Private Life (Justin Bieber)

Chapter 6

Justin and I got back to his mansion and he took my head and led me to his living room. "Would you like a glass of wine?" he asked as he walked into the kitchen. "White please." I rubbed my hand down the sleeves of my dress. I'm starting to get uncomfortable Justin needs to hurry up and get me out of this dress. 

I looked around the room and saw pictures of Justin's family. There was a picture above the mantel that had a woman who was very beautiful. I grabbed the picture and stared at it more closely. She looked like him, so it has to be his mother. She had his arm wrapped around shoulders as Justin kissed her cheek. 

"That was taken the last time I went back home, which was about 3 years ago." I turned around and saw Justin holding two glasses filled with wine and a folder under his arm. He handed me a glass and put the folder on the glass table. "It's been that long since you've seen her, you must miss her terribly." I took a sip and continued to explore the room. 

I put the photo down and sat on the sofa patting the empty spot next to me. Justin looked at the seat and but instead sat in a chair that was across from me. 

"Ana before we go any further I need to tell you something important."

"What is it?" I asked as I sat down my drink. Justin did the same and leaned forward. 

"You should know that I'm not like other guys. I don't necessarily believe in relationships at least not of the romantic kind," he explained. "I like you a lot but not in the way you may like me."

"I don't understand," I said while shaking my head. 

"Ana, I want you to become my submissive."

 "So you don't want to date me but to use me," I said as I grabbed my wine and took another sip. 

"Yes. With your permission of course," he said tonelessly. 

I chuckled to myself and shook my head, "I don't understand. I-Is there something wrong with me? Do you think I'm not relationship material." 

"No, no, you're perfect. It's just Ana, I'm not."

I downed my wine in one fair swallow. Justin picked up the folder, opened it and handed me the paper that was inside. "This is a contract in it, it will explain the nature of our relationship. What I expect of you and what you will expect of me. I want to take care of you Ana, I want to spoil like the queen you are but I can't do that without your signature on this."

"Why not?" The words came out like a whispered as I was so taken back by his request. "This is to protect me but more importantly you Ana." 

I stared at the sheet of paper questioning wheater I wanted to give up my freedom to belong t him. I've heard stories about men and women who participate in this kind of sexual experience, they always say they were skeptical at first. How they couldn't understand how one person can have no control over their life anymore, how they woke up every day to serve one person. I looked up from the corner of my eye to stared at Justin. His face was blank, no happiness or sadness just nothing. 

"What if I say no?"

"Then I will leave you alone. You and I will no longer have any contact with each other," Justin grabbed my hand, "I really hope you say yes." 

I bit my lip and did the unthinkable. I grabbed the pen that Justin had on the table and signed my name, I threw the items on the table and stared at him, "show me." 

Justin had this devious little smirk on his lips, he grabbed his glass and drunk the rest of it. He held out his hand for me to take. I walked behind Justin slowly upstairs. When we got to the top I walked to where his bedroom was but he pulled me back. "No, not there. Follow me." He walked down the hallway to a door. He pulled a key out of his pocket and unlocked the door. He moved out of the way so I could walk in.