Fifty Shades Of Lyon [REWORK]

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Friday Night

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Lucious bit his lip, zooming his professional camera in. "Yeah..." He exhaled. "You look so good like this..." He mumbled. In front of him, surrounded by dim yellow lighting, was a woman who was hogtied in rope. Her ankles were tied, her arms handcuffed behind her back, and a red ball gag in her mouth.

To complement the color of the gag, her outfit for the night was red lace lingerie and matching heels. She released frantic hums and squirmed around in an attempt to break free.

He captured footage of her face, then trailing the camera all the way to the back of her and allowing it to capture all of her body, especially her backside. He snapped a few photos as well, then leaving the camera on the side of the nightstand while it continued to record.

Lucious wrapped his hands around a black tasseled tool, lifting it from the his bed. He brushed the tool over her backside for a few moments. "Ready?" He asked. She shook her head no, as he blatantly ignored this unless a specific safe word or 'hum' was uttered.

He winded it up before placing an aggressive slap onto her brown skin. She hunched her back, releasing a muffled scream into the sheets. She tried to use her hands to cover herself, but this simply couldn't combat against his violent hits.

With each scream the woman expressed, it caused a sense of satisfaction to swarm throughout his body. It was almost euphoric to hear it and witness the reddening of her skin. He didn't understand why his thoughts suddenly started to become clouded with thoughts of his assistant.

He could consider them to be flashbacks. Her saddened and stunned state. The razor blade, the tension between she and Elijah. It started to overwhelm his mind with some sort of guilt. Especially with this current act he was committing.

He stopped, releasing a sigh. "I'm sorry...red, red, wait..." He said, dropping the 'flogging' tool and removing the gag from the woman's mouth. She seemed confused. "What's wrong? Is everything okay?" She asked.

He turned her over and began to sit her upright before starting to untie her. "I'm sorry, I know you didn't come here for me to end things in the middle of the session." He said. "No, it's okay. I admit I was looking forward to it but it seems like it might be overwhelming for you right now. Do you need a break?" The woman asked.

After untying her, he turned off the camera and sat down on the bed beside her. He rubbed his forehead. "Nina, I...I don't know if it's really something that you'd rather be listening to..." Lucious said. Nina, another friend of his, was someone he also frequently had sessions with. They did a variety of taboo activities together, although they were not a couple.

She placed her hand onto his shoulder, rubbing it sympathetically. "Don't feel that way. You rarely stop our sessions, so it must be something that's really on your mind. You can talk about it." She said.

"Tonight...this...just started reminding me of something. I don't know why it's on my mind so much. It's about my assistant at work. I just started, but there isn't a day that she comes to work happy. She always looked drained and paranoid. It seems like I'm walking on eggshells around her because she's so easily terrified by me. It's not normal behavior at all. And she has this boyfriend of hers whom of which I don't know how she tolerates. Something tells me that he's abusing her...badly." Said Lucious. Nina's face turned into a pout.