The Dom Next Door

[Veroe]

IC: Reed Wintermain

Lifting her head up from the sofa he looked down into her eyes as he held the bottle of water over her face. "Open your mouth."

Then he tipped the bottle of water so it began to dribble out and down little by little into her mouth. Even something as simple as her getting a drink of water was completely under his control.

He heard the partial moan as she felt the cold liquid fall into her dry mouth. He was pleased that she was taking to his control so easily-so far. He had built her up to trust him implicitly now. Now he felt it was time to begin introducing Olivia to more of the real experience rather than wading in the kiddy pool.

They had a little over two hours left he realized looking over the clock and briefly he wondered whether he had given himself enough time to do all he wanted to introduce Olivia to tonight.

No, Reed cautioned himself to take his time. Rushing and impatience in a dominant was a sign of the loss of self-control, the absolute cardinal sin. He had plenty of time to give her just what she needed rather than what he wanted to do to her. Time enough for that later-

-There he was thinking about making this more than a one time thing again.

"Thank you, Sir." She said. "That's much better."

"You are welcome," He said placing the bottle of water down on the coffee table, "I've shown you pleasure spiced with pain, Olivia, now I will show you pain spiced with pleasure."

He reached down into the open trunk and rummaged through the sinister-looking contents before pulling out what he searched for. His hand raised up holding a pair of nipple-clamps connected by a chain. On end hung from his hand dangling in the air right before her eyes.

"Do you trust me, Olivia," He asked first.

These clamps were rubber-tipped and would pinch her nipples but wouldn't bite into her skin the way his alligator clamps would.

"I will put these on you," He continued placing them onto her chest before stroking her cheek tenderly, "It will hurt. I want you to be a brave young woman and even knowing how much it will hurt still trust me enough to allow me to put these on you now."

He repeated his question, "Do you trust me?"

 

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"Thank you, Sir." Olivia said, as Reed pulled the bottle away. "That's much better."

"You are welcome," he said, setting the water down. "I've shown you pleasure spiced with pain, Olivia, now I will show you pain spiced with pleasure."

Her breath caught in her throat but she just nodded nervously. She watched as Reed rummaged through the trunk and finally pulled out a silver chain. Though she'd never used them before, she recognized what the two clamps on the ends were for.

He held them up before her. "Do you trust me, Olivia?" He asked, searching her eyes for the answer. Olivia swallowed, unable to answer right away. She thought back to the pain she'd felt, just from his fingers pulling and pinching her nipples. She knew that these would be worse.

"I will put these on you," He explained matter-of-factly, and she flinched when the metal touched her chest. But he reached up and caressed her cheek reassuringly. "It will hurt. I want you to be a brave young woman and even knowing how much it will hurt still trust me enough to allow me to put these on you now."

Olivia took a deep breath and nodded again. But the answer wasn't satisfactory enough for Reed.

"Do you trust me?" He asked once more.

Olivia exhaled the breath. "Yes...yes sir, I trust you."

As soon as the words left her mouth, she felt the cold metal of the first clamp brush against one of her breasts. Her nipples were hard as rock and didn't need any coaxing. And then the first clamp closed slowly and she hissed in pain. The other one followed and she cried out. Olivia took fast, shallow breaths, trying to hold back the tears that sprang instantly to her eyes.

Soon, a strange thing happened. The pain seemed to spread out, to become part of her, to be as natural as any other sensation. Any flick of the clamp or pull on the chain would surely set her aflame again, but as Reed let her get used to the sensation, she began to relax into it. Her breathing slowed and her eyes flickered open again.

But it wasn't to last long. She attempted to adjust herself on the couch and that small movement, shook her breasts, pulling on the clamps sending a white hot bolt of pain through her entire breast.

"Ahh fuck!" She gasped, wanting to reach up to rub her poor nipples, but knowing it would only make it worse. "Sir..." Her watery eyes caught his in a pleading look. But it wasn't a plea to stop. She didn't utter her safeword. It was a plea of guidance.

 

[Veroe]

IC: Reed Wintermain

He repeated his question, "Do you trust me?"

"Yes..." She said with a deep breath, "Yes sir, I trust you."

His heart warmed at her words and he took up one of the clips and began placing each rubber covered tip on either side of her left nipple. Then turned the screw that tightened it little by little until it was pinching it tighter and tighter.

