14: This isn't Hate.

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"You spoke and I listened." My eyes search the room, chains, ropes, whips and more were laying on the floor.

Heat creeped up the back of my neck and my eyes went back to Elliott who was standing shirtless, black joggers hanging from his hips, I bit my lip and trailed my eyes up his body.

"Close the door and undress to your panties only." I do as I'm told, dropping my clothes beside me. "Put your hair in a ponytail." He tossed a hair tie to me as he walked by, by the time I was done he was standing behind me, something ran up my back forcing a giggle out of me.

"On any normal day I'd enjoy that sound coming from you, but right now, I need you to be absolutely quiet and speak only when necessary."

I mentally put a lock on my lips and toss the keys, this was making me horny, my cranky state earlier today dissipated and I anticipated the fun ahead.

"Kneel." Like a dog to their master, I was on my knees my hands beside me. "Spread your knees, keep your feet together and rest your hands on your thighs." Again, I was at his command and he walks in front of me, his bare feet seeming more attractive than they are supposed to be.

"So you can follow orders?" I chuckle as I remember all the times he told me to do stuff and I'd disobey. He kneels on one knee, my eyes meeting his as he's so close we are swapping breaths. I smile at him as he grins at me.

"I thought I told you to be quiet." My smile drops, I was ready to say something, some smart ass comment but, I remembered that I was supposed to be quiet, the more I behaved the quicker I'd get fucked.

He walks away. "You know what they do to bad dogs Gianna?" I'd spit at the fact that he was referring to me as a dog but, I thought about chains and my heart leaped.

Was I supposed to even speak or...

Speak up bitch, only when necessary.

"They get chained up?" He looks over his shoulder and smirks. "Good girl, I'll eat your pussy as a reward." My clit twitched, I'd already soaked my panties as the anticipation sent shivers over my body, my nipples were hard.

At this point, I was similar to a child let loose in a candy store, except my emotions could not be shown, but you get it.

My body was becoming my worse enemy, it was forcing me to do things that would get my ass in trouble, I swallowed as my throat became dry.

Clip!

The sound of something latching around my neck brings me back to the world around me and I notice the collar around my neck, it had a long chain then two other parts that went around my wrist.

I was like those prisoners in maximum security prisons that they were transporting, except my feet weren't chained. He stood and pulled on the chain, "stand." I stood, almost toppling over from not being able to use my hands to help myself up and due to the fact that my blood was running too fast all over my fucking body.

I was ready to be fucked into oblivion, he yanked on the chain pulling me to the table in our bedroom, my steps quickened as he took huge strides.

"Sit and spread your legs." I do as I'm told and his eyes dart straight to my crotch, the old me would feel embarrassed having his eyes probe my wet panties but, the new me was enjoying every minute of it, I was soaking them some more.

He stroked himself, this was when I noticed the bulge in his joggers, forget his mouth, I wanted his dick.

"Be patient." My eyes went back to his,  a grin on his face. I've been caught sack gazing, I bite back the urge to laugh.

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