Know your Place

You are tired, and you are not willing to just lay down today, you are frusterated and you are on edge, you stalk around the house and have been quite the pest to him. He finally decides it's time for you to learn once more where you belong.

He calls you to his den and smiles , saying to you..."kneel".....and you do, sighing and keeping your eyes down as taught, eyes fierce though he can not see, shoulders rigid though most would not know.

He says..."lift your head girl", and you do, eyes lowered and there he sees it...that jaw clenched, those lips tight, almost sneering, and that chin just a little too high, he knows what you are doing how you are fighting, and he knows that you will break to Him.

He smiles at you and circles you slowly, reaching down with a hand to the nape of your neck and pushing firmly, your head to the ground now, and he rises, setting one foot against the back of your neck, holding you there as he watches you.

Your breathing gets fast, your anger rising at this indignation though it's nothing that you have not done before, and you twist against that foot, almost shaking it off and he leans down, pressure on that foot and he growls at you, "did i SAY move girl?"

You mumble out "no Sir" and clench your teeth, and the cuffs are around your wrists just like that, he leans down and grabs the back of your neck, lifting you quickly to your feet and you whimper in shock more then anything, and he moves you fast to the wall.

He shoves you against it, this roughness only making you angrier, he turns you quick and looks you in the eyes, the cold dead look in his bringing forth the first fear he says to you. "Do NOT move.

You stand against the wall and he looks at you up and down and moves close, his hands begin running over you slowly, fingers slipping over satiny skin, nails pressing, digging in, finally pushed hard enough to leave red furrows over your body.

He leans close and begins to whisper, your eyes shut and you bite your lips hard because you can do nothing but hear those words...god those words describing everything you want.

Every nasty thing you offered him up and will in the future every degrerdation every bit of humiliation every moment of passion every second of pleasure he whispers them to you, making you recall them all.

And as they hit you, you can NOT hold back the whimper any more and your lips part and you cry out softly, still clenching your teeth, you shake and he leans so close to you...those sensuous lips almost on your skin, he breath so very very hot against you and he moves in.

His lips close over your neck, and his teeth press down and he bites, and you groan, and he presses harder and harder and harder, pinching, becomign painful until finally he actually drawn blood from your neck and you SCREAM out.

He leans back and wipes one finger across his lower lip and looks into your eyes and slides that finger into his mouth, sucking it and moaning softly and your knees collapse and you fall to the floor, leaning heavily against his leg, arms wrapped tightly around him and you are once again...right back where you belong.