Page 8 of Lustful Secrets
The tears fall freely down her cheeks and she welcomes them. She realizes she wants to do whatever she can to please Sebastian and if he needs to spank her ass, then she’ll gladly let him.
"Please, sir," she whimpers, turning her body slightly so he can get a better angle at spanking her with the belt. "Can you fuck me now?" Her voice is so low and broken that if someone didn't know better they wouldn't have recognized it as hers.
"Your wish is my command," Sebastian growls, grabbing her by the waist and flipping her around. "On your knees."
Before Mallory can oblige, there is a knock on the door.
"Sebastian, it's Lydia, are you still here? Your car is in the parking lot."
"Goddamn it."
He pulls away quickly and begins to straighten his clothing. "Get your stuff and go into the bathroom. Do not come out until I tell you to."
Mallory quickly gathers her things and escapes to the bathroom. Who is Lydia? Why is he making her hide? She presses her ear against the door to listen.
"Lydia," Sebastian greets her, his tone unreadable.
"What's the matter, Sebastian?" Lydia purrs, her fingers tracing a line along his chest. "Interrupting something?"
"This isn't a good time, Lydia. I have business to attend to."
Lydia chuckles softly. "You always were a busy man. But don't worry, I'm not here to cause trouble... unless you want me to."
Sebastian's tone turns firm. "Not now, Lydia. We'll talk later."
"You know where to find me when you're ready," she murmurs before finally stepping out. “You were always such a good boy for me.”
"Mallory, you can come out now," Sebastian calls.
Mallory emerges from the bathroom, her body still tingling from their interrupted passion. She looks at Sebastian, her eyes filled with curiosity and a touch of vulnerability.
"Who is she?" she asks softly.
Sebastian sighs. "That was Lydia. She's a part of this world, and we have some history. I'll tell you more later. It's late, I should see you to your car."
Who was Lydia and why had she stopped by? The encounter had seemed a little odd. Did Lydia stop by for a quickie with Sebastian? Could Sebastian do that? They had never laid out any ground rules for this relationship.
Mallory feels like she’s jumped into the deep end without knowing how to swim. Is she going to drown?
Most likely.
Will it be worth it?
Absolutely.
Mallory doesn’t sleep much that night, and is awake to see the dawn. Once she’s at the office, a sense of anticipation hangs in the air between her and Sebastian. After their passionate encounter and the unexpected interruption by Lydia, it is clear that their connection has deepened, and Mallory knows they need to address the nature of their relationship when he calls her extension and summons her to his office at the end of the work day.
She enters, her demeanor a mix of eagerness and trepidation. She takes a seat in front of his desk, her eyes locked onto his.
Sebastian leans forward, his voice low but firm. "Mallory, what happened yesterday was just the beginning of our journey into this world of pleasure and desire. But it's essential that we establish some ground rules to ensure both of us are comfortable and safe."
Mallory nods, her attention fully on him. She has so many questions, so many desires, but she knows that trust and communication are paramount.
Sebastian continues, "First and foremost, trust is the foundation of our relationship. You must trust me completely, and I will do the same. Consent is non-negotiable. If at any point you're uncomfortable or want to stop, you need only to say the word, and everything will stop immediately."
Mallory nods.
"Second," Sebastian goes on, "we'll establish safe words. A green light means everything is okay, a yellow light indicates you're nearing your limits, and a red light means stop immediately, no questions asked. Do you understand?"