She hissed in pain as her nipple was squeezed from the round nub to a shape that was more of a vertical line. Then Reed did the same to the other nipple.

He waited watching her carefully as she got used to the painful pinching sensation and it began to fade into the background noise of feelings she was dealing with. Then she shifted and her breasts shook only slightly and he could see the moment of pain fly across her face as she swore, "Ahh fuck!"

Reed also saw the motion of her hands rising up to rub at the hurting nipples. He took them in hand and forced them back down.

She looked at him then. "Sir..." She asked in a shaky voice. It was a voice needing his for stability and direction. It was moment's like this that made him do this.

He stroked her cheek gently at her exclamation, ""Feel the pain. Accept the pain as a gift from me, Olivia...."

"...We spoke of the intimate connection between pain and pleasure earlier remember?" He leaned his head down so his mouth hovered over one painfully pinched nipple. Lazily his tongue reached out and stroked over the tip the motion gently rocking the nipple and breast. His mouth lowered over it lips parting over the clamp's rubber-covered tips and tongue rolling over the squeezed surface of her nipple once again. His cheeks hollowed as he applied suction to the tortured area.

 

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"Sir..." She looked up at him, pleading. Not for him to stop, but for direction, for guidance.

Reed reached down to stroke her cheek. "Feel the pain. Accept the pain as a gift from me, Olivia...." He whispered softly.

Olivia swallowed and nodded. "Yes, Sir." She conceded and took slow deep breaths in an attempt to endure the pain. To welcome it.

"We spoke of the intimate connection between pain and pleasure earlier remember?" Reed asked, capturing her eyes, compelling her to focus on his voice.

"Yes, Sir. I remember." She replied, her voice still a little shaky. And then his head leaned down so that his mouth hovered over one pinched nipple. She could feel his warm breath against the sore, sensitive nub. His tongue laved over the tip, drawing a surprised gasp of painful pleasure from her lips.

Reed pressed his lips over her nipple and repeated the motion. Olivia reflexively gripped the cushion behind her head as her back arched. It felt like her entire chest was on fire with the pull from the clamps as his tongue brushed over them. Yet the same sensation was creating another fire deeper within.

Olivia shook her head as his mouth suctioned around her nipple, wanting the torture to stop just as much as she wanted it to keep going. She took more breaths, letting the pain flow through her to mix with the pleasure he was giving her. She would accept both as his gifts.

By the time he was ready to move to the other breast, she lifted her chest to him, eager to offer it in return for all he had given her.

 

[Veroe]

IC: Reed Wintermain

"...We spoke of the intimate connection between pain and pleasure earlier remember?" He leaned his head down so his mouth hovered over one painfully pinched nipple. Lazily his tongue reached out and stroked over the tip the motion gently rocking the nipple and breast. His mouth lowered over it lips parting over the clamp's rubber-covered tips and tongue rolling over the squeezed surface of her nipple once again. His cheeks hollowed as he applied suction to the tortured area.

"Yes, Sir," She replied shakily as he did, "I remember."

He enjoyed her reactions to what he was doing to her, as he showed her the connection between pleasure and pain. Reed knew it was a difficult thing to get one's head around without experiencing it firsthand. Every gasp and moan, every catch in her breathing was like candy; sweet and leaving him eager to make her react more.

"These were some of Morena's favorites to warm up to," He told moving over to the other breast and being pleased with how Olivia arched her back to offer the pinched nipple for his attentions. He leaned his head down to kiss the squeezed bud then laving over the top of it with his tongue before pulling away to continue, "She had such sensitive nipples I could make her come with these alone sometimes."

He reached between her breasts and his fingers closed around the chain connecting the two clips. Reed then pulled it making her breasts stretch into points from her chest.

"These are the lightest nipple clamps I own," He told her conversationally as he held the chain there for a count of four and then pulled it again, "I have a pair without the rubber tips. They have bare metal teeth-pointed like an alligator's-that will bite into the skin. They also have rings on the ends where I can hang heavier and heavier weights upon them. Gravity would pull and stretch your nipples like this all the time."

He released the chain and asked her, "Where are we, Olivia? Is the pain too much? Do you need a moment?"

When she gave him her answer he reached down into the trunk and pulled out a zip tie. "Give me your hands. I'm going to tie them to the arm of the couch."

