[Paris POV]

I had been surprised to realize exactly how handsome and sexy the guy named Azim really was. It was ridiculous really. He looked like sex on legs and I just knew I had to test him.

When I had bid goodbye to Kian over at the bar and made my way towards the more serious Doms' table I had been wondering how to best get his attention. I had wanted him angry enough to punish me but not angry enough to discard me. There was a thin line separating them and when I had decided to spill my drink over him it had been a slight risk taking.

Let's say his actions had not disappointed me in the least. Having him hover above me, growling about punishment even though many eyes were on us had me almost purring in satisfaction. I had tried to control myself but some of my desire had poured out and I had licked his wrist without really thinking much of it. The slightly salty taste of his skin mixed with the fragrance of some sort of cologne against my tongue had nearly made me jump him on the spot but I had managed to suppress the desire before it became too overwhelming.

I usually didn't like to be the center of attention but if it was because of him I didn't mind. He was hot as hell so I'm pretty sure I'd let him do anything he wanted. If he had decided to make my punishment public it would have been difficult since I didn't really feel like I could give in and submit tonight. Then again, with this man I may not be given a chance to do anything except submit.

Needless to say I had been a bit relieved when he pulled me up from the table and started walking towards the stairs leading to either the more secluded parts of the club with the playrooms or down to the dungeon. I didn't really mind it if he wanted to play down there since I knew it was his territory as the one in charge but I was a bit relived to notice that he was leading me up the stairs towards the playrooms instead.

Even though he felt safe enough, playing in the dungeon was always bound to be safer when you knew your partner's preferences. Now when he was riled up I didn't want to take any unnecessary chances. After all I wanted to be punished, not killed...

I followed one step behind him as he made his way up the stairs to the second floor and then proceeded to stalk down the corridor. We walked through a pair of big black doors and passed through a big room with a stage along one of the walls.

The atmosphere was more soothing up here and I could feel my eyes take in all the people sitting on couches and chairs, talking and laughing. There were some who were a bit more intimate but not as many as I had expected. I guess that some had withdrawn to the playrooms to start the evenings activities already.

When I noticed that I had dropped further behind Azim I quickened my pace and made sure to close the gap, once again making sure there was only one step between us. If he thought I was hesitating he may think of letting me go and I didn't want that. Not at all.

After exiting the big room and walking down another corridor we reached a set of different doors and Azim didn't hesitate as he walked up to one of them and ripped the door wide open. He went inside, leaving the door open and I wondered if he was testing to see if I would change my mind and back out of this. Hah, who did he take me for?

I couldn't help but smirk as I walked up to the door and slipped inside, letting it fall shut behind me. I blinked a few times, making sure my eyes got used to the dark room and then I curiously let my gaze wander around the whole of it.

A big bed was placed with its head against the wall opposite of the door and I could see suspension-equipment hanging from the ceiling above it. Against another wall a big St Andrews-cross was situated and on the wall beside it hung whips and floggers in different sizes and shapes. On the other end of the room a strapping- table could be seen and beside it were a door that probably lead to a bathroom. All in all the room seemed like a typical playroom and I found it satisfying enough.

"I want you to state your limits and your safe-word." Azim's dark voice said, the sound bouncing against the walls and making me shiver in delight. Gosh that voice could probably make me come right here and now...

In the short amount of time I had spent with him I had decided that he was seriously worth a shot. He seemed promising enough already.

I was so lost in my own thoughts and excitement that I didn't realized it when Azim stepped up behind me until a sharp slap landed on my ass. I almost stumbled forward by the force of his blow and I could feel my eyes go wide as I whipped my head around towards him.

"What the hell?" I heard myself say and then I realized my mistake. Uups...

"I am speaking to you and you will listen and answer my questions properly. Is that clear?!" Azim said, his growl making my knees weak as I stared at his serious face. God why was he sooo sexy when he was angry?

"Mhm... I don't really like fire, Sir?" I slowly said, contemplating whether or not that actually meant I wouldn't do it if he asked me to. I'm pretty sure I'd let him use fire if he wanted it.

