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Cruel Love Anthology
Disclaimer: I don't own Cruel Intentions. All in fun.
Author's Note: Okay, if the chapter title didn't give it away this one deals with BDSM, D/s, spanking and the like. If that's not you're cup of tea you'll probably want to skip this one.
Chapter 4 Summary: Kathryn is bored with her perfect life. She decides to pay a visit to her stepbrother after hearing an intriguing rumor about some of his new sexual proclivities. A challenge is made and Kathryn finds herself at the mercy of Sebastian…

D is for Dominant
"Ms. Kathryn Merteuil is here to see Mr. Valmont"
Leaning back in her leather seat, Kathryn shifted her sunglasses as the driver announced her arrival into the intercom. A moment later the heavy iron gates before them slowly opened and the car pulled forward.
As the town car made its way down the long road that led to the massive home, Kathryn looked out the window at the falling snow that was blanketing everything it touched. It occurred to her that this was the first time she had been to the Rosemond estate during winter. Well, she supposed she couldn't call it that anymore. Helen Rosemond had passed away almost a year ago and surprised everyone when she left her beloved home to her favorite nephew and Kathryn's stepbrother, Sebastian Valmont.
Most everyone, including herself, assumed he would just use it during the summer or turn it into some sort of party house. But Valmont thrived on doing the unexpected. At summer's end, rather than move back to the city, he instead moved all his belongings to the mansion and made it known he planned to make it his permanent home.
Why he was planning on staying outside of the city, was just one of the mysteries Kathryn hoped to uncover during this visit. Truth be told, she hadn't seen a lot of her brother lately. Once upon a time, they had been very close, but after she went away to college and they grew up, they seemed to see each other less and less. The only time she saw him lately was the occasional social function or at one their families infrequent holiday gatherings. Although she would never admit it to him, Kathryn missed the man she used to consider her closest confidant.
At the age of twenty five, Kathryn's life was perfect. Everything had worked out just as she always planned. She was engaged to a wonderful, handsome, and successful man. She was on the board of every major charity group in Manhattan and she was beloved by all of New York Society. She had everything she could ever want.
She was also mind-numbingly, soul-crushingly bored.
Her fiancé, Philip Van Ryan, was sexy and fun in bed, but Kathryn had been almost pathologically unfaithful to him since their first date (not wanting to seem like a slut she declined to go up to his apartment with him, but had gone home and blew the driver instead) and all throughout their two years together. He was good for her image and would make a good husband, but that was as far as it went.
She had gone from being the perfect debutante to the perfect socialite, just like her mother and she fucking hated it. She had graduated from Yale for Christ sakes! Now she used her education to plan parties and start lame charity groups. Perhaps she should have put her degree to some use and gone into business, but her mother never would have allowed that. She was a Merteuil after all and Merteuil women didn't work.
As the car pulled up the house Kathryn recalled a speech she made to her stepbrother long ago when she was trying to convince him to do something. At the time she had just said it out of a need to manipulate him, but now, years later, she could see the complete and utter truth in her words:
Do you think I relish the fact that I have to act like Mary Sunshine 24/7 so I can be considered a lady? I'm the Marcia fucking Brady of the Upper East Side, and sometimes I want to kill myself.
God, wasn't that the fucking truth.
She imagined her stepbrother would have a good laugh at the fact that she had gotten everything she ever wanted and was now completely miserable. Not that she intended to make that fact known. No, Kathryn still had her pride, especially where Sebastian was concerned.
Besides, this trip out to the country wasn't about her life choices, but rather about his. She had heard the most interesting rumor concerning her brother recently and she was just dying to find out if it was true.
Exiting the car, Kathryn waited as the driver produced the umbrella to shield her from the falling snow, before stepping out. There was already two feet of snow on the ground and at least another three expected. She dimly wondered if she was going to have to spend the night and tried to ignore that slight thrill that prospect brought on.
She was greeted at the door by one of the servants she didn't recognize. She told her Mr. Valmont was busy at the moment, but he would meet her in the study when his business concluded. Looking over her shoulder, Kathryn noticed for the first time that there was a silver Mercedes in the driveway. Who was dear Sebastian entertaining who was more important than her?
Kathryn momentarily considered brushing past the old woman and hunting him down, but decided against it. She could be patient. After handing off her coat she strut down the hallway and headed for Valmont's study. Kathryn was happy to see that much of the house had stayed the same, aside from the old lady nick-knacks that Sebastian had thankfully done away with.
