Be A Good Pet (BDSM Story)

Chapter 3

(A/N) PLEASE READ!!! Nya~, so this chapter is going to have some serious NSFW. If you are in an unsafe environment or 18- are reading then please stop reading here. This is just a romantic story I'm writing to the public. So fair warning. nya~ 

Lily's POV

I walk into his house and the home smells like candles, not like anything in particular just melted wax. Maybe roses, maybe apple, could even be vanilla. Just a sweet smell that drifts through the home. I follow Daniel inside and we make it to his kitchen. He pours two glasses of red wine and hands me one. 

"I want to talk to you." 

"What about?" I ask.

"I liked the way our date went tonight, I really like you." He swirls his cup of red wine and sips it. "I was thinking we could actually start something between us." He eyes me with that same intense ice blue stare. It sent chills throughout me and my mind melted a little. I nodded unwillingly and he smirked. 

"Wait wait, what do you mean by start something?" I get through while blushing. He smirks sipping his drink once more. He pauses moving to the other side of the table without a word, that same icy stare following me as he moves. He touches my hair from behind me. 

"I mean maybe me and you could," he leans in close and whispers in my ear with a seductive tone, "start something." I blushed tensing up and feeling that chill in my spine grow stronger. His cold stare feels warm now, burning into my skin. I shutter unwillingly and give out a weak breath.

"It's only our first date, Daniel." I say weakly. He tucks some of my brown hair behind my ear and smirks resting his other hand on my back, through the fabric I feel his warm hands, almost comforting but also somehow impure. 

"It would give you some real," He grew even closer to where he could kiss my face as I stared at the glass of red wine, "inspiration." I blushed and stood up patting my dress.

"Mr. Green, I never-" He stops me by grabbing a hold of my waist. I pause and blush thinking over my words and actions feeling like there was no escape. I felt concealed or trapped, but something made me want to let him continue. Something made me want to let him do things to me so impure it made my blush deepen and my eyes wander over him. 

"I want you to give yourself to me." He says that cold stare burning into me. My eyes unwillingly giving a weak glare back. Then I mustered up the strength the speak.

"Why would I do that?" He smirked and chuckled moving closer until we hit a wall. He put his hand up by my head pinning me to the wall. 

"Why, to please me." He smiled and touched my cheek gently with his other hand. I blushed and covered my face with one hand. I pushed his arm out of the way and walked to the door. 

"I don't think this is going to work, Daniel."

"Hmm.. pity." I go to open the door when I hear the last word. I grumble and push out the door driving home. I'd have work the following morning anyway. I had wasted my night. I never wanted to see him again. He was disgusting so perverted. I got home and pulled out my phone texting Garrett. 

Lily-Hey Garrett

Garrett-How was the date!

L-Horrible

G-How bad was he? (he looked so hot too :( )

L-He was such a perv

G-Gross. Empower yourself! You can do better

L-But you're right he was hot

G-Maybe I'll snatch that snack

L-Garrett that's so wrong

G-But you wuv me girl

L-Yeah thanks for letting me rant to you

G-It's nothing girl

L-I'll text you tomorrow, since I got work in the morning

G-see you then girl!

L-See you

I set my phone down and change into something more comfy to sleep in, washing off my makeup as well. I lay in bed wearing a big white t-shirt. I was still angry at Daniel but something about him just left me. . . wanting more. I wanted him more. Something about him, that icy stare, the force he put into the way he touched me and pinned me to the wall. I felt a heat grow between my legs and something compelled me to move my hand between them. 

I began slowly rubbing the fabric between my fingers and my clit. I felt a wet spot begin to grow as my heat grew hotter and soft moans escaped my mouth into the sheets. Only a few words escaping my lips and one being;

"Daniel. . ."