The dangerous look on Azim's face didn't disappear but his eyes weren't as narrowed as they had been before. He nodded at me and then raised an eyebrow in question. I looked at him in confusion for a second and then I remembered that he had asked me about my safe-word too.

"Hm... I... seem to have forgotten my safe-word... Sir" I said sheepishly after having thought it over for a second. Azim stared at me for a split second and then he tilted his head a bit to the side.

"Was it that long since you last played?" He asked and I stared at him for a while before I suddenly let a small laugh escape my lips. Oh he had completely misunderstood...

"No the reason I've forgotten my safe-word is cause I've never used it before." I answered and I didn't miss the slight surprise his eyes expressed.

"It's strange for people that are into sadistic play to not use their safe-word. It's pretty common that the Dominants get a bit too overexcited and happen to go a bit too far with their inflict of pain. I haven't really asked you yet but you are into play that involves pain right?" Azim asked, his voice calm as he stared at me.

I couldn't help the smirk on my face as it widened and I found it amusing that he at least had figured that out. Well he was a sadistic Dom after all... he could probably smell my desire for pain from miles away.

"Yes, Sir, I am and I'll let you in on a little secret before we start, I have never met a man who could satisfy my need for pain and suffering. Trust me I've searched for anyone who would make it hurt but I've yet to meet anyone who could seriously make me even consider using my safe-word." I said, my eyes watching him as he in turn studied my solemn face.

I knew he could see the truth behind my words and I wondered what he was thinking right now. That I was strange? Suspicious? Interesting? I could only hope my truthfulness wouldn't make him back down. It had happened before that guys had deemed me 'too much to handle' and decided not to give it a try. I hadn't minded that since I never thought they were good enough if they didn't even trust themselves to be able to handle me. Although this time felt different. I didn't want this man to back out of this, I really did want to play with him tonight.

"Is that supposed to make me back down?" Azim suddenly asked and I could feel a slight smile spread across my face as I watched him. Somehow he had managed to guess my thoughts exactly. Maybe my poker-face wasn't as good as I thought it was?

"No Sir,... just a heads-up that's all..." I mumbled, shaking my head at him as I spoke. By the look on his face he didn't really appreciate my input that much. Either that or I was just pissing him off. I was fine either way as long as he kept being riled up like this.

"Take off your clothes and kneel at the center of the room." Azim suddenly said, his voice having dropped a few notches as the order rolled of his tongue. I couldn't help but shiver at the sound of his dark, deep voice and I knew I was getting riled up too. It had been too long since I got any sort of release and I needed it. My body craved it.

I didn't waste any more time contemplating my overflow of energy, I just slid my shirt over my head and then dropped my pants down to my ankles, stepping out of them and pulling of my socks at the same time. I folded all of the clothes and put them in a pile over by one of the walls and then I hooked my thumbs in the hem of my boxers and pushed them down, making sure to wiggle my ass a bit as I disposed of the last bit of clothing covering my body. I could feel eyes on me as I slowly folded the underwear and then put it alongside the other clothes on the floor.

When I turned around I slowly sauntered up to the center of the room and eased down on my knees on the floor. I got into position and I was actually a bit surprised to realize that my body remembered the action quite well. I didn't think my posture was that bad until Azim decided to speak.

"I want your knees further apart, pet." His deep voice said and I couldn't help but roll my eyes as I complied with his wishes. I had my face turned towards the floor but I guess Azim had caught my expression because a second later a pair of boots stepped into my line of vision and I could feel a hand land on top of my head. With a tug at my hair he forced my head back until my eyes met with his.

"Do you think it's wise of you to roll your eyes at me boy?" He growled and I had to scold my features so I wouldn't accidentally grin at his obvious anger.

"Truth be told, yes. I want you angry enough to not hold back when you punish me... Sir." I breathed and I could feel his grip on my hair tighten painfully. I couldn't help the smile from showing on my face any longer and I didn't miss the growl that escaped the Doms lips.

When he crouched down in front of me, his gaze firm as he looked at me, I was a bit confused though and I knew it was showing on my face because Azim suddenly let a small smirk grace his features.

"You know what? I've changed my mind. Tonight I will make love to you, little one." He said, his voice serious as he looked at me smugly.

