Page 39 of His Obsession
I sink down to my knees and bow my head to present myself to him. My hands are resting on my thighs. They’re spread apart to expose myself to him. My back is straight, pushing my breasts out. Kneeling for him like this feels like freedom. It feels like everything I’ve been longing for with the comfort of knowing this is where I belong.
Lucian pulls off his mask before tilting my chin up so that I look at him. “Are you prepared to fully submit to me? No hesitation. No argument?”
“Yes,” I whisper.
“Understand that I will always care about your thoughts, feelings, and opinions. You are not my slave, Elise, but I do expect obedience. Within this community, you will hold power, but I will always be your leader.”
“I understand,” I say.
“Go to my bedroom, undress, and present yourself. I will be up shortly,” he says. “And Elise?”
“Yes?”
“You are to respond with 'yes, sir' or 'no, sir' at all times. The only exception is in casual conversation,” he says.
“So, in public, a direct command, and with anything sexual?” I ask.
“Yes ma’am,” he says with a smile. “I will always offer you the same level of respect when the situation calls for it.”
“I appreciate that,” I say sincerely.
“Go on upstairs. I’m going to lock up and check in with Carol,” he says.
“Yes sir,” I say sweetly. He smiles and I take his hand as he offers it so I can stand.
I make my way upstairs and undress. I take a moment to go to his bathroom so I can get a wet washcloth to clean the dirt off my body. When I return to the bedroom, I resume kneeling to wait for him to join me. I am beyond excited to see what he has planned.
Several minutes pass before the door opens. Lucian takes his time undressing before coming to me. “Stand, please,” he says, offering me his hand. When I do, he gently kisses me. “Who all touched you tonight?”
“Eight people,” I say. “Bradley, Derrick, Josh, Kurt, Tyler, Isiah, Sebastian, and Jake. The six in the middle were at once with Laura involved as well. Jake was right before I came here.”
“Everyone wore a condom?” he asks.
“Yes,” I confirm. “I only heard Bradley, but the rest I saw them put it on.”
“I saw Bradley,” he says. “Did anyone hurt you?”
“Jake was a bit aggressive, but nothing I couldn’t handle,” I say.
“Explain.”
“He scared me at first because he pinned me and had his hand over my mouth. When he pulled back to put on the condom, I asked him, and he told me it was him. He told me to fight him, so I did. He was aggressive in the way he fucked me. The more I fought, the harder he went. After, he did ask if I was okay before I came here,” I explain. “Oh, and he told me to come find you before he was tempted to prevent you from capturing me.”
“Jake likes you a lot, it seems. I’m glad he checked in with you, though,” he says. “I would like for you to limit your interactions with him to strictly work unless I am around. This isn’t because of lack of trust in either party, it will just be far easier on him if he’s not constantly reminded of his feelings for you.”
“Yes sir,” I agree. “I do believe he has feelings for me, and it would be unfair to give him any sort of hope, even unknowingly.”
“Good girl,” he says. “Anything else about the evening you want to discuss?”
“I… was particularly fond of how aggressive he was,” I say.
“In what way?”
“Well, just the feigned lack of consent but still with the trust and understanding that he wouldn’t hurt me,” I explain.
“Ah. Consensual non-consent. That’s essentially what this entire dynamic tonight is with a heavy primal aspect,” he says. “So, you are saying you fighting being met with aggression is a turn on?”
“Yes sir,” I nod.