 

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Olivia made every effort to control her breathing as Reed continued his slow ministrations. His lips and tongue were gentle as they moved so carefully over each pinched nipple, almost soothing even as they brought her pain while simultaneously drawing moans of pleasure from her lips.

"These were some of Morena's favorites to warm up to," Reed said, as he pulled back briefly to speak. The cool air flowed over her wet, taut nipples, increasing the sensations more so. "She had such sensitive nipples I could make her come with these alone sometimes."

Warm up? Olivia thought. This is only a warm up? Olivia had managed to relax herself enough to breath through the pain she was feeling, to feel the pain and pleasure almost as one sensation. But that didn't mean it was easy. Could she take much more?

As if he could read her thoughts, Reed hooked a finger under the chain that connected the two clamps and pulled upward, drawing her breast up painfully. The pain she felt was intense, sharp, and caught her off guard.

"Aghh!" She cried out, her head lifting from the couch as she tried to move upward to lessen the stretch. Her hands gripped the edge of the couch tightly, hissing her breaths through clenched teeth.

"These are the lightest nipple clamps I own," He told her, his tone conversational, as if she weren't struggling in pain. He finally let go and she lowered herself back, whimpering softly. But then he pulled again. She didn't cry out this time, but tears stung her eyes and she again tried to breathe her way through the pain as he continued speaking.

"I have a pair without the rubber tips. They have bare metal teeth-pointed like an alligator's-that will bite into the skin. They also have rings on the ends where I can hang heavier and heavier weights upon them. Gravity would pull and stretch your nipples like this all the time."

Fuck. If this was this bad, how could she ever manage to handle something like that? Would she work up to that? Would this even go beyond tonight? Did she want that? Did Reed want that?

She breathed a sigh of relief when he let go again, though the pain was still amplified. "That sounds intense." She managed to say, her voice a little shaky. Reed simply nodded.

"Where are we, Olivia?" He asked, looking down at her. He eyes were closed, wet with unfallen tears, her face focused, not answering for a moment as she tried to come to grips with the pain. "Is the pain too much?" He asked again when she didn't answer him right away. "Do you need a moment?"

"I...fuck it hurts." She said finally. "I think...I'm at yellow...I don't want to stop but it's just...really fucking intense." She said, finally opening her eyes to meet his.

She brought her hands up to her chest, lightly touching her breasts. They were swollen and felt warm near the tightly squeezed nipples. Her fingers hovered around the clamps, wanting to touch but knowing there was no way to bring her relief short of releasing the clamps and she didn't dare.

Reed seemed to be eyeing her hovering hands before reaching into his trunk again. He pulled out what appeared to be a zip tie.

"Give me your hands." He commanded gruffly. "I'm going to tie them to the arm of the couch."


"Yes, Sir," she nodded and conceded, pulling her hands away from her breasts and offering them to Reed. She gasped as he gripped them firmly together and pulled them backwards. Her arms moving over her head and behind her, pulled her breast upward, causing another jump of pain. Reed seemed to pay it no mind as he cinched her wrists together and to the arm of the couch. Olivia nearly shuddered when she heard the zip of the tie closing tight, locking her wrists into place.

She watched him as he moved back to her side, biting her lip as she waited for whatever he had in store for her next.

 

[Veroe]

IC: Reed Wintermain

He released the chain and asked her, "Where are we, Olivia? Is the pain too much? Do you need a moment?"

Her reactions both thrilled and worried him. She was very responsive, but had he pushed her too hard, too fast, and too soon with these nipple clamps? Perhaps he should've tried some light to moderate spanking instead? On the other hand if she were at all interested in forging onwards down this pathway he was guiding her down in his lifestyle then it would do her no favors to coddle her when it came to pain.

"I..." She stammered voice strained with pain, "...fuck it hurts."

He nodded, "That's the point, but answer the question. Where are we?"

"I think..." She paused giving her answer serious thought, "...I'm at yellow...I don't want to stop but it's just...really fucking intense."

She then opened her eyes and he could see the pain swimming around in them, but he also saw a desire not to be turned away by that pain just yet.

"Then we'll take a break," He told her, "But first..." He reached down into the trunk and pulled out a zip tie. "Give me your hands. I'm going to tie them to the arm of the couch."

"Yes, Sir," she nodded and conceded, pulling her hands away from her breasts and offering them to Reed.