I blinked at him for several seconds, unable and unwilling to take in what he had just said. After a while I realized that he hadn't been joking and I didn't even think as I gave him a glare and growled:

"In your dreams."

The God of a man let go of my hair and stood, letting out a deep laugh as he did. When he had straightened into his full height he looked down at me and held his hand out towards me.

"Come, I'll treat you very gently sweetie." He said in a teasing voice and I could feel my anger rise to a dangerous level. I let out a fierce growl and then with a quick motion of my hand I slapped his hand away and rose from the floor. I glared at him and then said through clenched teeth:

"Like hell you will! I'm out of here!"

I had just turned around when a strong hand grabbed my upper arm, spinning me around to face him again. When I did I was met with a seriously pissed off Dominant and if it wasn't for the fact that he had just said he would be 'making love' to me tonight I would've been turned on by that face.

Now I only threw him a deadly look and I was rewarded with a quite fierce slap across my face.

My head whipped to the side by the force of his blow and I could feel a small gasp leave my lips as my chin started to sting from his hit. That would surely give me a nice bruise tomorrow. I almost sighed in bliss but that quickly changed when Azim leaned down and wrapped his arm around my waist. Before I had time to move he lifted me up and threw me over his shoulder.

"Hey! What the fuck?! You fucking jerk I'll kick your stupid ass if you don't put me down right now!" I yelled, kicking my legs to get him to release his grip on me. Needless to say it didn't work and Azim just gave my ass a hard spank as he made his way further into the room. A growl escaped my lips as he pulled me down from his shoulder and slammed me down on something cold and hard. I soon realized that it was the metal table with suspension attire.

I glared up at Azim, throwing my hand out in attempt to hit him. He easily managed to catch my hand before I could make contact with his face and I cursed as he pushed my arm down against the table and skillfully tied my wrist with a leather strap so it was firmly held in place over my head. Even though I resisted he managed to do the same to my other arm and suddenly I found myself tied up quite nicely on a metal table under a Dom who wasn't going to care about anything I might say to get him to release me. I almost moaned despite my anger.

"Now I want you to decide on a safe-word pet." He said, an arrogant smile playing on his lips as he stared down at me lying on full display on the table beneath him. As he proceeded to take of his shirt all I could do was stare at his chiseled chest and I soo wanted to kill him for having such a tempting body.

"Why would I do anything you say?!" I growled and I could see his eyes narrow dangerously. Way to go Paris, making the sadistic Dom even more pissed...

"Then I'll decide for you this one time. I'll make it easy for you and chose 'yellow' for slow down and 'red' for stop." He said in a firm voice watching me grimace at him. I wouldn't even be using them so why bother.

"Then I guess we can start. Oh wait, I almost forgot." Azim said as he walked away from the table and into the bathroom. When he returned my eyes settled on the tube of lube in his hand and I seriously wanted to strangle him.

"Don't you dare use that! I want pain not some stupid love-making you asshole! If I would have wanted that I could have gone for Kian!" I yelled at him, not even caring if I was breaking all the rules of the lifestyle by doing so. He was a fucking liar and I hated him for it!

"Now, now settle down. I believe I told you from the start that this would be a punishment." Azim said in a calm voice, popping the cap of the tube and pouring some of the lube onto his fingers.

"You did and that's the problem! This isn't a punishment!" I growled at him, following his movements with my gaze as I tried to get out of the restraints that held me in place. The man in front of me turned his eyes on me and slowly let a smirk take over his expression.

"Oh but it is. Masochists, such as yourself, loves pain so a punishment involving pain wouldn't be a punishment at all. That would be a reward and because of that I'm going to make love to you instead. I'm going to make sure to use plenty of lube so you won't feel uncomfortable in the least." Azim said, his voice teasing and his eyes glimmering in satisfaction as he took in my frustrated expression. I couldn't believe the words I was hearing! What kind of thinking was that?!

"You're fucking kidding me..." I whispered and then I could suddenly feel Azim's hands take a hold of my legs. In a swift movement he pulled me down until my ass was slightly hanging off the table and my arms were stretched above my head. I couldn't fight him as he stepped up to stand between my legs and then let his hand caress the shape of my butt.

