Desires of passion

The good the bad and the dirty

Courtney's POV:
I wake up cradled in deans arms said man already awake petting my hair softly. "Good morning beautiful." He rumbles out in a sleepy morning voice. Turning around I cuddle into him kissing his cheek a couple times. Before laying back down and swinging a leg over his front. " oh good morning indeed. " I purr rubbing my leg up and down his morning wood. "Mmm, did I say you could touch that, darlin?" Dean moans before flipping us over so he is on top in a push up position and I wrap my legs around his waist. "What if I ask nicely?" I pout up at him from under my eyelashes. " I don't know considering your behavior last night. I'm not to sure a naughty girl like you deserves it" He teases leaning down and kissing my neck making me moan "S-Sir play with me please " I gasp and push my body closer as he starts to suck on the junction of my neck. "Hmmm I would love to darlin, but I have to get in the shower." Dean grins rolling off me and sitting up in bed stretching with a yawn. I whine and start rubbing my thighs together trying to get even the slightest of friction. Dean turns his head back to look at me with a calculating face. "On second thought get your pretty new collar and kneel." Dean says fully awake and dominate now as he watches me slowly crawl off the bed on my hands and knees and over to his suitcase where my black lace collar was carefully placed on top. "There is a leash in there too,baby" Dean calls out as I grab the collar, shuffling through his clothes I find a black leather leash at the bottom and bite my lip turned on. I stand and walk back over to the bed not wanting my beloved collar on the dirty hotel floor. As I get to the bed I sink to my knees in between deans spread legs with my head up and my eyes down presenting the items in my hands. "Good girl, gonna look so fucking good in my collar. pull you around by a leash like a little fucking whore." Dean groans grabbing the collar and locking it in place around my neck. Leaning back he stares down at me in awe and arosal. Muttering fuck under his breath Dean clips the leash into place and gives it a tug, wrapping it around his hands a few times he pulls me down on to his thigh inches away from his cock as he palms it. "Now I'm gonna jump in the shower and you are going to wait for me to decide if I want to fuck you or not." Dean explains rubbing my cheek before standing up pulling me with him. I quickly got to my knees just before dean starts briskly walking to the bathroom giving me no time to stand forcing me to crawl after him. He walks us to the bathroom and stops looking around for a brief second before unsnapping my Leash and looping it around a towel ring and back on to my collar. "Stay." He commands hardly giving me a second glance as he begins pulling his shirt off revealing his lean muscle body, I lick my lips almost drooling as thoughts of licking down his abs pop through my head. I feel my eyes start to glaze as I openly mind fuck my sexy boyfriend snapping out of it as I see him pull his boxer briefs down his dick slapping his stomach as he does so causing me to loudly moan. Without even glancing at me he mutters whore and lifts his legs over the bathtub into the shower and sliding the curtains shut. This particular hotel unfortunately had decent curtains meaning they aren't see through and I can't see what is happening on the other side. Closing my eyes I hear the water start and imagine what Dean is doing. Hearing shuffling then a cap I picture him picking up his shampoo and washing his hair, his shoulders tense as he closes his eyes and rinse out the shampoo. I hear a change in the sound of the water and smile knowing I'm right. Next he will start washing his gorgeous body starting shoulders down. I wait a few minutes before I decide he should be getting to the best part I slowly release the leash clasp from my collar so it won't make a noise and alert Dean, and as silent as I can shuffle over to the tub. Not hearing any new movement inside I know I'm successful and bravely reach out to pull the curtain the tiniest bit back, but as soon as my fingers hit it the whole side sways into the shower giving me away. The next thing I know the curtain is being ripped open and Dean is standing on the other side glaring His eyes burning into me and the look of complete anger on his face. "And just what the fuck do you think you are doing Courtney Joan Brooks." Dean calmly asks in a seething tone using my full real name for the first time meaning he is truly pissed. I look down avoiding eye contact not thinking of what would happen if I was caught. Dean harshly