Chapter 12 Chapter 12
I hesitate, unsure. “I... I’m not sure.”
His hand reaches up gently, tucking a loose strand of hair behind my ear as his eyes stay locked on mine. “It’s a simple question,” he murmurs. “Yes or no?”
I nod slowly, my pulse quickening.
“I want to hear you, Lily. Say it,” he murmurs, his gaze steady and commanding.
“Yes… I want you to show me,” I say softly, my voice laced with hesitation and curiosity.
A faint smirk touches his lips. “Good girl.”
He guides me gently to the couch and motions for me to sit. “Wait here. I won’t be long.”
Sebastian heads upstairs, leaving me with my thoughts and a flutter in my chest. Moments later, he returns carrying a sleek black box. He places it on the table and flips it open, revealing a butt plug, some nipple clips and a vibrator.
My breath catches. My heart is racing now—not just with nerves, but something deeper. Anticipation.
He takes off my panties, lift my coat dress up to my chest. He pinches my boobs with his hands before he takes the clips and put it on both my nipples. I let out a moan.
“mmm…”
“Does it hurt?” he asks me.
I shake my head, “no.”
He then takes out the butt plug, it’s not that big in size but I am sure this will hurt.
“Let me see you from behind,” he says with a slow, wicked grin.
He presses his hands firmly into my back, claiming every inch with confident and spank my ass hard enough to make me scream. He pushes the butt plug forward with control, taking his time.I let out a sudden, breathless scream.
He leans in close, whispering, “Shhh,” calming my racing thoughts.Without hesitation, he pushes it in, asserting control over every moment, sending shiver down my spine.
I can’t help but moan aloud, my voice trembling as I call his name, “Sebastian.”
“Yes, my angel doll.”
I bite my lip, the ache intense and real. “It hurts.”
“I know, babygirl,” he murmurs with a playful chuckle. “I want you to wear this and keep me company while I cook us dinner, angel.”
“Wait, I have to wear this in my butt the entire time?”
“Yes.” He smirks.
“No,” I shake my head.
“Do you really want to test me and see what happens if you refuse?”
“Okay fine. I’ll wear it.”
He smooths down my coat dress and helps me to my feet. Leading me to the kitchen, he settles me onto the tall stool by the island bar. I let out a soft gasp as I sit.
“You okay, angel?” he asks, his voice tinged with concern.
I bite my lip, swallowing hard. “I... I’m fine.”
With this thing inside of me I feel extremely uncomfortable.
I watch as Sebastian moves confidently around the kitchen, a master at work. First, he peels and chops potatoes, then carefully boils them until tender. He mashes them smoothly with butter and cream, seasoning just right, creating a creamy, fluffy bed for the meal.
Next, he turns to the vegetables — vibrant carrots, green beans, and asparagus — steaming them gently until crisp-tender, their fresh colors popping against the plates.
Finally, Sebastian seasons a thick cut of steak, then grills it to perfection. The sizzle fills the air as the rich aroma of seared meat wafts through the kitchen, making my mouth water.
He finishes plating everything beautifully before pouring a deep red wine into a glass and handing it to me. I settle back on the tall stool by the island bar, leaning my elbow casually as I lift the glass. The first sip is smooth and rich, warming me from the inside out, as I watch him with quiet admiration.
“There’s a sharp pain in my nipple. Please remove the nipple clips.” I tell him.
“Beg me, say ‘please, Sebastian can you remove it,”
Oh god. “Please Sebastian, remove it.” My voice is barely loud. He approaches me then lift all dress all the way up.
“Fuck your nipples are red.” He unclipped it.
I sigh in relief but the pain is still there. He can sense my pain and he brings his lips and licks both my breast. I hold his hair while he sucks on my nipples from one to another.
“Ahhh,” I moan softly, fingers tangling in his hair as I respond to the pleasure his tongue brings.
“Will you remove the butt plug too?” I ask quietly, and he looks up at me, his eyes meeting mine before gently adjusting my dress.
“No, you have to keep it on while you eat your dinner,” he says firmly.
He settles down beside me on the tall stools by the island bar, the soft clinking of cutlery filling the cozy kitchen. I lift the glass of deep red wine to my lips, savoring the rich, velvety taste as he takes a slow sip from his glass of amber-colored scotch. Between bites of the perfectly grilled steak, tender mashed potatoes, and fresh sautéed vegetables, he speaks softly, breaking the comfortable silence with quiet conversation. The warmth of the room and the delicious aroma of the food make the moment feel almost normal.
“This food is incredible,” I say, looking at him with a small smile. He nods, pleased, and replies, “Only the best for us.”
We finish our meal, and he tells me to stay seated while he clears the plates. “Ready for dessert?” he asks with a sly smile, and I nod in response. Gently, he leads me to the living room and guides me to kneel on the plush couch, anticipation fluttering in my chest.
He takes out the butt plug, I gasp in the pain, I feel my butt hole is numb and sore. He reaches in the black box and removes the vibrator. He makes me suck it first the he spreads my legs wide. He places me near my clit and switch it on.
The waves of pleasure make me squirm involuntarily, my body responding before I can control it. I close my eyes, my legs trembling uncontrollably beneath me. Instinctively, I cover my mouth with my palm, trying to steady myself. Sebastian doesn’t move the vibrator he continues pressing it on my clit.
“Sebastian, please—stop, I can’t handle this anymore,” I cry out, my voice trembling with overwhelming emotion.He turns it off abruptly, tossing it aside onto the couch. Then, without hesitation, he lowers his face between my thighs, his mouth moving hungrily against my pussy as he devours me with fierce intensity.
I moan desperately, my body trembling under his touch.
“Fuck, Lily, you taste so delicious, angel doll,” he murmurs low and rough, his voice sending shivers through me.
He pulls back slightly, sits beside me, and gently soothes my trembling form, his presence calming yet electrifying all at once.