Red Riding Hood

Chapter Eight

Stiles did what he usually did when he was curious. He researched.

Research was more of a friend to Stiles than an enemy. In school, Stiles was always happy to read about whatever subject they were learning about while other kids groaned as if they were in pain. So that's what Stiles did. He researched.

The first thing he looked up was Mistress. Derek had said it plenty of times by now. The search came up as

1. a woman in a position of authority or control.
2. a woman having an extramarital sexual relationship, especially with a married man.

Derek hadn't ever been married to Stiles' knowledge so he went with the first one. Then he googled Human Collar, remembering the one that was on Derek's neck when he first found him.

There was no definition but many websites came up. Mostly they were selling collars but some had information. Stiles was blown back by the kinkiness of the whole situation and switched the browser to pictures.

Leather collars, lace, even chain collars showed up. A few were actually on somebody's neck. It was weird to say the least. He clicked on a few pictures and before he knew it he was reading an article about BDSM. It was interesting and a few things even had him a little hot and bothered.

He kept digging and even watched some videos. Some Doms, as they called them, were just plain mean while some where soft and gentle. If this was ever something Derek wanted to do, Stiles knew he would have to be gentle. He didn't think he had the heart to be rough on Derek, or anyone for that matter.

After a long night of just sitting in front of a computer Stiles decided to text Derek.

Hey Derek. U want to come over tomorrow? Want to talk to u

A few minutes later Stiles had a reply.

Sure. Is everything ok?

Of course. Just want to c u and talk bout something, Stiles replied.

Ok. I'll be there around 4 o'clock. <3

Stiles smiled and replied, :-*

It was a go. Now Stiles had to think about what he would say.

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Derek showed up the next day a little after four and greeted Stiles with a hug. He seemed nervous about being there which made Stiles nervous.

They sat down next to each other on the couch and Derek hesitantly muttered, "You said you wanted to talk?"

"I did. It's about your... Mistress. Well, not really, but just listen to me for a moment, okay?"

Derek nodded his head and Stiles continued on.

"I was online for a while last night and I was looking some stuff up. About you. Not directly about you, but, still. Anyway, I found a few websites that had things to do with BDSM. That's why you had a Mistress, right?" Stiles looked over to Derek.

Derek was looking in his lap, ashamed. He slowly nodded and looked up at Stiles.

"Is that still something you want? Or what went wrong? Or just... what?"

Derek slowly sighed and loosened up, then started his story. "I was sixteen when I met Mistress. She was a substitute at the high school in town and I knew it was wrong to want her because I was a student and she was a teacher, but I did. I wanted her bad.

"She finally recognized me and we started having this secret relationship. It was more about sex that anything else, but I was a teenage boy, so it was a dream come true for me.

"We started with little things. Sometimes she would cuff me to the bed or gag me when we had sex. Then it expanded to the point that I was crawling behind her. I liked pleasing her and she liked me doing it. I remember that the only time she really got upset with me was when I had to go home.

"I don't know for sure but I think she set the fire. Then she snatched me and took me away. Somewhere in the woods by your uncles cabin, I suppose. Then it got harder. I wasn't allowed to talk and sometimes she's wouldn't even allow me to eat. I would stay in too tight bonds for hours, sometimes days. I hated myself for still wanting to please her.

"One day I was in my cage and she left it unlocked. She went out to get something and I ran. I ran until I found you.

"The sad thing is, even after she killed my family and kept me hostage for countless years, I still tried to make her happy."

Derek looked up at Stiles again with tears in his eyes. Stiles wrapped his arm around Derek and pulled him close.

"Sometimes it's hard to make yourself believe something that you previously thought to be fine. You wanted to please your Mistress before she killed your family and you couldn't shake the feeling afterward. It doesn't make you a bad person, Derek, it makes you human."

Derek's tears just came faster and he snuggled himself further into Stiles. "I think that I would like to try to please you, Stiles."

"No," Stiles said. "If we do this, you're not just pleasing me, we're pleasing each other. I will not be like your previous Mistress. You will have a say on what goes on and after you will have full rights and freedom. You're not my slave, Derek, you're my equal."

A/N: Wheew! Long chapter :) I hope that everyone liked it. Please vote or comment!!