Don't test me

Chapter Eleven

Hard Spice. You do not have to read this for the story line although it will help.

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Spencer grabbed my hand and led me into his room, "Alright." Spencer dropped my hand and looked at me. He looked like he was waiting for me to do something.

"What?" I said turning my head to the side smiling.

"You said you're a switch, right?" He asked me.

I furrowed my eyebrows, "Yeah, why?"

"If you're a switch. Dominate me." His eyes turned dark and I could see that he thought I wouldn't do it.

"W-what?" I shuddered.

"Dominate me. Come on." Spencer opened his arms.

I looked down at the floor and sighed, considering what I should do. "Okay," I said. I don't need him winning, that'll be one more thing he can hold against me.

I walked closer to him, placing my hand behind his neck, pulling him down to kiss me. I kissed his neck, but he wasn't reacting. I moved my palm to his crotch, applying pressure, but once again no response. I sighed in frustration, why wasn't he reacting?

"What's the problem, Little one?"

"Nothing," I said hesitating. I have never dominated anyone, and honestly, it wasn't my thing. But I do not need Spencer knowing that.

"Do you want me to do it?" He said lifting my chin to look at him.

"N-no." I stuttered unwillingly.

I pulled him into the middle of the room, and decided to pull some stripper like moves on him. I pulled off his shirt, and brought him down to my level, so I could reach his lips. For some reason being with Spencer was different than all of my clients I had at the strip club, I just didn't feel the same. 

"You're shaking." Before he had mentioned it, I didn't even realize it. I sighed thinking about my options, either I keep trying, and make a fool of myself... Or I give up, and let Spencer make me feel amazing.

"Maybe you're right..." I gave in. I wanted him to do whatever he wanted to me, I never really liked making decisions, and in the bedroom was one of them. I have to keep reminding myself we're just friends, but deep down inside I know I want something more. I want Spencer to want me, but it seems like it's only that way sexually.

Spencer smiled at me, "That's what I thought." he grabbed me by the waist, picking me up and throwing me on the bed, I laughed and landed on my ass.

"Very aggressive." I joked.

"Not really." Spencer gave me a smirk and then went over to the side of the bed. I heard him pull out the toy bin and I got excited. "I can do aggressive."

"Now, I haven't used this one on you yet." Spencer stood up, holding a blue paddle.

"Woah." I accidentally said out loud.

"If you want to see woah, look at this one," Spencer bent back down, and when he came up I saw him holding a giant dildo, My eyes went wide. 

"Calm down little one, remember we don't have to do anything you don't want to." He put the dildo back, and his hand on my thigh reassuring me.

"Yeah, I know." I gave him a soft smile.

"Remember the safe word?" He asked.

I nodded, "Apple."

"You know Apple's a very weird safe word." He says laughing and getting off the bed.

"Well at least we can talk about apples all we want and no one will know." I smiled.