do whatever I want with you—isn’t that right?”
His fingers grazed over me again and I shivered. “Yes. Yes, Sir. That’s right. Whatever you want.”
He leaned in to kiss me again, and I began drifting off in another dream.
He ran his hand over my shoulder and down my arm, briefly linking our fingers together. “All right, boy?”
“Yes,” I sighed. “More, though. I need more.”
I moaned aloud as he bent to pull my face around to kiss me on the lips. His breath was sweet and I couldn't seem to get close enough to him. He was caressing my ass, and I loved it. I'd never let anyone else do that to me. No one but Master Logan.
I came back to myself a little as he leaned in and whispered in my ear. This time, he was real and what he was saying electrified me.
“I'm going to fuck you now, Jordy. Is that okay? Do you want me to?”
Fuck me? Oh, yes. Anything he wanted to do, I was so on board with it. I told him so. “Mm, yes. That sounds good. Yes, please, please fuck me, Sir.”
A sudden sharp slap came on my ass. It woke me up from my daydream fast.
“Ow!” Another slap and I put my hand back behind me to shield my ass and tried to pull away. I tried to pull away, but Logan grabbed my wrists and twisted me around to fall on the floor. He followed me down and alarm bells began to ring in my head.
“What-what are you doing? I don't like this!”
“Stop!” I cried and he did. Right away. Then he bent low over my ear—I could feel his hard, warm body against my back—and he murmured in my ear, making me shiver.
“Are you sure you really want me to stop? I will, of course. Just say ‘red’ and everything stops, but your ass is so perfect. I want to redden it.” He leaned over and trailed his tongue down my neck. Oh my God, I was getting so excited. It was so wrong, so perfect.
“Spankings can be pleasurable if they’re done right. You can use your safeword if you want to stop.”
“Stop? N-no, no, don't stop. Please don't. I had no idea it could be like this.”
“Tell me you like this.”
“I-I do. I do like it!”
“Do you want to use your safe word?”
“No.”
I was back to drifting, awash in a sea of pure pleasure. “Tell me to spank you.” His voice was like silk, smooth against my ear.
“Yes, please spank me. Please.”
“Tell me to make love to you.”
“Oh yes, please make love to me.”
“And we don't need a condom, do we?”
“No, nothing between us. No condom.”
Then suddenly his weight was gone, and he was off me. He pulled me over into his lap and soothed my cries of surprise. “Shhh. Hush now, it's okay. We needed to stop, but you did nothing wrong.”
He helped me sit up and pulled the comforter down from the bed around me, but I was dazed and confused. What happened? If I'd done nothing wrong, why had he stopped? Why hadn’t he made love to me?
His skin was hot against mine. He made me put my head down and rest against his shoulder and get my breathing under control. He wouldn't let me talk, shushing me when I tried. We sat like that for a long time. It was peaceful until I finally began to realize how very naked I was. And that my ass hurt. I put my hands over my face and groaned.
“Feeling better?”
“I-I don't understand. What just happened? You spanked me!”
“Yes, I did.”
“And I begged you for more.”
“I put you in subspace, and then I manipulated you to get you to let me spank you a few times. Without prior negotiation and without your consent or permission. I'm sorry, but I had to make you understand. You told me I could fuck you without a condom. You were perfectly fine with it. I’m sorry, Jordy, but I don't think you would have believed me if I hadn’t proven it to you. I hope you understand now.”
“Understand? Understand what?”
“How vulnerable you can be to an unscrupulous Dom. And how dangerous that is. I could have raped you very easily just then. Or kept spanking you or had sex without protection. I could have hurt you, and it would have been rape and assault, because you weren't in your right mind. Also, we didn't negotiate any of this, and that’s wrong.”
I shook my head, trying