Chapter 26:

**Amanda Hank:**

Where will the normal part of John be when he goes into sex mode? I really want to know that, otherwise I won't be able to sleep peacefully.

We had a very quiet breakfast and had a pleasant time while we talked about tribal issues.

He tells me some personal things, now I can feel a little better knowing that he has two brothers, that he likes vanilla ice cream and that if he could get into a movie that would surely be an impossible mission.

He tells me about what his adolescence was like and how he was a nerd who loved science and reading a lot. That he didn't have many friends and that every woman who approached him ran away from him whenever he commented on his opinion about Superman beating Batman.

*Wow, Emily was right after all. Nerds fuck like sexual studs, sons of Asmodeus himself.*

I opened up a little more and felt more confident talking to him about myself. I tell him more about my time as a teenager, how at some point I wanted to be a model and get a lot of tattoos to be popular.

How sometimes I wanted to be an astronaut or a doctor, since my dream was always to be like Barbie. You know, be everything you want to be, no matter what other people say.

We had a good time some more and I can assure you that John is an ideal match for any woman.

Attentive, honest, great chef, rich, handsome, intelligent, elegant; basically, a Greek god.

Which makes me think, how has a man like him not had a woman to formalize a relationship and create a family? I guess it's a question that will never be answered.

“Well, Amanda, there is a reason why I brought you here,” he says. “I want to fulfill an idea I have in mind.”

“And, let me guess, you brought me to the outskirts of the city so my screams wouldn't be heard in case it goes wrong?” I joke.

He shakes his head slowly and smiles.

“Pretty much, baby,” he admits, humoring me.

A few seconds pass and he gets up from the table. He approaches me, and without warning he carries me like a sack of potatoes on his shoulder.

“Hey, do you know I can walk?” I asked him amused.

“Yes, but I like to have my toys under my power,” he admits before spanking me on the buttock.

We walk into the room and he sets me down on my feet, inches from the bed.

Having him in front of me, I can obviously notice how small I look next to him.

His hand grabbed my chin and made me look into his eyes.

“You're so beautiful,” he murmurs and my whole body shakes. “Do you remember your safe word?” He asks me and I nod, “Say it.”

“Forbidden, sir.” I answer him and he smiles.

“Remember it well, precious, because maybe you need it.”

My eyebrows twitch in curiosity.

“Will you hurt me?” asked.

I don't distrust him, but it's never too bad to be safe.

He shakes his head in denial.

“No, it needs. But I will do what you finish very, very tired and you will ask piety. And I only I will stop if I listen to your word security, can you understand?”

I affirm, shaking my head. But something in me decides to speak.

“What will you do, sir? I want to know if only to give me an idea of ​​what I will have to face.” My voice wavers but I focus on being calm.

I know this will be something agreed upon by both of us. That I am here because I want to be with him and experience and feel everything he can offer me.

Although for the most part I keep in mind that this is still new to me.

Until a few months ago I was nothing more than a virgin who seriously hated idiotic men and my priorities were far from having an emotional bond with a man; much less with my boss and my father's friend.

But there is something in me that compels me to stay and feel safe with Mr. Smith.

John won't hurt me.

He is my master...

It has taken me a while to understand that, but I can say that I am learning that he guides me through this and teaches me what he thinks I need.

I must trust him.

He shakes his head and sighs before lovingly caressing my cheek.

“You must keep in mind that no one forbids you to say your word and stop this. Your word is something that you should take into account in meetings like today,You understand?” he says, explaining something I know backwards and forwards. However, I love that he takes it upon himself to remind me. It makes me feel very safe. “Today I want to experiment with you.”

To experience? Did I go from being his submissive to being a guinea pig?

But more importantly, what are you going to experience with me? Will it be very different from what we do? Will it hurt? Will it be pleasurable? Will I have a good time?

For a few seconds, my mind quickly sinks into doubts and questions that will only be answered if my master is responsible for providing them.

Good god, how is this possible?

My breathing stops when his fingers caress my lips. It's a move that made my hair stand on end.

“Well, beautiful… Today I will take care of turning off your mind and enjoying your body, do you understand?” His voice makes my legs tremble. “Are you okay with that, Amanda? Do you want to turn off your mind with me and let me enjoy your body without shame?

I don't know how he is able to ask me something like that in such a natural way and be so exciting and sensual at the same time.

His hand grips my neck before I respond and his face moves closer to mine.

I feel how our breaths intersperse and my legs begin to tremble in a supernatural way.

“Hey, Amanda, do you want it? Do you want me to mark you as mine and play with your body like you're my fucking sex doll? You want that, don’t you?” His voice becomes dominant and I can swear I start to get excited like I'm a needy whore.

How is it possible that John can surprise and excite me at the same time? This is definitely something I want…

“Yes, sir, yes I want… I want it…”I say, feeling my voice become weak with excitement.

“Then ask for it… Beg me for it, Amanda. And only then will I give it to you.” he says.

I have no idea what shame is and I answer without hesitation.

“Turn off my mind and play with my body, sir. That's what I want. Could you be kind to me, sir? Please, sir, please. Give me that pleasure, sir, please…” I begin to beg him.

When he feels satisfied with my requests, he decides to kiss me wildly for a few seconds and then smile at me as if he had found gold.

“It will be my pleasure, Amanda. We will both enjoy this like you have no idea… I promise you, baby” he murmurs before beginning my downfall due to his power over everything that I once believed to be my body.

His hands took over my body completely surrendered to him.

And this feels like a hint of something new, a new level in the bond that John and I possess.

Will that be good? I have no idea, but I plan to enjoy it while it lasts…