Daddy Issues (BDSM)

Chap 8

Colbys pov

My face went from a smile to as straight face so quick. Moving my hand, I looked the other way, out the window.

"Just friends.. Always friends."

"Colby, I don't want you to see me as more"

"I want to see as more!" I turned to him with hope in my eyes.

"Don't."

Just the one word answer. It felt as if I was stabbed in my chest repeatedly..

Just wait till ai get you in ropes on my bed and have you beggin- let me stop letting my mind wonder. It'll only get worse.

We sat in the drive through to In and out, I had my arm up on the window, staring out into the distance.

Don't  just an echo in my mind.

"Colby, Take your food." He hit my arm.

"Don't hit me"

He hit me once more. "Okay Brennen. You don't know this half of me you have one last chance.... Trust me you don't want to go there"

I have kinks for example, Being hit.. I just find it... Kinky I'd say.

He threw the bag in my lap and slammed down my soda in the cup holder..

I just wish he'd slam me against the wall..

"Are you okay? You're acting weird. And you're hard."

Great... Now he knows im horny and I have to explain. "Don't worry about it unless you're gonna fix it."

"Maybe I might.. What can-"

"Uh- Before you say anything else think what you might be getting yourself into.. Cough 'Just friends' "

He smirked devilish. He took his right hand off the steering wheel placing it on my stomach sliding it down to my bulge.

"Oh, I know the consequences.. Daddy"

Okay. So. Question.

For all you BDSM lovers n such (Or just Brolby lovers) Would you want to have me explain it all (Sex scene) or just give small details?