What I need-

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song: Good Enough by Evanescence

Scarlett POV:

I'm blindfolded and have in earphones. He turns the music up so that I can only focus on the sounds, the rhythm, the emotions of the music.

He guides me to something hard and cold, like a slab of marble. I know it's the marble table that he has in the room. I have seen it before. He leans me over so that half of my body is on the table and I am still standing. He takes one hand and straps it to the leg of the table then he straps my other hand. His hand trails down my leg and it tingles giving me chill bumps. He straps one ankle against a leg of the table and then proceeds to do the other.

The only thing I can feel is the coldness of the table that hardness my nipples from the touch. I can't see anything and the only sounds I hear is from the music invading my thoughts. I don't know where he went but he is not touching me. I am bare for him to see. I'm sure he is smiling getting a kick of the position that I am in. I lay there completely naked.

I smell lavender; it surrounds me, calming me. He waits until I'm relaxed, almost drifting off to sleep and that's when my skin is electrified by the whip. A very sharp burst of pain that wakes all my senses. My body is on alert waiting for the next blow.

He waits a few seconds, waiting on my body to relax again then another sharp pain. I jerk forcing my neck, my head up from the table. I try to let my body but I can't. The whip feels good against my skin. He plays with my back and my ass, alternating areas so my body doesn't know where it's coming next. I know he only makes my skin red, not enough to cut through the flesh. It's just enough to feel the pain from the sting. Enough to make me feel alive.

I lost count of how many times the whip teases me. My body is on fire and I gasp for air. I know he is watching my reaction. He knows when I have had enough.

His hand goes between my legs, caressing my sweet spot but only for a second before I feel him inside of me, completely inside of me with the second thrust. I have never felt so more alive and lost in my whole life. I moan out loud not of pain but out of pure pleasure, his gift he is giving me. My toes curl and I brace onto the legs of the table as my body goes into a different realm. I am no longer in control of my body. My body tenses and then explosion comes from somewhere deep inside my soul. My body convulses and jerks into spasms as I feel him inside me hot and slick, oozing out of me.

I can't remember him taking me to bed. I assume I passed out afterwards. Because when I wake up, I'm her lying in bed still naked.

Mekhi POV:

I want to not only control her, but I want her to submit to me. I want her to let me do whatever the hell I want. And she has agreed to it the moment she let me blindfold her.

I blindfold her before we even go to the room.

"I'm going to let you listen to something." I put the ear buds in her ears and turn on the music. I hope she likes the choice I picked out for tonight.

She lets me guide her. I already know what I want to do to her. I walk her over to the small marble table. It's the perfect height for her to bend over. Her body tenses slightly to the coldness of the table instantly making her nipples go hard.

I let the music play and the coldness of the table sooth her. I stand back and admire her in this position, baring her all to me.

I grab the whip because I know she likes it. On the first sting her body reacts with a slight jerk of awareness. I let her go still before coming across her sweet ass, then back up towards her back. I wait in-between each. I count to twenty licks, surely that is enough.

My other subs wouldn't give a shit. I would bring blood and leave scars to remind them who they belong too but not her. I want to give her what she needs but this is all mine and I don't want to scar her. God she makes me so freaking hard I just can't wait any longer.

I glide my hand between her legs to feel her already wet and needy. Her body practically begging for me. I thrust inside of her; the second time I push I'm completely inside of her warm over heated body. I take her to where she needs to be.

I love watching her body twitch, convulsing into spasms and then I release inside of her. When I move off of her she is in a daze. I take the straps off and carry her to the bed. No sooner than I lay her down she is out. I cover her up and lay beside her, letting her snuggle into me.

I wake up before she does. I don't think she moved an inch last night.

I bring her breakfast to her in bed and watch her sleep, finally she stirs awake.

"Good morning babe, did you sleep well?" I ask her.

"Oh yeah!" she says. "Good morning."

"Sit up, I made you breakfast."

She sits up and I can tell by the way she is moving that she is sore.

"You made breakfast, awe thanks." She smiles.

"Oh course, anything for you." I bring the tray over and she goes to grab a slice of bacon. I tap her hand away and she drops it. She knows what I want. I love feeding her and that is what I do for the next fifteen minutes.

She goes to get up. I pull her back down. "I'm not done with you."

She laughs, "I hope not but babe I got to go pee not unless you want me to pee on you."

She heads to the bathroom, then comes back. No sooner than her bottom hits the mattress my hands are on her. God she is amazing. No one will ever compare to her.

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