to! If you're not comfortable, I just..."

Tatum decides to pull a risky move. She slams Sadie back into the door and grabs her throat. Not enough to hurt her, but with enough pressure that Sadie stops talking.