Tangled Hearts (From the "Bound By Desire" series)

5. A Stange Feeling

"Hi, Iris. It's been some time. And I have really really missed you." Drina could fool Damien, but not me.
"I know you're actually a lesbian. You're not bi at all........are you, Drina?" She looked at me, impressed.
"Wow, how long have you known?"
"For awhile now. You can fool Damien, but not me."
"Hm...........what if I showed you why the ladies love me?"
"Drina, this game Damien lets you play is fun and all, but I'm his and I don't plan to leave him for anyone."
"What if I show you that I can do better than him?"
"You can try, but no one can top him." She led me to her room, laying me down on her bed and stripped me down. She began playing with my belly button, making me a moaning mess. I couldn't stop her. She moved down to my pussy where she slowly ate me out. She kept it slow, yet deep so I'd really like it. Moan after moan came out of my mouth as she edged me closer and closer to an orgasm. She knew what she was doing. I hated that I liked it. I had tried to fool her and I was here in her bed fooled by her. Things could never be the same. Jared warned me. I didn't listen.
"Girls, I'm home." I tried to move, but she continued. "Girls, I-" He froze. I expected him to be angry. To yank me up and take me to his room and punish me, but just stood there. A smile grew on his face, as Drina continued. "Talk to me, Iris. How does it feel? Hm?"
"G-good, s-sir. But I-"
"Sh.........focus. Feel it, Iris." He moved to the bed, moving my hands above my head. I bit my lower lip, looking up at him. "Mm hm. No need to worry about anything else. Focus and feel. Repeat that for me, Iris."
"B-but I-"
"No. Say it, Iris."
"F-focus and f-feel."
"Good girl." Wave after wave of slow pleasure knocked out all of the resistance I had. Why does he want this to happen? He knows the truth, I just know it.
"Red." I called out, angrily.
"Iris, if you'll just-"
"Red. Red. Red. Red. Red." I said, looking at him with anger burning in my eyes.
"Stop, Drina. That's the safeword." She stopped and I got up, marching out of the room and into his room. I grabbed my oversized t-shirt and crossed my arms. He walked in, a concerned look on his face. "What's the matter, Iris?"
"Fight for me. For us." He looked at me, confused. "That was fun for one time, she's lying to you and I think you're a little too okay with it."
"Look-"
"No, you look. You either fight for me or lose me." He looked at me, smiling.
"You passed, Iris."
"Huh?"
"She was testing you."
"But Jared-"
"Did what I asked him to."
"Oh."
"You always show me I can be proud of you. I'm always amazed by you, Iris." He moved to me, patting my head. I knelt to my natural position. "Such a good girl." He led me to the bed. "But I do have to punish you for defiance."
"Yes, sir."
"Lay on the bed, face down." I did so and he lifted my shirt off my ass and laid it over my back, moving it out of his way. He moved my hands to above my head, gripping them for a moment. "Don't move them, got it?"
"Yes, sir."
"Good. Now count, Iris."
"Yes, sir." I said, balling my fists up. Smack. "One." Smack. "Two." Smack. "Three." Smack. "Four." Smack. "Five." Smack. "Six." Smack. "Seven." Smack. "Eight." Smack. "Nine." Smack. "Ten."
"Thank me for punishing you, Iris."
"Th-thank you, sir."
"Defy me again and I'll make sure you can't sit for a week."
"Yes, s-sir." My mind wondered what that would be like.