He took hold of them in a firm grasp, and he enjoyed the sound of her gasp as he lifted them above her head. The motion arched her back and lifted her breasts causing her to wince and gasp again from the fresh bite of pain from the clamps. He slid the plastic strip of the ziptie through one of the links in the chain connecting her handcuffs and around the arm of the sofa immobilizing her hands and arms.

That done He sat back looking down at her as she looked up at him, and for a moment they stayed like that before he stirred to action. "Do you know the difference between BDSM between responsible people and abuse, Olivia?"

He gave her a moment to answer reaching down to the nipple clamps. "It's that the power is despite all appearances in your hands here. When you say yellow we stop to give you a breather. You say green I keep going, even raise the intensity."

He gently cupped her right breast and placed his fingers over the handles of the clamps. "This will hurt intensely as blood rushes back into them. Be prepared for it." Then he opened it and lowered the clamp to rest upon her stomach and then reached and freed the other.

"It doesn't just protect you," He told her after she had settled from the release of the clamps, "I've had experiences where I've really hurt someone because they were too afraid of disappointing me. So they kept saying green past the point where the pain became unbearable. It was only later that I learned the truth. I now live with the knowledge of how I tortured them without knowing it."

He lifted the bottle of water and unscrewed the top. "Thank you, Olivia, for being honest with me. Thank you for protecting me with your honesty."

He tilted the bottle over her head just a little more and it would drip into her mouth. "Need another drink?"

 

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Olivia raised her arms, offering them to Reed. He grasped them firmly and pulled them above her head. She let out a soft yelp of pain as the motion tugged her breasts, pulling at the clamps. He quickly bound them to the arm of the couch, making sure they were secure before sitting back.

She lay still, secured to the couch, her eyes locked with his as she allowed the burning pain from her nipples and breasts to flow through her chest. Reed finally spoke.

"Do you know the difference between BDSM between responsible people and abuse, Olivia?" He asked her, his eyes never leaving her face.

Olivia nodded. "I believe so." She whispered, trying to keep her voice steady. "BDSM is between consenting partners, where abuse is non consensual and harmful."

She felt a strange sense of pride when Reed nodded in agreement. "It's that the power is despite all appearances in your hands here. When you say yellow we stop to give you a breather. You say green I keep going, even raise the intensity."

"And if I say red," She continued, watching as his hands went to her breasts, "we stop altogether. If you were to ignore that, and continue anyway, then that would be abuse."

Reed nodded again and caught her eyes as he touched the clamps on her nipples. "This will hurt intensely as blood rushes back into them." He warned. "Be prepared for it." Olivia opened her mouth to agree but instead a cry of pain left her lips as fierce pain radiated through her breast. He didn't give her time to dwell on it though as he quickly released the other.

"Fuck!" She yelled, her hands jerking against the restraints in an instinctual effort to try to bring them to cover and soothe her aching nipples. She took several deep breaths and soon the pain had subsided. Her nipples were swollen and an angry shade of red.

Reed watched her for a moment and when he was satisfied that she had relaxed again, he continued his explanations.

"It doesn't just protect you," He said. "I've had experiences where I've really hurt someone because they were too afraid of disappointing me. So they kept saying green past the point where the pain became unbearable. It was only later that I learned the truth. I now live with the knowledge of how I tortured them without knowing it."

Olivia nodded. She could understand not wanting to disappoint. "I kind of get that." She told him, "I'm new at this, and I know you understand that, but at the same time, I want to give you what you need as well. I want to please you and be a good sub so that you can get all that you need out of this. But I know that also entails me being honest and letting you know when it's too much. Because I know you would be very upset with me if I let something like you just described happen because I know you would never intentionally harm me."

Reed started to open the bottle of water as his eyes met hers. "Thank you, Olivia," he said gently,"for being honest with me. Thank you for protecting me with your honesty."

"Need another drink?" He asked as he tilted the water over her head.

"Yes...please." Olivia whispered, realizing just then how parched her mouth was. She tilted her head upward as he slowly poured the cool liquid into her mouth. After swallowing a few sips, she relaxed back and Reed recapped the bottle.

"Thank you." She said gratefully. "And thank you for introducing me to your world and allowing me to become a part of it, even if just for tonight."

 

[Veroe]

IC: Reed Wintermain

He lifted the bottle of water and unscrewed the top. "Thank you, Olivia, for being honest with me. Thank you for protecting me with your honesty."

Reed looked down at her, this incredibly brave young woman, and again marveled at the change he saw in her from when she had left for college years before. The teenaged Olivia he had known back then would not have handled all this as well as this fully-grown Olivia was. Something like paternal pride mixed with inspired awe stirred in him in the phenomenal feat of maturation her experience in school must have been.

"Need another drink?" He asked as he tilted the water over her head.
whisper was soft but eager, "Yes...please."

Her
He again poured her water into her mouth slowly controlling the amount she got, and when he judged she had enough he tipped it back up.

"That's enough," He told her screwing the cap back on.

"Thank you." She said gratefully. "And thank you for introducing me to your world and allowing me to become a part of it, even if just for tonight."

'...just for tonight...' The words sounded wrong to his ears. Like the term was a crime against fate, but what could he do? Could he broach the subject of making it more than 'just for tonight' with her now?

No in the middle of things here would be the wrong time. Afterwards...

...Was he seriously considering asking her to make this more permanent again? Would Olivia even be receptive to it?

He set down the bottle of water and leaned over her. "Are you ready to resume?"

 

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Olivia tilted her head slightly as Reed poured the water past her lips. He was able to manipulate it just enough for her to get a good drink, but not too much that any spilled. She swallowed, sighing as the cool water flowed down her throat. Then he pulled the bottle away.

"Thank you." She said gratefully. "And thank you for introducing me to your world and allowing me to become a part of it, even if just for tonight."

His face seemed to darken for just a moment and he seemed to be in thought. She hoped she hadn't said anything wrong. She truly was grateful. After all, he could have turned her away at the door when she'd came to his club, sent her back home to her mother. Instead, he'd invited her inside. He'd allowed her the choice to go further down that rabbit hole. Now here she was experiencing something she'd never known she'd wanted. And she'd never felt safer.

But what would happen after tonight? Did Reed just see this as her introduction to his lifestyle? She already knew she wanted more than just a taste. But would Reed want to be the one to pursue that with her, to make it more than just one night? Or would she start to frequent his club? Find other men such as him? She had no clue how to proceed. But the night was far from over yet and she sensed Reed had a quite a bit more in store for her.

The pain in her breasts and chest had started to subside, replaced with a dull heat that had settled between her legs. She lifted her eyes to his again as he spoke.

"Are you ready to resume?" He asked and Olivia took a deep breath.

"Yes, Sir." She said as she exhaled. "I'm ready."

 

[Veroe]

IC: Reed Wintermain

He set down the bottle of water and leaned over her. "Are you ready to resume?"

"Yes, Sir." She said as she exhaled. "I'm ready."

Reed reached up and stroked his hand over her cheek tenderly in response. He glanced up from peering into her eyes towards the clock on his living room wall. He returned to her eyes. How was it possible he hadn't noticed just how deep and beautiful they were until now?

"We have a little over thirty minutes left, Olivia," He announced to her softly, "And we will spend the time with another little game."

He reached down and pulled out a short flogger with velvet strands, it was the lightest impact tool he owned and he watched her reaction upon her face as he laid it over her stomach. "Twenty questions, Olivia. I will ask and you will answer. You can answer yes or no, but if you hesitate or if you lie to me. I will use the flogger to punish you. If you tell me the truth you will be rewarded."

 

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Olivia followed Reed's eyes to the clock. It was meaningless to her as she hadn't even known what time it was when they'd started. It seemed so long ago when she'd first shown up at his club. And now here she was. It felt like so much had changed.

"We have a little over thirty minutes left, Olivia." Reed told her. She nodded. Thirty minutes? Part of her felt like that still seemed like a long time to endure and another part of her felt a pang of disappointment that this time with Reed would end so soon.

"And we will spend the time with another little game." He continued.

"Yes, sir." She said, watching as he pulled out the flogger. She shuddered as he laid it across her stomach.

"Twenty questions, Olivia. I will ask and you will answer. You can answer yes or no, but if you hesitate or if you lie to me. I will use the flogger to punish you. If you tell me the truth you will be rewarded." She listened carefully as Reed explained the game. His voice, his tone, how he spoke to her was much different than how he'd ever spoken to her before. She wondered if that would change after tonight.

"I understand." She assured him. "What is your first question, Sir?"

