like a dream

I arrive at the ball feeling nervous. I had never been to a masquerade party, let alone one this "high-class". I look around to see diamond chandeliers covering the ceiling, fancy laughter (you know the one) sweeping the room, and live jazz. I look down at my silver satin dress that was way out of my price range, to my date who had my arm wrapped around his, who was way out of my league. Shawn was dressed in an italian silk suit that had to be more expensive than my car. His hair was it's usually messy, but the elegant kind of messy where every curl looks like it was placed delicately in its own perfect spot. He looked down at my face and leaned in for a kiss. He kissed my lips with such grace, but then he pulled away and whispered in my ear.
"You look beautiful."
I smiled and blushed. He looked at me and smiled. Then he whispered in my ear once again.
"How do they feel?"
My face became red. I had forgotten. I started to flashback to when I was dressing earlier in the massive closet Shawn gifted to me. He walked down the hall into my room. He stood at the doorway as he was buttoning his cuff links. His white shirt was only buttoned up halfway and his hair was still wet from the shower. He gazed upon me slipping into my satin dress. 
"Are you going to come in, or are you just going to stand there gawking?", I said.
"I think I'll stand right here" he said with a smirk.
I looked back in the mirror and zipped up the side of my dress. I then felt Shawn come up behind me and grab my hips. He kisses the top of head and then comes down to whisper in my ear.
"I got something for you,'' he says as he looks at me in the mirror.
"Oh yeah?" I reply smiling.
"It should make this night a little more interesting," he says as he smirks. He pulls out two connected silver balls the size of a ping pong ball.
"What are those?" I say with a look of concern.
"Bend over, I'll show you." he says to me.
"Oh, no no no ...you are not putting those in my butt" I tell him assertively. He chuckles.
"They don't go there. Now bend over", he says seriously. I bend over as he lifts up my dress above my hips. He pulls back my lace panties and sticks one ball in my opening and lets one ball hang out. He then pulls down my dress and I stand up. I immediately feel the balls adjust and I let out a slight moan. He smiles and then bites his lip. 
"This should be fun."

Back at the ball, I am red in the face as Shawn stares at me awaiting my answer. 
"I can't really feel them anymore", I say only slightly lying. He smirks and then straightens again. We start walking around and say our greetings around the party. We get seated at a large round table in front of a stage. Shawn pulls out my chair for me and as I sit down, I feel one of the balls harshly push against my clit. I gasp and Shawn notices. 
"I think I know what the balls do now." I tell him as he sits beside me.
He looks at me and smiles. He leans in to kiss my cheek but before he pulls away, he bites my earlobe. The action makes me quiver.
"Good." He says.
The auction on the stage starts as the host starts listing off biddings of places put on auction by the richest of Seattle. Then he lists off Shawn's place in Aspen, Colorado. The bidding starts at one thousand dollars.
"Two thousand, do I hear two thousand!"
"Two thousand!" I hear from a table in the front.
"Three thousand, do I hear three thousand!"
"Ten thousand!" I hear from the table next to us.
"Wow, do I hear anything higher, eleven thousand, do I hear eleven thousand dollars!"
I put up my bidding card. "Twenty four thousand dollars!", I shout. Shawn looks at me in shock. Earlier this month Shawn wired twenty four thousand dollars into my account against my will. I refused to accept it but of course he wouldn't hear it.
"Wow!! Twenty four thousand dollars!! Do i hear anything higher?? Twenty four thousand going once…..twenty four thousand going twice ...and SOLD to the pretty lady in silver!"
Everyone in the room claps at my donation. Shawn leans into my ear and whispers,
"I don't know whether to worship at your feet, or to spank you."
"I think I'll take option two,'' I say with a smirk.
He looks at me with want.
After the auction, as everyone returns to small talk and champagne, Shawn takes my hand and guides me up the large staircase in the front. We go down the hall and enter a dark room only lit up by the moonlight peeking through the blinds. He shuts and locks the door behind him. He turns around and immediately smashes his mouth into mine as he cups his masculine hands around my face. He lets go of my face and as he makes out with me vigorously, he starts taking off his overcoat and unbuttoning his undershirt. He separates from my mouth as I take a step back and look at his bare chest, trying to catch my breath. 
"Turn around,'' he says.
I turn around as he unzips my dress and reaches past my panties and pulls out the ball. I gasp at the motion. He flips me over and pulls down my panties, and then he grabs my face and starts tongue dancing with me again. He pulls away and grabs me by the waist as he lifts me onto his hips. He walks over to the bed that's in the room and slams me on top. He then begins to unbuckle his slacks as he pulls his member out and just stands there staring at me. I look at him and then at his throbbing cock as my breath begins to shorten and my clit starts to throb. He looks at my face as he stands by the edge of the bed. And then in a moment he's on top of me inserting his member into my throbbing hole. He lets out an aggressive moan as it goes in and then he starts pounding. As he's pounding he whispers in my ear, 
"Im going to fuck you until all you can think about is how you're going to try not to scream."
He starts fucking me until he lives up to his promise. I look up at him as his curly hair hangs down his face and some of it sticks to his forehead from the sweat. He starts fucking harder and faster until I hear his breath start to shorten and I know he is about to come. He lets out more and more aggressive grunts as I start to come closer to climax. I arched my back from the pleasure, as all I could think about was how  anything could feel this good. I let out a loud moan (pretty much a scream) as I orgasm on his throbbing member. He smiles at me and my exhausted state and starts to fuck faster and faster until he lets out his low masculine moan and comes inside of me. He collapses on top of me and starts showering my faces with kisses. He bites my lower lip and smirks at me. As he starts to get up, he kisses down my neck, down towards my breast, he bites my exposed nipple and kisses all the way down to my inner thigh and then he gets off and stands up. He stops for a moment and looks at me sprawled out on top of the bed. He smiles at me and bites his lip. 
"You drive me crazy." He says. I smile (still trying to catch my breath) and look at his lusting brown eyes and curly matted hair. I look down at his abs as the moonlight makes the sweat gleam off of them. He turns around and starts to pick up his clothes off the floor and put them back on his body. I do the same. As we get ready to go out he stops to fix his perfect hair. He then turns to me before he opens the door and looks at me.
"What am I going to do with you Ms. y/n?"
He grabs my hand and kisses it as I smile up at him. He opens the door and hooks his arm around me. 
"Shall we?," he says as he puts out a hand towards the stairwell.
I look up at him and smile as a begin to walk out, knees quivering and body satisfied.
I look at him. 
"What am I going to do with you Mr. Mendes."
He smirks as he wraps his arm around my waist and leads me back into reality.