Fixate on the frailty

So Come to Me

I've been stung by the wasp

Raven POV

I call Sophie and tell her about yesterday. She immediately picks me up and we go out shopping, much to Chris' dismay. The first place Sophie takes me to is a lingerie shop. I hide my face in embarrassment as we walk in and Sophie hold up a black lace bra and panty set.
"Ooh, Chris would love this," she squeals.
I chuckle and shake my head, "Fine. I'll try it on."
She squeals and jumps up and down before going throw the racks and throwing me a pure white, sheer dress, a pair of panties that are practically see-through except for the part covering the front and a matching bra that just covers my nipples. She gets underwear and a dress as well. We try them on and pay for them before going to get some normal clothes. I try on a tight, white tank top that says "Bitch, please" on it and a pair of black skinny jeans. Sophie whistles when she sees me.
"Hello, sexy," she says appreciatively.
I laugh, "Shut up, slut."
Sophie smacks my ass and pushes me back into the dressing room, "Whatever, whore!"
I shake my head as I get changed. God, I love that girl so fucking much. Honestly, I don't know what I would do without her half the time. I go back out and Sophie comes out of her dressing room wearing ripped skinny jeans and a white sweater. I whistle and she laughs at me.
"Don't be rude," she responds coyly.
I wink, "If I wasn't with Chris, I'd tap that ass!"
We laugh and she gets changed. We pay for the clothes and then decide to go get some lunch. As soon as my ass is in the seat, she bombards me with questions.
"So, what exactly happened last night?"
I smile, "Well, we were talking about the contract when, all of a sudden, he kisses me and it was a kiss full of passion and lust. Let's just say that we completely forgot about a contract."
She looks at me with her mouth open, "Oh my fucking god. Raven! You cannot just spring this shit on me!"
I wink at her and laugh, "What shit? I didn't spring anything on you!"
"Yes, you did! Now I'm getting images of a sexy Chris and you!" She moans and has a star-struck look on her face,
"Hey! Creepy!" I poke her and Sophie only laughs at me.

On the car ride home, Sophie's phone rings, she puts it on speaker and Chris' voice comes through.
"I want my Raven back, now," he says.
"Nope," Sophie sings, "She's mine, Cerulli, get your own."
"I have my own, and she's currently being held hostage," he whines.
I laugh, "We're on our way now, Chris."
He sighs out of relief, "Okay, good, bye, guys."
Sophie turns to me and starts to giggle and it isn't long before I join in. Chris is so ridiculous sometimes. Sophie turns on the radio and some stupid pop song comes on before she manages to hook up her phone and Sleeping With Sirens' 'If You Can't Hang' comes on. We start singing along and Sophie does these stupid hand moves like clutching her heart but it's fun and I pull up at my house too soon for my liking. She helps me take by bags out of the car and gives me a hug.
"Call me if you need us, Rae," she says. "I doubt you will, but, it's still available."
"Thanks, Soph, I love you," I reply, hugging her back tightly.
"Love you too," she gets in her car and drives off.

I walk inside and place my bags on the counter before going off to hunt for Chris. I find him in my study, looking at my books. I walk up behind him and wrap my arms around his waist.
"Hey, Chris," I murmur.
"Hey, birdie," he replies, turning around and hugging me back. I breathe in his scent and nuzzle his chest, feeling safe and secure with his arms around me. He kisses the top of my head and leans down to whisper in my ear, "Kneel for me."
I step away before dropping to my knees, keeping my legs slightly apart with my arms clasped behind my back, my back straight and my shoulders back with my head down. He circles me and I smile a little to myself when he strokes my hair appreciatively.
"Good girl," he responds. "I just want to go over the positions and what they mean. It'll be a crash course for you, but I want to see what you know and then teach you what I expect."
"Yes, master," I reply quietly, feeling my heart swell up with pride at calling him that.
He chuckles, "Forgiveness."
I lay my chest on the ground with my head turned and my arms out in front of me. Chris hums his approval and I smile again.
"This is when you've done something wrong. I don't want you to wait for me to ask or even find out, because then the punishment will be more severe. When you've done something wrong, go into forgiveness and then we'll go from there."
"Yes, master."

We do a few more and then he takes me over to his desk and we work on the contract, modifying it as needed and then, we sign it and I feel so complete once my signature is on there. After, Chris goes over rules with me. They're fairly standard: address him with respect at all times, ask permission to go anywhere or do anything, kneel by the front door when he comes home. But then he threw a few new ones at me.
"I want you to stay open with me at all times, Raven. I know you do this with Endymion and his sub, but, I am your dominant and I need to know what goes on inside your head. If anything makes you uncomfortable or you get a flashback, I need to know and you need to tell me. Do you think you can do that for me?"
I look at him, blinking a few times as I try to understand what he's saying, I've never told anyone of my past. Chris knows the basics, but I've never talked about it in full detail with anyone, even Sophie and Endymion don't know the tiniest details of what went in when I was with Andrew. Can I actually trust Chris enough to let him in?
Yes, I can,
"Yes, Master," I reply with confidence.
"Can you tell me your past, Raven?"
I nod, "I can. It started when I met Andrew at a club..."

Flashback:

"You're my whore," he said to me, coming up behind me and placing his hands on my back.
"Excuse me?" I replied, "I'm not yours and I'm not a whore so fuck off."
"That's not very respectful, apologise."
"I'm sorry," I said, before I could think about what I just did, he takes me by my wrist and drags me into a private room of the club. I got a good look at him, he's handsome with blond dreadlocks and a few piercings here and there. He had a lanky build, but he towered over me easily. His eyes were a grey that seemed to pierce through your soul and I avoided looking at them for too long, for I feared that he may be able to find out my darkest secrets with just one look.
"What's your name?" He asked me.
"Raven," I replied, looking down at the ground.
"Did you come alone, Raven?"
"No, I came with my friends, Sophie and her dominant, Endymion."
I heard a bit of surprise in his voice, "Endymion Pharish?"
I nodded, not the first time people are surprised to hear his name, in certain circles, he's very well known. I wanted to ask his name, but it didn't want to be disrespectful so I stayed silent as I heard him circle me. I jumped slightly when I felt his hand on my shoulder as he started kissing my neck lightly.
"Raven, you're mine, now, understand?" He asked.
"Yes, sir," I responded.

And just like that, I made a deal with the devil. He took my wrist again and dragged me out of the club. We went to his car and he asked me where my address was. I told him and as we were driving, I found myself fearful for what I had just gotten myself into. But, as soon as the feeling came, it was gone when he placed his hand on mine and squeezed tightly.
"You're okay, Raven," it wasn't reassurance, it was a command. He was telling me to be okay.
"Yes, sir," I whispered, trying to feel okay.

When we got to my apartment, he held his hand out and I gave him my keys without even thinking twice.
And that's when everything changed...