Hey babe…” Justin said settling down beside me in bed. He seemed nervous, I’m not sure why though. There’s nothing that I could think of that would make him nervous to talk to me about.
"Hi Justin!" I said sticking my head into his chest. I could hear his heart beating. It seemed faster than usual, and his breathing was shallow. "What’s up babe?" I asked curiously.
"Well…" He sighed, "I have something to ask you."
"Ok babe; what is it?" I nudged his side, teasing him slightly.
"What do you think about kinks." He said so fast you could barely understand what he had said.
"Slow down Justin I can’t tell what you’re saying!" I said laughing. He has never been this nervous about anything I know about.
"What do you think about kinky sex. There I said it."
"Oh Justin… You shouldn’t have been worried to ask me babe." I said. He seemed relieved at my reaction to his "terrifying" question. "I have no problem with that. Why’d you ask?"
"Would you be willing to try it with me?" He was clearly petrified to ask me, but I understand his nerves.
"Sure, but what are we talking about here? I don’t want to do anything too extreme…"
"No, no, no, just small things. Handcuffs, spanking, toys maybe?" Justin’s suggestions seemed reasonable. It’s not like he was going to do anything to make me uncomfortable, it’s just different.
"Yeah I’m down for that. When do you want to try this?"
"Do you think we could get some stuff tonight?"
"Of course. Do you want to go now? I just need to get dressed."
"Ok babe, I’ll go get ready. Thanks for being so open to the idea."
"Not a problem."
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When we got in the Lamborghini I could tell he was excited. I held his hand as we drove to the store. The place looked sketchy on the outside, but the inside was nicer than I had anticipated.
"What should we look at first baby girl?"
"Whatever you want Justin." I said grabbing his hand.
"Let’s go over this way babe…" He said leading me over to where there seemed to be handcuffs hanging up on the walls. There were the cheap and tacky ones with pink fur all over the place, and nicer ones that were just plain. I grabbed the nicest looking cuffs I could find.
"How do these look daddy?" I asked Justin innocently as possible. He just smirked at me.
"What ever my baby wants."
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As we walked out of the store, full bag in hand, I felt my heart start to beat faster. I was excited to try something new with Justin tonight. I had another idea…
"Hey Justin…"
"Yeah babe?"
"Do you think we can go to the mall, I think there’s a sale going on at Victoria’s Secret that I wanted to look at."
"Sure. Not a problem."
"You’re the best."
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“I’m going to go try this on.” I said holding up a swim suit top. “I’ll text you to come back and help me decide on it.”"Alright. Don’t be too long."
"Ok baby, I won’t be long." On my way back to the dressing rooms, I grabbed a black bra, a black thong, and garters. I took a room, and slipped into the things I had brought back. I texted Justin to come back to my dressing room. I stood there waiting on him for a minute, until I heard him ask what room I was in.
"I’m over here babe." I called to him. I heard his footsteps leading to my dressing room door, and he knocked. I opened the door, and his jaw dropped.
"What do you think baby?" I asked him curiously. "Do you like this?" I whispered, pulling him in.
"You look great…" He said slowly. I turned around for him, his large hand grabbing my ass. "You’re going to get it once we get home." He said slapping my ass again. We checked out quickly, and left as soon as possible. He practically dragged me to the Lamborghini, slamming the door shut behind him. "What the fuck was that all about?" He demanded.
"What..?" I asked him sweetly. "I thought you would like it babe…"
"Do you see this?" He said pointing in between legs. He clearly had an erection, he was obviously embarrassed, and considering we were in public, I didn’t blame him. "You’re going to pay for this when you get home. Just wait.
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Justin Bieber : One Shot Clean and Dirty
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