grabs my chin pulling it up to meet his cold eyes. "I asked you a question bitch." He spits his grip not loosening as he stares down waiting for his answer. " I'm sorry master, I just wanted to watch." I shiver knowing I had made a horrible choice in words. " oh YOU wanted did you. " Dean laughs darkly "looks like you need a little reminder that you do what I want, you want what I want, you live to please me." Hooking his fingers under my collar he pulls me to my feet and drags me out of the bathroom and throws me near the bed not caring about being naked. Turning he stalks to his bag and pulls out a heavy wood paddle. Walking back over with the toy he grabs my hair and yanks me on to his lap pulling down my PJ shorts and panties. Throwing the paddle next to him he rubs my ass a few times before raising his hand and coming down on the right cheek. He continues to alternate where the slaps land as my ass starts to heat up his blows becoming increasingly hard causing me to jump and cry and try to get away not that I was going anywhere with his large left hand sprawled out on my back. I could always safe word out if I needed to and he would stop immediately but I knew I deserved this seeing I was the one to disobey the order I begged for. I started bawling for real not being able to take the pain anymore when dean finally stopped and started rubbing the hot skin lightly. "Have you learned your lesson Courtney or do I need to paddle the obedience back into you?" Dean threatens landing one final blow down across my entire ass causing me to cry out "n-no m-master I-I'll be be g-good promise." Dean leans down placing a kiss on one of his many hand prints before pulling my pants back up slowly causing me to cry out again."my good girl, taking her punishment so well." Dean coos laying us down and cuddling into me as I let the last of my tears shed. Dean rubs my head and plays with my hair as I begin to calm down. "I'm sorry for disobeying you master." I sniff looking up at him with wet puffy eyes and a red face. "Shh baby it's over ." He mumbles into my hair kissing me. We lay intertwined with one another for an hour with soft words and loving gestures. "We have to get going soon my love, do you think you're ready?" Dean asks lovingly ever so gently rubbing my butt. I nod lazily feeling the edges of sub space call to me. Sighing I stand up with his help and sway my way back to the bathroom for a shower of my own. Looking in the mirror I see how red my ass is thanking anyone that we only had some promotional interviews for wrestlemaina today though it will be hard focusing  on that and not my abused ass. I jump in the shower quickly washing up as I hear dean getting dressed. Getting out I pat myself dry and wrap my hair up in the towel before walking back out to the bags. I lean down and grab a pair of black pants with cutouts and lacing on the sides and one of deans shirts an old beat up D.A.R.E. Shirt. I smile as I pull it on laughing at the irony of Dean having a dare to resist drugs shirt. I grab my makeup bag and jewelry pouch as I walk back to the bathroom for the third time. I do my usual make up black smoked out eyeshadow and vampire red lipstick. I pull out my favorite pair of earrings that look like a screw has been stabbed through your ear and a thick heavy chain choker. I walk out slipping my chucks on and turning to a fully dressed and ready to go dean wearing his usual black hoodie, sexy ass hugging jeans, his sun glances, and leather boots. "Ready, gorgeous?" He smiles doing a once over of my outfit with a slight nod of approval. "Yes master." I chime having a hard time getting out of sub space. Dean cocks his head to the side and studies me for a minute " you're almost there huh baby girl" He asks smiling at me causing me to blush and drop my eyes. "I am sir." I answer softly playing with the ties of my pants. "I wish I could keep you there, but we have to go honey." He explains pushing the hair out of my face. "I'm sorry master " I apologize immediately not being able to help it with how far down I was. "Don't you apologize for letting yourself go so sweetly for me, only me huh baby no one else can make you feel this way." Dean chides leaning down and kissing my response away causing me to moan and lean into him. Dean continues the kiss as his hand goes down and rubs at my pussy through my pants causing me to pant and grind down into him. "So needy, I should make you wait to come more often hmm my little slut?" Dean growls into my ear as I whimper . "Alright lets go." Dean pulls his hand away and leads me out of the door by the back of my neck.
                              Jordan's POV: