Chapter 69 - Dom & Sub

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Los Angeles, USA:

Marco orders coffee at the Starbucks as soon as they gets off the plane. Elliot is waiting for him silently. Last night's incident is still haunting him. Eleanor and Siya are sleeping peacefully in their troller. "Here take this, you'll feel good." Marco comes back with the coffee. Elliot takes it from him smiling. They enjoys their coffee there. Marco can see and feel Elliot's digust but he prefers not to ask him about it as he knows the after effects.

"Sorry for coming late guys." Atharv joins them. Elliot looks at him with confusion. "Uhm.. what are you doing here?" he asks. "Oh actually I told him to come here." Marco replies. Elliot frowns looking at him. "Please tell ma that we're fine and we'll be back soon okay?" Marco says. "But where are we going now?" Elliot asks. Marco holds his hand. "Atharv, take the kids with you and please take care of them if they cries." he says. Elliot is hell confused right now. He can't figure out what is going on inside these two's minds. Marco helps Atharv with the luggage. "And do what I said quickly. We need to find out the truth as soon as possible." he whispers. Atharv nods. He leaves the airport with the kids. "Can you please tell me what's going on?" Elliot asks crossing his hands. "I just... I just want to you make you feel good." Marco replies. Another car comes and they gets in it.

Two hours later :

The car stops outside a small house. Elliot immediately recognises this place. He gets off the car and tries to process everything. "Why did you take me here babe?" he asks politely. Marco doesn't answer anything and takes him inside. Elliot knows this place very well. It's the same red room they visited last year. For them it's heaven. Before he could ask anything Marco stands in front of with a whip on his hand. "What are you doing babe?" he asks. "I want you to punish me hard! I want you to hit me!" Marco replies as he handovers the whip to him.

"No I can't do that! I can't hurt you babe please why are doing this?" Elliot steps back. Marco holds his cheeks gently. "I deserve this baby. I'm the responsible for what happened last night!" he replies. Elliot shakes his head. "No babe, please don't blame yourself it wasn't your fault." he says. "Ofcourse it is. I was the one who left you alone there. If I had taken you with me then perhaps all this would not have happened." Marco says back. He moves away and squeezes his eyes. His eyes is full of tears. The guilt is killing him from inside. "No it wasn't your fault!" Elliot hugs him tightly from behind. He throws the whip on the floor and wraps him in his arms.

"But..." Marco sighs. Elliot turns him around holding his arms. "Listen husband stop blaming yourself okay? I don't know if that was Daniel or someone else but one thing I know is that it wasn't your fault! It's their fault not yours you got me?" he confronts him. "See I'm fine now. I'm not lying I'm fine." he assures. Marco smiles looking at him. Elliot kisses his forehead wiping his tears. Hearing these words from him Marco finally takes a deep breath. He isn't feeling guilty anymore and happy that his lover is fine and with him. Elliot comes closer to his ear. "But if you still want a punishment then I can punish you in another way." he whispers. Marco smirks. He kneels before him and forwards both his hands together. "I surrender myself to you baby. You can do whatever you want." he says. He sounds like a submissive whose life depends on his master.

Elliot grabs the handcuffs and ties Marco's hands. Marco licks his own lips looking at him. "I hope you'll be able to walk again after this!" Elliot whispers. He blushes but continues. "I want you to treat me like your slut, baby. I want it. I seriously want it." Marco says. "You want me to fuck you?" Elliot asks. "Yes please. I don't know how but please fuck me." Marco replies desperately. "Then beg for it!" Elliot smirks. He garbs Marco's throat and pins him against the wall. He's shorter than him but it doesn't matter. Definitely not this time. He kisses his lips making him breathless.

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