Stepping into the study she noticed he had put some of his own touches around the room. There was a large oak desk on one side of the room, a few leather club chairs, much of his massive collection of books and his own black and white art decorated the walls.
Yes, unlike her, Sebastian had actually gone out and gotten himself a career. He had taken his love of photography (once a hobby he used to joyfully destroy girls with) and was making legitimate money off it. It wasn't fashion photography either. It was real art that sold well. He even had his own coffee table book.
Not surprisingly however, most of the photographs seemed to center around sex. Noticing a particularly striking photo hanging above the desk she studied it with renewed interest. It was of a young woman wearing a slip, her hands handcuffed in front of her and her head bowed. Interesting…
Kathryn was distracted from her thoughts when she heard the sounds of voices coming from the hallway. She peaked through the heavy door, which she had left open a crack and watched as Sebastian and a young blonde she didn't recognize, talked on the staircase. Their voices were so low however she couldn't make out what they were saying.
Taking in the other woman's appearance, Kathryn turned up her nose. She looked to be younger than them, with long blonde hair and ample breasts that were practically pouring out of her tight white bandage style dress. The most disgusting thing however, was the way she was gazing up at her stepbrother as if he was some type of god. It was disgusting.
Sebastian, who had been intently listening as his guest rattled on about something, looked over her shoulder towards the study. His eyes quickly met Kathryn's and a familiar, predatory, smirk soon appeared on his lips. Its appearance caused Kathryn's heart to leap in her chest and her mouth to water. That smile brought back a flood of memories she could never quite let go of. She tossed back her own predatory smile.
However, she wasn't about to give the smug bastard the pleasure of believing she was trying to eavesdrop, so she closed the door and turned back towards the bookshelves. As she studied some of Valmont's first editions, she noticed a familiar picture housed in a silver frame. It was of her and Sebastian, taken when they were teenagers staying at the country house one summer. He had his arm around her and they were both scowling at something off camera. Kathryn smiled at the picture affectionately as she ran a finger across the glass.
"Reliving old memories sis?"
Kathryn nearly jumped as Sebastian's familiar drawl whispered in her ear. She took a calming breath before replying. "Sebastian, hasn't anyone ever told you it's rude to sneak up on your guests?"
He was standing close behind her, nearly uncomfortably close. Bending forward he nuzzled his nose against her neck in a decidedly un-brotherly way. "If we're trading etiquette tips, I suppose I should share with you that it's also rude to eavesdrop on your host."
Kathryn suppressed a shudder as he kissed her neck. She expected him to continue on with his ministrations but as was typical, Sebastian was full of surprises. He stepped away from her completely. Turning to finally face him she explained with a coy smile, "I was getting bored."
In more ways then one
"Ah," Sebastian replied as he leaned against the leather couch, arms folded across his chest, the same aloof stare on his face that had been there when they met, over ten years ago.
"So, who was she?"
"Cassandra Michaels. A work colleague."
Kathryn raised a disbelieving eyebrow. "Work colleague? She barely looked out of high school."
Valmont's lip twitched in amusement as he stepped forward and cupped her face. "Is that jealousy I hear if your voice, sis?"
Bringing her own hand to his face, Kathryn made sure the edge of her Tiffany cut diamond engagement ring brushed against his handsome face when she replied, "Never."
Her stepbrother's expression hardened. He yanked her hand away and studied the ring on her finger. "So, I assume the rumors are true? I guess congratulations are in order." Dropping her hand he walked over to the bar and poured himself a scotch and one for her with lime. "What's his name? Roger, something or other?"
Kathryn was fairly sure that their parents had already told him all about her engagement and he had met her fiancé on a number of occasions, but for the sake of his pride she played along. "Actually, it's Philip Van Ryan. I believe you two attended Ridgeway together." Ridgeway being the prep school he got tossed out of before attending Manchester.
"Oh yes, Philip," he said making the P pop as he handed her the glass. "Funny, I always thought he was a fag."
Her eyes narrowed at the accusation. "Well let me assure you, Philip is as straight as they come."
"And he satisfies you?"
Meeting his intense stare she replied, "Absolutely."
"Huh, then how come you're still screwing every available dick that passes your way?" Kathryn nearly choked on her drink as he leveled the accusation. She had barely seen Sebastian in a year. How the hell did he know about her sexual habits? Before she could ask he chuckled, "Big brother knows all sis. Poor little Kathryn, still as insatiable as ever."
"You're an asshole," she spat.
"But am I wrong?"
Wanting to change the subject Kathryn asked, "So are you going to tell me why you've been hiding out in the country all year?"
He shrugged unaffected. "Who said I'm hiding out? This is my home now."
