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The Negotiation - part 3
You spend the rest of the week trying to focus on work, but you can’t shake off the memory of Leo and what he did to you. His words echo in your mind: ‘I own your pleasure now.’ The thought both terrifies and arouses you. You find yourself touching yourself in the bathroom at work, remembering his hands on your body, his voice commanding you to come for him.
On Friday afternoon, you decide that enough is enough. You can’t keep living like this – haunted by the memory of Leo and his control over you. You need to confront him, to regain some semblance of control over your life. With shaky hands, you dial his number.
He answers on the second ring. ‘YN,’ he says, his voice smooth as silk. ‘I was wondering when you’d call.’
‘Leo,’ you say, trying to sound confident. ‘We need to talk.’
‘About what?’ he asks innocently.
‘You know what,’ you reply, your voice trembling slightly. ‘About what happened between us.’
He laughs. ‘Oh, that? I thought you enjoyed it.’
Your face flushes with anger and embarrassment. ‘It doesn’t matter if I enjoyed it or not,’ you say, trying to keep your emotions in check. ‘You took advantage of me, and I want it to stop.’
Leo chuckles. ‘Or what? You’ll have me arrested?’
‘If I have to,’ you reply, though you know it’s an empty threat.
‘Go ahead,’ Leo says, his voice dripping with condescension. ‘But remember, I own your pleasure now.’
His words send a shiver down your spine. You hang up the phone, feeling defeated and humiliated. As you sit at your desk, trying to compose yourself, you realize that there’s only one way to confront Leo – face-to-face.
That night, you attend a masked ball hosted by one of your business associates. The event is an annual tradition, and it’s always been a place for the city’s elite to mingle and let loose. This year, however, the atmosphere feels different. You can’t help but feel like everyone is watching you, judging you for what happened with Leo.
As you make your way through the crowd, you spot him across the room. He’s wearing a black mask that covers his eyes, but you recognize him instantly. Your heart races as he approaches you, his confident stride unmistakable.
‘YN,’ he says, his voice low and seductive. ‘I was hoping I’d see you here.’
You try to maintain your composure. ‘What do you want, Leo?’
He leans in close, his breath warm against your ear. ‘I want what I’ve always wanted – to own your pleasure.’
His words send a jolt of desire through your body. You try to resist him, but the memory of his hands on your skin, his voice commanding you to come for him, is too much to bear.
Leo senses your weakness and takes advantage of it. He grabs your arm and pulls you into a secluded area of the ballroom, away from prying eyes. ‘You can’t escape me, YN,’ he whispers as he pins you against the wall. ‘You belong to me now.’
Despite your attempts to resist him, you find yourself unable to deny your desire for his control. You surrender to him, allowing him to lead you to a private room where you can explore your newfound dynamic without fear of judgment or repercussions.
In the privacy of the room, Leo wastes no time in taking control. He pushes you onto the bed and begins to tease you with his fingers and mouth, making you beg for more as he explores your body with expert precision. Your pleasure builds, and you can’t help but submit to his every desire.
Leo binds your hands above your head, rendering you helpless as he continues to explore your body with his lips and tongue. His control over your pleasure is undeniable, and you surrender completely to him.
As the night wears on, you embrace your submission fully, looking at Leo with newfound admiration and desire. He has awakened something within you – a hunger for dominance and submission that you never knew existed.
As you leave the masked ball together, you both understand that this is only the beginning of your exploration into dominance and submission. The world outside may still see you as rivals, but in the private moments shared between you, there’s an undeniable connection – one that will continue to push the boundaries of pleasure and control.
You’re tied up and at Leo’s mercy, your body tense with anticipation as he teases you for hours on end. The private room at the masked ball is dimly lit by flickering candles, their flames casting shadows on the satin sheets of the large four-poster bed. Leo starts by using a feather to tickle your nipples and inner thighs, bringing you close to orgasm but never quite letting you reach it. He then moves on to using a vibrator on your clit, controlling the intensity and keeping you on edge. As you beg for release, Leo commands you to beg him for an orgasm. He only grants you permission after you have pleaded with him, emphasizing his control over your pleasure. Once you’ve been granted permission to cum, Leo continues using the vibrator on your clit, bringing you to a powerful, forced orgasm. After your first orgasm, Leo doesn’t allow you any rest. He immediately starts teasing you again, using his fingers and the vibrator to bring you to another forced orgasm. This pattern of teasing, pleading, and forced orgasms continues until you are completely exhausted and satisfied. After several forced orgasms, you finally collapse onto the bed, completely spent and satisfied. Leo unties you and holds you close, his fingers gently tracing your body as you both catch your breath. The last of the candles flicker out, leaving you in darkness.