Chapter2

#Chapter2

/"And you'll fuck other guys./" That wasn't a question, it was a statement. I remained silent. He knew the answer to that question as well as I did. Both of us knew. I would. Ian's eyes hardened.

/"I expect you to be kneeling by your bedside tonight at ten. Not one minute later. Understood?/" Ian ordered, his voice hard and cold. His dominant voice.

/"But my parents.../" I trailed off in fear. My parents knew Ian. Of course they did, we were going out for two years now. Ian wasn't a bad boyfriend. Hell no, he was the best boyfriend a girl could ask for. He made every date special even after two years. He never gave me any reason to complain about him.

But no matter how perfect our relationship was, the sexual part of our relationship always bothered me. Ian introduced me into this lifestyle one year ago. And I loved it. That was the problem. BDSM wasn't something to love. The fact that I craved it scared me. And that was why I wanted to end things with Ian.

Ian's voice brought me out of my musings. /"I don't care about your parents kitten. All I know is that you are already going to get one heck of a punishment, you wouldn't want to make it worse./"

/"But.../" I started to say, but shut my mouth when I saw his stern look. I quickly nodded. Ian smiled and bent down, capturing my lips with his. I moaned into his mouth, loving how he tasted. He tasted like he usually did. Minty with just a pinch of chocolate.

/"Ian.../" I moaned a garbled version of his name as his tongue thrust into my mouth, fucking it as if he was fucking my cunt. I gasped as his hands kneaded my breasts through my bra and I felt them get heavy with need. Ian moved his lips away from mine and I dragged in precious air.

He moved his lips down my jaw, to my neck. He kissed the sensitive spot just where my neck met my head, making me shiver with delight. I moaned loudly when his teeth pierced my skin, and he suckled on it. I knew that he was going to leave a hickey. Branding me, showing the world that I was his. And what's more, I craved it. I was like a junkie when it came to him.

/"Go now pet,/" Ian smirked as he pulled back, making me look at him in surprise. Realization dawned on me. I finally understood what his game was. He wanted me frustrated and on the edge. And it was working. I gave him a weak smile as I jogged back to my car, hoping to get some friction in between my legs where my clit throbbed.

I drove home contemplating about tonight. I had to get my parents out of the house. I was a screamer, there was no way I could keep that down, unless Ian gagged me. And he rarely did. Gagging wasn't his thing.

/"Hey honey,/" Mom greeted me as I entered the house. She had a worried look on her face, /"Did you tell Ian yet?/"

My parents knew that I was on the edge because of this news. Ian and I were the perfect couple to them, and I was only breaking us up. More than that, Mom knew how much Ian meant to me. And she also knew that if it was up to Ian, he would never let me go.

/"Yes Mom,/" I sighed, flopping down on the couch. /"I don't know annoyed or angry he is. But he understands./"

/"He has every right to be angry,/" Mom replied, /"You hadn't even told him that you applied./"

/"I don't know. He'll call me, I guess./" I mumbled. He is going to come home later and punish me. But I couldn't say that. /"We have only one week left. I think he wants to make the best of it. Both of us know that long distance won't work out./"

Mom didn't say anything, she only hugged me. I revelled in her closeness and warmness. She was always there for me, knowing what exactly to say and when. /"Honey?/" Mom spoke. /"Your dad and I are going to grandma's house in some time. Do you want to come?/"

Hallelujah! I almost jumped with joy. /"No mom, I think I'll stay at home or go meet the girls or something. I don't feel like it./"

/"Don't be upset. Ian will come around, he's only annoyed,/" Mom said, mistaking my words. I only nodded, knowing that he would never come around. But we only had one week. And I knew him well enough to know that he would torture me enough in this one week.

*******

I was ready and waiting. Dressed only in red lace panties, I was kneeling on the floor, head down, thighs apart and waiting. Distantly, I heard the door close and I smiled to myself. He was here. Ian had a key to my house, just like I had one to his.

/"Where are your parents?/" Ian asked me as he entered my room. I didn't look up, but replied.

/"They have gone to my grandma's house./" I answered, almost grinning with joy inside my head.

/"I see,/" Ian drawled out, making me shiver with anticipation. /"What do you want to do Khlo?/"

I gulped. This wasn't going to be good. Whenever Ian asked me that question, it meant he was up to something big. /"I... I don't know./"