Losing control

Hell

Demi POV :

We'd finally got home from this night of horror. All I wanted to do was throw up, get undressed and get that bloody belt off me.

"What the hell are you doing? I still haven't got my birthday present?" said Selena as she took me by the arm and led me into our playroom.

My head was spinning. I secretly hoped I'd fainted so I wouldn't have to suffer what was awaiting me.

Maybe after all, I'd been right to try and focus our relationship on something other than our role play. It had gone too far to her head and she was rebelling. Or maybe it was just who she really was and she hid her game well...

Selena POV:

I knew that making her kneel in front of me and beg for forgiveness would crush her. Knowing who Demi is and her high self-esteem, I knew she'd be mortified to do it. And yet she did. For my sake. That meant there might be a chance. A chance that she would forget my little slip-ups and that we could resume a normal relationship. I just couldn't let my guard down that quickly.

I have to admit that it wasn't unpleasant to see her frightened and obedient to me. Now I understood how she felt every time she gave me an order. That adrenalin, that feeling of superiority. It was very exciting.

Maybe tonight she could be my slave? Only for one night.

"Undress slowly in front of me. And keep your belt on," I said before sitting down on the sofa.

She started to take off her top and I called out to her.

"What do you say?" I said with a smirk. I know how much she must have been burning up inside.

"Yes mistress" she said, lowering her head.

"Good girl, I didn't think you could do it," I said, laughing.

She took off her skirt in one go, followed by her underwear. She was just perfect. Her boobs bouncing in the air, her pretty little ass that I love so much to feel against me... She was MINE. And I could do anything I wanted to her.

"Now move towards me," I said, savouring the moment.

"Yes mistress" she said again. It was strange, new but very sexy to hear.

When she reached my level, I put my hands on her waist and removed the belt from her waist. She sighed with relief.

"You've been a good girl, you deserve a reward," I said, kissing her navel.

"Thank you, Mistress..." she said, placing her hands on my head.

"Don't be too confident, I'll knock you out in no time if you try anything. So keep quiet" I said, finishing her off with a look.

She remained silent.

"Well... lie down on the bed in position," I said before looking for the bondage kit to tie her up like she'd done so many times with me.

I finish tying her left ankle to the end of the bed and admire my work.

"I'm not as expert as you so... I'm going to try a bit of everything... we'll see what I like best," I say as I take a feather duster and pass it between her breasts, then over her stomach before finally coming to linger on the hollow of her thighs.

She tried to move, but to no avail. It was such torture and I knew how it felt, which made it even more spicy.

I placed my hand on her sex to caress it before inserting several fingers.

"Don't you think it's funny?" I said, smiling.

"Yes..." she said, closing her eyes.

"You could pretend a bit better," I said, annoyed at her lack of commitment.