By now my eyes were shooting daggers but Azim didn't seem to mind as he moved his lubed up fingers to my entrance. With a slight smirk he shifted his eyes to meet with mine and then he was slowly pushing one finger inside, just barely getting it in before he eased out again and repeated the process again. I bit my lip as he carefully added a second finger and the fact that it didn't hurt in the least made my anger grow by the second.

"I can't believe I thought you would be fun to play with!" I groaned as I tried to at least make his fingers slide in further by moving my ass a bit against him. I hated how careful he was.

"Oh believe me sweetheart I'm excellent to play with. Then again you won't be experiencing that tonight since you've been a very bad boy who needs some proper discipline." Azim answered, his free hand pressing down against my waist to make sure I stayed still. I let out a slight growl and banged my head against the table as he began to scissor his fingers and stretch me even more.

"You're impossible and a real asshole you know that?" I whined as I looked up at him and pouted. Suddenly a third finger was added and a pleasure-filled groan escaped my lips as he pushed them all in quite roughly. I guess he liked my pouting face at least...

"I know." He answered smugly and then he leaned down and let his tongue lick a trail up from my belly button to my right nipple. He circled the bead and even though I didn't think I would react I was surprised to feel my dick fill out and get harder. I guess it really was a long time since I last got any sort of release. If it hadn't I wouldn't have been responding to this soft tenderness he was showing. I didn't normally get aroused by anything other than pain. Great, now I wouldn't even feel pain from getting fucked when I wasn't aroused...

When Azim finally decided that enough was enough he pulled his fingers back and moved his hand to the leather belt around his waist instead. I watched in silence now, not really feeling that yelling at him would help my situation. Azim let his pants and underwear drop and then fluently stepped out of them and kicked them to the side. When his eyes turned back on me I could see the satisfaction in his gaze and I gritted my teeth at him.

"Don't smile at me like that you big liar!" I growled and I could see Azim's smile widen even further. I couldn't believe I fell for his stupid acting! He wasn't enough of a sadist if he could do this to me was he? I mean he shouldn't even be able to get hard. Usually sadists got aroused by inflicting pain or humiliation on their partner, not by 'making love' to them. Then of course... some of the Doms I've met liked it when their partners put up a bit of a struggle. Maybe he was getting aroused by my obvious discomfort and anger? I wouldn't put it past him that's for sure...

"A penny for your thoughts." Azim said, startling me out of my own brooding. I shot him a slight glare as he threaded a condom over his impressive length and I found myself surprised by the size of him. Maybe getting a bit stretched had been a good idea...

"I'm thinking I shouldn't have stepped out of my bed this morning..." I answered, my eyes still focused on the thing that was supposed to go inside me in just a few seconds. Azim seemed to realize what I was looking at because an amused smirk appeared on his face as he looked down at me.

"Scared?" He teased as he moved closer to me and gently caressed the inside of my thigh. I moved my eyes to his and huffed at him.

"Nah just mildly curious about how painful it would have been if you hadn't stretched me before." I answered, a brief smile flashing across my face.

Azim chuckled at my answer while finishing treading the condom over his member and then positioning himself at my entrance. I could already imagine it as he pressed that huge thing inside me. It would surely hurt even though he had prepared me and the thought made me at least a bit excited. Although not as much as I would have been if he had just punished me normally...

"If you apologize for your behavior earlier this evening and then be a good boy for me maybe I'll consider playing with you another time. Then I'll maybe even give you some of that pain you want so badly." Azim said, his deep voice making me forget about my anger for a moment. Did he imply that if I behaved I would get what I wanted?

"So you mean that if I'm a good boy next time we run into each other you'll play with me properly? Hah and I'm supposed to believe that?" I said, huffing at the man before me. I had a hard time believing he would now when he had pulled this on me. Second chances weren't something I usually gave.

"I don't really care what you believe pet, it won't matter because if I want to play with you I will. Just as I will make love to you now because I deem that a suitable punishment for your actions." Azim said, his dominant side getting more and more obvious as he spoke. I didn't answer him because I could feel him alining himself with my hole and before I could get a word out he was slowly easing himself inside me inch by inch.