 

[Veroe]

IC: Reed Wintermain

He reached down and pulled out a short flogger with velvet strands, it was the lightest impact tool he owned and he watched her reaction upon her face as he laid it over her stomach. "Twenty questions, Olivia. I will ask and you will answer. You can answer yes or no, but if you hesitate or if you lie to me. I will use the flogger to punish you. If you tell me the truth you will be rewarded."

"I understand." She assured him. "What is your first question, Sir?"

"First question, Olivia." He looked down at her and affectionately traced his fingers over her cheek. "You've had sex before, right?"

 

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"First question, Olivia." Reed started, his voice deep and low. "You've had sex before, right?"

Olivia met his eyes, resisting the urge to make an 'of course' face. It was a valid question. She was still young and he'd known her since she was a child. She nodded.

"Yes. I have had sex before." She said straightforwardly and awaited his response.

 

[Veroe]

IC: Reed wintermain

"First question, Olivia." He looked down at her and affectionately traced his fingers over her cheek. "You've had sex before, right?"

Her beautiful deep eyes met his and she nodded, "Yes. I have had sex before."

He had guessed as much. She was an extraordinarily beautiful young woman with a bright and affectionate nature. Any young boy in either her highschool or college would have been a blind fool not to have pursued her before.

To reward her candor he lowered his head and kissed her forehead then working down kissing a line down the ridge of her nose until just hovering a hairs breadth over her lips, teasing a kiss there to come.

But instead of completing the kiss he asked softly, "When was your last time you've had sex?"

 

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In response to her answer to his first question, Reed leaned down and softly kissed her forehead. Olivia closed her eyes, reveling in the sensation as he brushed his lips over her nose and hovered over her mouth. She lifted her head expectantly for the kiss but he avoided her lips.

Instead he asked the next question, his warm breath flowing over her face. "When was your last time you've had sex?" He asked.

She thought a second. It had been over a year. After her experience with Jacob, her last boyfriend, she hadn't even bothered to date. But the last time they'd had sex, consensually anyway, was just before Halloween. She pushed away the painful memories and responded.

"October of last year." She replied, answering the question but giving no further detail.

 

[Veroe]

IC: Reed Wintermain

But instead of completing the kiss he asked softly, "When was your last time you've had sex?"

He watched her take a moment to think it over before stating, "October of last year."

She didn't offer him anything more than that, but then he hadn't asked for anything more than that either. Also she had put up a slight bit of hesitation, any more and Reed would have made her pay a penalty, but she had still answered fairly forthrightly.

Still he was detecting some mines buried under the ground he was taking them over. It made sense. Most women would have some demons or ghost in their past sexual experiences they'd hesitate to share with anyone even the one they trust the most. Yet that was what this exercise, and BDSM as a whole was about. Not to trust just with trifling childish things like whips and chains, but to trust him with even the most confidential parts of her life.

He lowered his head planting his lips to hers in a powerful kiss. His lips pressed to hers, his tongue taking ownership of hers, and then it was over. He pulled away leaving her gasping for breath.

"It's been nine months since October," He asked, "Why have you gone without sexual relations with anyone for so long, Olivia?"

 

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"October of last year." Olivia answered after a brief moment to think. Reed didn't react right away and Olivia feared she'd hesitated too long. Would he punish her? But the hard stare turned into an intense kiss as his lips captured hers, his tongue thrusting past her lips to meet hers. God, this man could kiss and his taste was intoxicating. But after only a moment, he pulled back, leaving Olivia breathless. Yet he was able to continue talking calmly.

"It's been nine months since October." He noted, watching her flushed face. "Why have you gone without sexual relations with anyone for so long, Olivia?"

Ugh. That was the question Olivia was hoping she wouldn't have to answer. She winced at the thought of Jacob as memories she'd long since buried flooded back. Reed was asking her for information she'd never told anyone except her closest friend. Was that a can of worms she wanted to open? But Reed would know if she lied, but that didn't mean she had to go into full details.

"After my last boyfriend...I didn't want to have sex or date anyone else for a while. Then, after some time it just didn't matter to me anymore." Olivia answered with a shrug. She tried to appear nonchalant as she lifted her eyes to his, the reflection in the revealing more than she was saying.

 

[Veroe]

IC: Reed Wintermain

"It's been nine months since October," He asked, "Why have you gone without sexual relations with anyone for so long, Olivia?"

Reed watched her carefully as the light in her eyes dimmed a little, shadowed by unwanted memories, thinking of whatever lackluster experience she had had back in October.

