There's a ghost in all of us

One Year Later: The Dungeon.

Still against the door, Zak begins to kiss my neck. My breathing heavy and with my legs around his waist. "Take me to your Dungeon." I say. "My dungeon? What for?" He asks. "You'll see." I say. He then puts me down from the door and takes my hand. We leave the room and he takes me to his dungeon. There was a throne like chair in the middle of the room. "Right this is it, why did you want me to bring you down here?" He asks. "Cause you're always being dominant. Now it's my turn." I say. I then push him onto the chair and sit on top of him. "Ooo ok." Zak says, putting his hands on my hips. "You are going to hold on to the headboard..." I move his hands up and he grabs onto the top of the headboard and his breathing becomes heavy. "...You bring them down and I'm going to stop. Do you understand?" I ask. "Yes." Zak just barely says, he then bites his lip. I begin to kiss him and I remove his shirt. He lowers his hands slightly and I raise them again. "Keep them there." I say, with my forehead on his and both of us breathing heavily. He goes to kiss me. I stop him by putting my finger on his lips. "Ah, ah, ah..." I gently grab his face and pull him towards me, his hands begin to move. "Keep you hands there." I say. "I can't." He says. He then puts his arms around the bottom of my back, pulls me close and kisses my neck and chest. "Hey no you are breaking the rule..." I grab his hands and put them back up  to the headboard. "...Keep them there." I say. "Ok." Zak says. "Next time you bring them down I'm going to handcuff them there." I say. "Ok Mrs you've been watching too much 50 Shades of Grey. Plus yo don't own handcuffs." Zak says. "How much are you willing to bet." I say. I get off him. "No, where are you going...?" I leave the room. Zak gets up and follows. "...Babe...?" He walks through the other door leading deeper into his dungeon. I then push the door shut. "No handcuffs huh?" I say, stood by the door hold two pair of handcuffs. Zak walks towards me. "Two? One for each hand?" He asks. "Got it in one." I say. He then kisses me on my lips, neck and chest. And my breathing becomes heavy once more. He puts his hands on both of my thighs he moves them up and around up to my no no spot, before he could do anything else I wrap the handcuffs around his wrists and he stops kissing me. "You're breaking the rules." I say. As I say this I raise his hands and handcuff him to a loop of metal dangling from the wall. "Ok. Now what?" He asks. I smile, while biting my lip. "I want to touch you so badly right now." He says. "That's the beauty of handcuffs. I can touch you but you can't touch me." I say with a whisper. I then kiss him.