Sorry about the wait back at school but will try to update as often as i can. sorry about the short chapter.
I had the world's best bath ever. I am a little bit sore but nothing that I cannot handle. I look in my wardrobe looking for pants but all I find is dresses and nighties. It put on a blue nightie and blue lace boy shorts. I walk out my room to find Eric already sitting at the table with food in front of him. I take a seat opposite him to where the other plate is waiting. We start eating dinner in silence before Eric begins the questions.
'I tired getting your medical records but they were sealed and I couldn't get a hold of them.' I sighed I knew he would
'I told you before the only way you will find out is through me and even than the information you get will be limited.' He takes a sip of wine and I do the same.
'Would you be able to tell me some of the injuries you sustained?'
'I was in a coma for about a month and a half before I came round and after that the pain. God. I had to learn to walk again as there was damage to my spinal cord. I had internal bleeding and many broken bones. I had to re learn some basic function because of my memory loss. I had to learn to pick up things among other daily task.' I move my food around the plate no longer hungry.
'I noticed all the scars. You don't like people touching them for long periods of times do you?' I shake my head. 'I don't understand shaking heads. When I ask a question I want an answer!'
'No I don't. I have had doctors for months touching me and staring and I can only deal with it is small amounts of time.' I drink some more wine and try to keep myself calm.
'Not all your scars are from surgery are they?' Damn I hoped he didn't have to ask.
'No not all of them, but flower Eric talking about my depression is a trigger point.' He is watching me intently as I push around my food making it looked like I have eaten.
'I know what you are doing Natasha and you better start eating before I pull you across my knee and spank the living daylights out of you.' I stare at him with a gaping mouth before I close it and start to eat.
'I took the pleasure of changing our contract if you want to have a look. I have added you mental health and how when the word flower is used I mustn't continue on that topic.' He slides it over to me and I look at the section added and I smile to myself.
'Thankyou.' I eat some more before I am no longer hungry.
'How are you feeling?' I look up to see him running his hands through his head.
'A little sore.' I shrug like it is no big deal but I watch as he frowns. I ignore the look he is giving me and I finish what little food is left on my plate.
'So how does this work Eric?' I lean back in the chair and I stare at his hypnotising green eyes.
'What do you mean how this works? You spend the weekend with me and if I feel the need I will ring you during the week.' I frown and don't think before I talk.
'So, I am like a booty call with kink?' I cringe because it sounds so bad when you put it like that.
'No you are my submissive Natasha. Understand this as I will only say it once. You are not a booty call if I wanted that I would. I want a submissive, you listens to what I say, follows orders and don't question anything I do. If I want to fuck you, than I fuck you. If I want to tie you up and leave you on the brink of an orgasm for hours, than I can, and you won't question it.' I shift in a seat as my libido awakens. "You understand Natasha?' I go to nod my head but I don't
'Yes Eric.' I feel pretty awkward because I don't know what to do. I just keep sitting at the table while Eric watches me but I can see the wheels turning inside that beautiful head of his.
'Get up and come over here.' He commands and I can do nothing but follow. I walk over to him and I pushes his chair out tilting his head. I stand between the table and his chair as he moves closer so his eyes are in a direct line to my hardened nipples.
'Sit on the table.' I move his plate to the side and sit on the cold wood table. My hands are in front of me and I fidget with my fingers. Eric moves his chair closer and smirks at me.
'Place you hand on the table behind you and don't even to think about moving them.' I place my hands behind me which push my breast forward. I watch as Eric grabs a knife and I tense up all over.
'Don't worry. You have to learn to trust Natasha.' I feel the familiar feeling of cool metal pressed against my skin and I try to ignore the feeling and concentrate on what Eric is doing. He cuts the band of my panties and I sigh to myself that the knife is gone. 'See Natasha no blood.' He smiles and sits back in his chair watching me and the coolness of the house invades my scorching sex.
'I like the look of you all needy waiting for my command.' Eric places his hands on my knees and pushes my legs further apart. He disappears and I feel rope on my being tied to my feet and I glance over to see Eric tying my legs to the table legs. I am spread open for him as he sits back down moving his chair closer to me. I shiver in anticipation as Eric seems to be taking his time looking at me. Eric moves so fast as one finger enters me causing my sex to clench around the one finger.
'You are going to watch Natasha and don't move your hands.' I watch as Eric watches me moving his finger agonizingly slow. In. out. In. I want to break eye contact as the intensity grows between us. He pulls his finger out and starts to lap up my juices on his finger. I moan as he hums around his finger. I close my eyes for a second before I feel a slap to my thigh and my eyes open again.
'Watch.' He starts to fuck me with two fingers curling them up hitting my G-spot. I am panting like crazy and groaning as my climax approaches fast at full speed. I itch to close my eyes and move my hand but I don't as I watch Eric fuck me with his fingers. I am so close that I can almost taste it when Eric stop causing me to protest. It was only than I realised that I close my eyes and moved my hand which were now on Eric's shoulders. Oh shit. Eric pulls back making my hands reach back around me to support my weight.
'What do we have here?' He smiles to himself and I just realise he knew I wouldn't be able to listen to his order. He knew all along.
'Someone didn't listen to orders did they?' He smirks at me causing my sex to tremble at the sound of his voice.
'N-N-no.' I pant trying to get my breath back.
'Well what happens when girls don't listen to what their masters say?' I shallow loudly as my body shakes.
'They get punished.' I whisper as I look down trying to calm myself.
'That's right they get punished.' He kneels down and his tongue invades my needy drenched sex. I arch my back as he rub my clit furiously. The climax from before built up in no time but just as I was about to go over the edge he stopped. I cried out frustrated that he wouldn't let me come as my climax calmed down again. When Eric started up again I tried so hard to ignore my orgasm coming at me like a train but Eric knew just the right places to touch and just how to find my little pleasure spots. I was closer to the edge this time but Eric stoped again which made me cry out. My eyes were shut tight as I felt his chair move away leaving my body shaking as cool air invaded my swollen and hot sex. I felt my leg being untied and I felt like crying for the orgasm that never came. After some time I open my eyes to see Eric looking at me with the biggest smirk I have ever seen.
'Off to bed Natasha I have big plans for tomorrow and you need rest.' I stand up and squeeze my thighs together hoping to ease the throbbing in my clit but I feel Eric's hand on my ass which leaves it stinging.
'You are not to touch yourself Natasha or please yourself in any manner. If you do you will not like the consequences. Sleep well.' He kisses my forehead as I walk to my room frustrated at myself and the fact that I have to put up with the displeasing throbbing all night.