"After my last boyfriend...I didn't want to have sex or date anyone else for a while," She said with a shrug and a flippant air, "Then, after some time it just didn't matter to me anymore."

Reed leaned down trailing kisses down the side of her throat to reward her answer.

There was a look in her eye that spoke volumes. He would try to tread softly. "Was the experience that disappointing to you?"

 

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Olivia closed her eyes as Reed trailed light kisses down her throat, her pulse throbbing against his lips. She didn't want to think about her ex when he was creating such exquisite sensations within her from a simple brush of his mouth on her flesh. Yet he continued on.

"Was the experience that disappointing to you?" He asked softly.

Olivia scoffed and shook her head. "Disappointing." She laughed humorlessly. "That's one word for it." She paused as if weighing how much she wanted to reveal. "He wasn't exactly a good or stable person."

 

[Veroe]

IC: Reed Wintermain

There was a look in her eye that spoke volumes. He would try to tread softly. "Was the experience that disappointing to you?"

She scoffed with a shake of her head at that, "Disappointing." She laughed humorlessly. "That's one word for it."

She paused a moment considering what more to say or whether she wanted to say anything more. Reed's eyebrow raised. The time she took was telling him the story, the look in her eyes as memories of that night flittered before them told him volumes about this boy that had wounded her sexual experience so grievously.

She finally stated, "He wasn't exactly a good or stable person."

Reed lifted his hand fingers stroking gently down her cheek, thumb tracing over her bottom lip. "Did he hurt you?"

 

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Olivia's lips parted as Reed traced his thumb over her lower one. "Did he hurt you?" He asked gently. Olivia averted her eyes, blinking back tears as the memories came back. Of all things, she hadn't expected this turn of events. She hadn't expected to reveal this much about herself or have to even think about this again. But he was essentially drawing it out and forcing her to deal with it.

She took a shaky breath and nodded. "Yes." She said simply. There was so much more she could say and reveal, but she didn't want to. To tell him meant she had to remember everything, to process and relive it all again. "I don't want to think about it.' She added, hoping he'd give her reprieve.

 

[Veroe]

IC: Reed Wintermain

Reed lifted his hand fingers stroking gently down her cheek, thumb tracing over her bottom lip. "Did he hurt you?"

He saw her eyes turn away from his fighting tears."Yes." She confirmed in a shaky breath, "I don't want to think about it."

Reed was following his instincts now acting without thinking too much upon them. He was acting upon the emotions her words brought out in him. He felt a surge of outrage and anger, not directed at Olivia at whoever this foolish boy that had wronged her so was.

His hand grabbed hold of her chin and forced her eyes to meet his as he demanded, "Did this boy force himself upon you?"

 

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Olivia shook slightly as she awaited Reed's next move, turning her face from him. He was having none of it and grabbed her chin firmly, forcing her to look at him. She saw the anger in his eyes and though she knew it wasn't directed at her, she trembled.

"Did this boy force himself upon you?" He asked, his voice hard and direct.

Olivia took a shaky breath and nodded. "Yes." She said succinctly. "N-not at first, though. It was after I tried to break things off the first time. He decided to...to take what I wasn't willing to give him..."

She hadn't planned to give more details than he'd asked, but the words just started flowing out.

 

[Veroe]

IC: Reed Wintermain

His hand grabbed hold of her chin and forced her eyes to meet his as he demanded, "Did this boy force himself upon you?"

"Yes," Olivia inhaled shakily nodding.

Reed's nostrils flared as he imagined doing sadistically violent and fully justifiable things to the shit-faced punk that had taken advantage of her. No one held a grudge like a dominant. When he got ahold of that little bast-

"N-not at first, though." She continued trying to explain, "It was after I tried to break things off the first time. He decided to...to take what I wasn't willing to give him..."

"Time is up, Olivia," He pulled away and reached for the key to the handcuffs. "I hope you realize I would never demand anything of you that you won't want to give me."

He released her and held out his hand for her to take and helped her sit up on the cushion. "Now comes the time where you will have to make a choice. You can stay and earn more time with me as my pet like this. Or you can call your adventure into the world of BDSM over and done with here and return to your mother next door. Or we can spend the rest of the night with a late night movie and some leftover pizza in my fridge instead."

He got up and collected her clothing and held them out for her to take. "So what will you choose, Olivia?"