I tugged at the bindings that held me in place when the feeling of getting stretched got too much to bear. I was right about the fact that it still hurt and I couldn't suppress the small sigh of satisfaction that escaped my lips as he pressed his cock past the tight ring of muscles and buried his whole length inside me. Mmh... so full...

"God, you're incredibly tight..." The man above me groaned as he stilled, letting me adjust to the feeling of having his cock so deep inside me. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the pleasurable hint of pain before it would disappear.

"Haah and you're... surprisingly well... bestowed. You know... you know I hate you right?" I forced out, my voice coming out in short breaths as Azim began to move against me. I could hear the Dom laugh above me and my eyes flew open and my back arched of the table as he hit my prostate head on.

"Ahhhaa there... right t-there mhm... God I hate you so much..." I whined under my breath, my hands fighting the straps until the leather started to dig into my wrists. I needed pain, any sort of it, I just needed to feel pain. God it felt strange to have normal sex. I hadn't had that for years since I didn't prefer it soft. I needed pain. Oh God I needed something...

"I... need pain..." I suddenly heard myself breathe and I could feel Azim pause slightly above me. When I forced my eyes open I realized that he was studying my face intensely, almost as if he was trying to read my every expression. I guess he could see something in my eyes because I could see his lips pull into a slow smirk.

"You need it or you want it? Which is it sweetheart?" He said and a small whine escaped my lips as he angled his next thrust to nudge my prostate. The pleasure was there of course but I needed pain. That was my pleasure and I wanted it. Badly. A fact that the Dominant above me seemed to know already.

" N-need it, I need it." I mumbled, my eyes avoiding his as I admitted what he already knew. Azim seemed to be pleased with my answer and when he leaned down closer to me I though he was going to kiss me. Luckily he didn't, he just hovered a few inches above my face as he firmly said:

"Beg for it."

The three words left no room for argument and I knew it wasn't a request, it was an order. I was expected to obey and that wouldn't happen. I wasn't that desperate.

"I've only pleaded... once... before. I won't make t-this the... second time... I don't intend on pleading to an asshole like you." I managed to spit out and I could feel the change in the man before me. My stubbornness seemed to spark something inside him because his eyes seemed to almost glow for a second. I could feel my breath hitch and I almost, almost, regretted disobeying him.

With my hands confined I didn't have a chance to prevent his hand from moving over to grab a hold of my straining erection and when he tightened his grip around me and slightly dug his nails into the sensitive skin the only thing I could do was gasp and pray that he would let go quickly. It was only a brief, intense moment of pain but it felt amazing and when Azim pulled out and then pushed back inside me I could feel my body clench down around him.

"Oh you liked that huh? You little masochist..." I could hear Azim chuckle in amusement from above me as he eased his grip around my cock and then he was suddenly licking and nibbling at the sensitive skin on the side of my neck. I groaned when he bit down hard enough to probably leave a mark and while I enjoyed the pain I was mad at his nerve to mark me.

"Damn you..." I growled but I was immediately silenced by the fact that Azim grabbed strands of my hair and forced me to face him. He grinned down at me as I shot him a burning glare and then he pressed his lips against mine.

The taste of him inside my mouth as he forced his tongue past my lips was overwhelming. He tasted wonderful and without thinking I could feel my own body shift slightly against the bigger man. His member once again made contact with my prostate and I let out a muffled groan against his dominating lips. I could feel his tongue play a bit with my tongue-piercing and I could feel my arousal spike.

When I realized what I was doing I tried to bite down on his tongue but he immediately caught on to what I was trying to do and wrapped one hand around my throat. I refrained from biting him when he put just enough force around my throat to remind me that he was the one in charge. He could do whatever he wanted to do and he wanted me to know it.

When he finally pulled back I could still feel the taste of him lingering on my lips and I knew I would have to seriously wash my mouth with soap to be able to discard the addicting taste. Gaah, I didn't need anything more to remind me of this man and his lying ass!

"Beg for it and I'll allow you pain." Azim said, his words making my anger stir. I wanted to hit him and I would have done it if my hands hadn't been restrained. Now I had to settle with turning my angry gaze at him and answer with a single word:

"No."