"You use to hate the country. Now you've given up your apartment in the city to live here full time because, why, you like the fresh air? Bullshit. What are you up to?"
Sebastian chuckled as he collapsed in the chair across from her. "This isn't part of a conspiracy, you paranoid little shrew. I like it out here. It's quiet, private and plenty of room. I like having my own manor. I'm like Bruce Wayne."
This time Kathryn laughed. "Oh please, more like Howard Hughes. Tell me brother dear, have you started collecting your piss in jars yet?"
His cocky grin faded away as he stared daggers as his stepsister who continued to laugh at her little joke. "Not that I'm not enjoying this little reunion, but tell me Kathryn, what is the real reason she ventured out in a snow storm to come see me today?"
Curbing her laughter she sat up and rolled her eyes. "Always so overdramatic Valmont. I just missed my brother is all."
"Sure it is. Don't tell me, is there some little tart you want me to ruin? Perhaps one of Phil's mistresses you need destroyed?"
"No, I can take care of them all by myself thank you"
"Then what are you after?" Kathryn refused to give him an answer and only looked back at him blankly, knowing her face wouldn't give anything away. However, that never stopped Sebastian from seeing right through her and it wouldn't stop him today. "Perhaps you're telling the truth for once. Maybe you really aren't after anything."
Kathryn only shrugged noncommittally and finished her drink.
Sebastian studied her for a long moment before letting out a bark of laughter and exclaiming, "You're bored!"
"Come again?"
Rising up from his seat, Sebastian approached her with his usual predator like strut. "Princess Kathryn has everything she could ever want. Power, respect, the perfect prince charming, and more money than she can spend. But none of it matters because it doesn't bring you any joy, no sense of purpose." Taking a seat next to her he caressed her locks in an almost affectionate manor. "You're completely bored."
"You know shit about my life Valmont." She tried to infuse her voice with venom, but it just sounded weak, even to her own ears.
"I know everything doll. We're two of a kind, remember?"
Genuinely curious, she leaned in closer to him and asked, "Are you bored Sebastian?"
"I use to be," he replied his voice low and seductive. "Let's just say I found an outlet for my boredom."
Kathryn moved in closer to him until their noses brushed and their mouth's were only a breath apart. "Care to share your secret," she whispered.
Sebastian cupped her face and kissed her briefly. Before Kathryn could properly respond, he abruptly broke it off, pulling away from her and staring out the large floor to ceiling window at the falling snow.
Feeling somewhat rejected by his behavior, Kathryn's first instincts were to say something cutting, likely aimed at his masculinity. Instead, she found herself asking in a very quiet voice, "Why do you always pull away?"
"You know why," came his tired reply.
"It's been seven years"
Turning his gaze back on her he told her curtly, "And nothing has changed. I know you feel the same way. It's why we barely see each other anymore."
"I suppose you're right"
Yes, if she was being honest, the reason she and Sebastian barely saw each other anymore and had nothing to do with distance or time. It was out of necessity. They couldn't be around each other for long periods of time without…unnecessary complications arising. One sure way to destroy her perfect existence would be another rehash of what transpired seven years ago.
It had started the summer before their senior year. As usual they were both bored, looking for their next challenge. Then, one day Sebastian tossed a Seventeen magazine on the table proclaiming he had a new conquest in his sights. Her name was Annette Hargrove, a wholesome piece of Middle America, who was declaring in a national publication no less, her intentions to remain a virgin until marriage. As luck would have it, she was also their new headmaster's daughter.
Of course Sebastian couldn't resist and neither could she. Ever since their parents had married three years earlier, Sebastian had been looking for any excuse to get into her panties. Even though the mere thought had her dripping, Kathryn always resisted. It had always been a game between them and she wasn't about to give up her ace anytime soon.
With this bet however, she saw an opportunity. She could give into Sebastian without having to sacrifice her power. So, the terms were set and if he conquered little Dorothy she would, as she bluntly explained, let him put it anywhere.
Sebastian's seduction strategy seemed to be going right along on schedule when things started to get weird. All of a sudden, he was spending every waking minute with the plain little virgin, while at the same time completely ignoring her advances. All of this made Kathryn wonder if the inevitable had happened. Had her dear Sebastian actually fallen in love?
As she was plotting various methods to destroy his future happiness, it turned out she had no reason to worry. One afternoon she came home to an email on her computer from her stepbrother telling her to click on a web link. It brought her to a webpage titled: A Player's Manifesto: How I Fucked the Headmaster's Virgin Daughter (a nice dig at the virgin's own 'manifesto') and featured a live video feed. Kathryn was shocked when she saw it was streaming video of poor Annette losing her virginity to her lascivious stepbrother.
