I knew I was insane. What was I thinking? I was clearly not thinking with my brain. The part of my body I was thinking with was much more primal, animalistic. Gawd I wanted him to fuck me. I took a deep breath and let it out slowly as we drove up to the secluded house. We drove into the garage and stopped the door shut and suddenly I felt trapped. I looked toward him and saw he was watching me closely. As if he would stop me if I ran.

“Breath again,” he whispered smiling. “You want this.”

I nodded unable to speak for a moment. “You will trust me to do what will please you in the end. You will obey me and in obeying you will find pleasure.”

I nodded again feeling a lump building in my throat. “Yes sir,” I mumbled feeling as if all my emotions were going to explode in one messy scene.

“Say it Callie. Tell me in your own words.”

“I want this, it scares me a little, but I want you. I want you what ever way you want me. I need this, it’s been too long, I’m desperate.”

He reached out his long fingers circling my neck. “You will beg before this is over.”

I sobbed, I couldn’t help it, the need was so great. The dark promise he was offering so seductive. I would beg and I knew it. I would beg until I was horse for his pleasure.

He pulled me forward with his hand around my neck. His other groping my breast. His lips took command of mine. His tongue thrusting deep, his taste melding with mine. My hand rested on his thigh he pushed it away and pulled back smiling. “It is a privilege to touch me pet. One you will beg for. Out of the car and strip. Leave the clothes on the front seat then join me in the house.” He pushed me back and turned leaving. I sat in shock as he shut the houses door and left me alone to consider what I was doing.