A lesson

Mia's POV 

The moment those words left Jasper's mouth, my breath seized. The underground room. A cold shiver ran down my spine as different possibilities raced through my mind. What did he mean?

I had seen the ruthless side of Jasper. The man who ruled his world with iron fist, he never hesistated in doing what needs to be done. But this? This felt personal. This felt different.

"Why?" I whispered.

His sharp eyes bore into mine, unyielding, unreadable. "Come with me," he said, his voice sharper, leaving no room for argument.

My fists clenched at my side. The urge to refuse press down on me, but I wasn't in control here, no matter how much I wanted to be.

Jasper turned on his heels, walking away as if he already knew I had no choice than to follow. And he was right. With hesitant steps, I trailed behind him. My heart pounded with every step as I imagined what awaited me in that hideous room. Was this my punishment for wanting to leave? Had I pushed him too far? The last time I went into the room, I had barely escaped his punishment, but now, it seemed inevitable.

The door to the underground room loomed ahead, solid and foreboding. Jasper opened it and stepped inside. I swallowed my fear and followed suit.

The air was cold. The dim lighting cast eerie shadows on the walls, and every fiber of my being screamed at me to turn and run. But I forced myself to stand tall, to meet whatever he had planned with dignity.

I expected pain. Torture. Anything that would serve as a lesson for daring to challenge him. What I didn't expect was the sudden crash of his lips against mine.

A gasp left my lips, but he didn't pull away. His hands gripped my waist with possessive desperation as if he was trying to prove something to himself, to me, to the world. My body reacted before my mind could catch up. My hands tangled in his hair, pulling him closer, melting into the heat of his touch.

There was something different in the way he kissed me. It was way different from every other kiss we've had.

Jasper lifted me with ease and carried me deeper into the room. My thoughts were a whirlwind of confusion and longing as he pushed another door open. I never knew there was another room here.

Inside, a large bed dominated the space, its dark sheets stark against the dark cold concrete walls. But it was the chain hanging from the ceiling down to the bed that made my breath seize.

Fear gripped me as reality slammed into me.

I turned to Jasper, my heart pounding. "What is this?" I whispered.

He didn't answer. Instead, he placed me on the bed, his gaze dark and unwavering. I should have been afraid. And maybe I was. But a part of me, the part that has always been drawn to Jasper's darkness embodied me. I wanted to find out what would happen next. Would he chain me to the bed and torture me?

Then the unexpected happened again, he slammed his lips back onto mine, his tongue exploring my mouth, causing heat to pool in between my thighs. For a moment I allowed myself to relax and enjoy this.

He broke the kiss, and took off his shirt hastily. My eyes were fixed on him as I awaited the pleasure that is to come. I had forgotten about leaving. I would still leave though, but before then I should have him one last time. He also reached for his trousers and tossed it away, his cock was already hard, and standing upright in his pants.

Sabina growled with excitement inside me.

Jasper moved closer, his gaze soft. He reached for the zipper of my dress and undid it. Slowly, he tugged my dress over my head  and threw it away. I remained only in panties, and bra. He reached behind me to unfasten the hook of my bra and allowed the straps to slide down my arms. He took the cups away from my full tits.

He also reached for the sides of my pants and slid it down my thighs. 

Now we were both naked. Gently he laid me back on the bed, his lips on mine, one of his hands on my breasts, fondling it and the other one circling my clit.

"Hmmmm," I moaned against his lips. Jasper increased the pace. He kissed me harder, grabbing my breasts firmly and then slid his fingers into my wet, tight cunt. He thrust his fingers in, and then out.

"Ouch," I moan with my eyes closed. The thrill was building up inside me. He broke the kiss and looked me straight into my eyes.

"Do you remember my wish?" He asked his voice hoarse, his hand still on my breasts and in my cunt.

I couldn't answer due to the pleasure, so I nodded frantically.

He continued. "I'm your dominant, Mia. I'm your master. And you want to break the contract? he said, his voice was cold. There was doubt about it, he was furious.

I didn't respond. All I did was look into his eyes. They were cold—colder than I'd ever seen. What now? What is he up to?

"And now I will teach you not to go against me ever again," he added, his voice carrying a hint of warning.

Before I could respond, and asked him what type of lesson, I felt him beneath me. I gasped as I felt his tongue on my clit, licking, teasing and sucking my pussy. If he meant this lesson, then he should teach me. I love this lesson ......so much.

"Umm....mmmm," I moaned as I tried to close my thighs but his head wouldn't allow me.  After sucking me for a while, he took off his head and replaced it with his three fingers, and then his lips closed around my nipples, sucking it vigorously.

My hand found my other nipples and I began teasing myself. 

"Mia," he groaned against my nipple in his mouth, biting it slightly in the process. "Beg me to fuck you."

Without thinking twice, the words spilled from my mouth. "Please.....fuck me, Jasper," I drawled.

But then, he stopped his assault on me. I was still whimpering from the sensation, and bracing myself for him to thrust his hard, long cock inside me but it never came. 

When I opened my eyes, I was met with an unexpected sight. Jasper was wearing his trousers.

My eyes widened in shock. I quickly sat up, my breasts juggling in the process. "What are you doing?"

Jasper looked at me for a moment, then his lips curled into a satisfied smirk. "I told you I was going to teach you a lesson."