William held me passionately than I thought he would. Usually, he would grab me from my arm and tug me, almost child like. But this time, after our wild evening, he held me softly as if I was a doll for him. His arms lifted me up, holding my back and with other arm around my waist he trusted me to hold onto his neck to prevent myself from flying back.

Under my skirt his hand cupped my back still warm from the spanking, he squeezed the skin and it made my eyes almost roll back into their socket.

Why does this feel so good?

"Perhaps you should walk Annabeth"
He said in a mused voice. "I'd hate to add to your discomfort "

My body hummed to his mocking voice and I nuzzled my head into his nape, entwining my arms around his neck. My mind was focused on the warmth of his body, the uneven breathe on the neck. My thoughts were all dazed around the fantasies I could dream of and by the wicked ways I would want them to come true.
His ridicule just flamed my arousal and I was working hard on controlling my fluttering heart.

I brushed my lips to and forth his neck parting my lips on the soft skin and...

"Annabeth..." William growled "Did you just bite me?"

My eyes shot open and I released the soft skin of his neck that I was holding between my teeth not so gently. My eyes lingered on the angry red spot that was the work of my teeth. A thrill rushed through my body at the thought of leaving a mark on my Master.

With a little less thinking, I leaned again nipping on the soft flesh just beneath his ears. I heard him hiss through his clenched teeth but I was too drowned in the greedy to taste his skin in my mouth. Taking his silence as a permission I continued nipping across his unblemished smooth skin until I reached his collar. I tugged open few buttons of his shirt and pressed my lips on his collar bone, softly digging my teeth in the flesh. His hand gripped my back rather painfully as his lips groaned but that just forced a moan out of my lips. His hands did nothing but magic with every touch.

When I could go no further I pulled my lips back, admiring the marks that radiated like cherries on my Master's neck. My eyes fluttered up to meet William's. He was looking at me with an unreadable expression. His eyes were dark. I supposed I had gone too far.
Was he mad?

"I am sorry Master.." I apologised softly failing to meet his eyes.

"Don't apologise " he said in a calm voice. "I certainly won't "

"Oh" a small gasp left my lips as he moved his hands from my back to my waist and held me till I was back on my feet.
"I counted eight bites. Is that right Annabeth?"

"Yes..Master. I am sor-"
"Don't apologise " he interrupted.
"Put your arms around my neck and don't move"

I quietly obeyed holding on to his neck. His fingers held my jaw and turned it exposing my neck. A shiver ran down my body as he brushed my hair back.
"Hold still and don't move"
His lips maneuvered my jaw,  landing on my neck and he dug his teeth in my skin. A soft cry escaped my lips and my toes lurched up. He was biting harder than I did. He bit and sucked on the spot, his tongue lingering until I could feel the skin swell up to produce a mark. He continued biting his way down to my clavicle. Tears wet my eyes but I didn't dare to move or pull back.

A soft whimpering "please" left my mouth.
"More?" He brushed his nose on my collar choosing a specific hollow spot on my neck and digging his teeth mercilessly on them. His tongue accompanied to add into the stinging sensation.

He pulled back when he couldn't go any further, admiring his work.
"Well" his eyes scanned the bruises he left all over my neck " Don't you look pretty"

A blush crept through my face. I bit my lips thinking how demeaning he can be sometimes and how much I enjoyed it. With him I wanted to test my limits, I wanted to see how much I actually wanted. The leash was tight and his expectations from the submission were high.

But still..

I pulled out one my hand from back of his and touched my neck. Dazed, I just  held the tender skin of my neck. His eyes flashed anger as I he saw my hand move.

"Did I tell you to move your hand Annabeth?"

"No Master"

"Then what the hell do you think you were doing?" He said through his jaws clenched tight and yanked my wrist back to the place it was. I cried as I crashed on his hard chest but he didn't bother to be any soft. My seductive Master was back to his Sadist merciless self.
"I...I slipp-"

"Don't lie Annabeth!" He cut me off in a slow yet lethal voice. "Don't you try. I clearly saw the calculations in your eyes before you deliberately chose to disobey me."

Tears pricked my eyes when his hands dug into my hair pulling them harshly, jerking my head back. "You knew exactly what you were doing. Don't choose to lie"
He mouth directly on my ears made my legs give in. He held me up from my hair just igniting more and more pain.

I knew. I knew exactly what I was doing. But I wanted to see what it would lead onto. I wanted to know what I was getting myself into.

"I will ask again Annabeth, what the hell were you doing?" His fingers tightened in my hair and I groaned in pain. Loving it, hating it. Wanting it more. Wanting him more. More than he and I could ever understand.

"I..I wan..want more" I fumbled my words through my twitching lips.

"What was that?"
A sharp cry left my mouth when he jerked my head further.

"I want more" I spoke more clearly, absolutely ashamed of myself.

"Do you want me to hurt you Annabeth?" His voice softened but his face flashed the sadistic pleasure that idea gave him.

"You won't like it My Annabeth"
Yes I won't. My whole rationale screamed a big no because he was terrifying my right now but I couldn't manage to utter a single word.

"But..I believe you've earned a little..bit more pain"