Evidently she had underestimated him. Sebastian had never fallen in love. He had just had his eyes on the prize. Included in the e-mail were the time, place and date where he would be collecting his reward. And collect it he did.
It had been amazing, life changing even. Sebastian had fucked her so well no man afterwards could ever measure up. They had both been insatiable and he had taken her every way he possibly could. Kathryn had only begged for more. It was the first and only time a man had ever fully satisfied her and she knew he felt the same way.
As amazing as it had been though, they both knew it was dangerous, addictive even. There was no possible way the pair could ever be together. Even if Sebastian wasn't her stepbrother, neither of them had any inclination to enter into a committed relationship. They didn't believe in true love and all that nonsense. It went against everything they stood for.
Kathryn however, thought she could handle it. She was strong enough to fuck his brains out and not bring her emotions into it. Sebastian didn't feel the same way. He told her point blank he had to end it now, before it was too late. If he didn't, he told her he would start wanting things, things he couldn't have. Kathryn had reluctantly agreed. She had called him an 'unnecessary complication' and he used every opportunity to throw that phase back in her face.
The pull they had towards each other never went away. Time and distance did nothing to hinder it. If anything, it only seemed to make it stronger.
"Do you ever think about that night?" she found herself asking.
"Of course," Sebastian replied as he began tracing patterns on her knee. "It's still my favorite jerk-off fantasy."
Kathryn grinned. "Mine too"
Retracting his hand, he fell back against the couch, held his hand to his forehead and groaned, "We need to stop this."
She noticed the bulge in his trousers and was unable to help herself. Running her hand down his leg she purred, "We were good together."
"Too good." Removing her hand from his leg he looked her dead in the eye as he told her sternly, "Don't start something you have no intentions of finishing." Getting up from the sofa he crossed the room and leaned against the mantle. "Now, are you going to tell me the real reason for this trip?"
"There was something I wanted to ask you about. Last weekend I was at Miranda Woods party and she was talking to some of her insipid girlfriends about you."
Sebastian was pouring himself another drink. "Oh?"
Kathryn studied him closely, but he gave nothing away. She decided to go in for the kill. "Yes, according to Miranda you are a Dom and she was your sub a few weeks back. As she tells it, you're really into the whole BDSM scene. You have some sort of playroom too, filled with all sorts of naughty toys." Never breaking eye contact with him she got up from her seat and took the drink out of his hand. As she calmly sipped it she asked, "Care to explain brother dear?"
Sebastian's face gave nothing away. He starred at her a moment before replying, "I don't believe I'm required to explain myself to you." Valmont smiled, took his drink from her hand and slumped down in the leather chair.
"Oh come on!" Kathryn exclaimed. "How long have you been doing it for? Is that why you're living out in the middle of nowhere? Do you tie them up? Do you-?"
"Kathryn!" he barked suddenly. "Don't ask questions about something you can't understand."
Sebastian's expression was dead serious which just made her all the more curious. In a soft voice she asked, "So it's true then?"
"Yes, it's true. I'm a practicing dominant." Shaking his head he grumbled, "You're not going to let this go are you?"
"No I'm not," she replied her tone sounding clipped. "How could you not tell me about this? I now have to find out about your sexual proclivities second hand from gossipy little bitches? I thought we were…"
"What?"
Trying to keep the hurt from her voice she finished, "I thought we were closer than that. You use to tell me everything."
"Yes, well, things change. I don't recall you phoning me to tell me about your engagement."
"Touché"
"Look," he explained, "It was something I got into in college. At first, it was just another way to find release. Something a little different, kinky, but the more I did it, the more I found I had a knack for it. It fed some need I never knew I had in me."
"And I'm guessing it helped fend off the boredom?"
Sebastian nodded with an affectionate grin on his face. "Yes, you could say that."
Kathryn took a seat across from him and leaned forward. "I want to see your playroom."
"No"
"Why not?"
"You're not a sub and only my subs get to see the playroom."
"What, is that one of your little S & M rules?"
"It's MY rule," he informed her.
"Alright, then let me be your sub." The words were out of her mouth before she even knew what she was saying. However, as Kathryn took in his somewhat stunned response and she began considering what it could involve, the more she was sure she wanted to do this.
Sebastian stupefied reaction soon gave way to laughter. "Oh, I don't think so."
"Why not?"
Sitting up in his chair he leaned closer towards her. His face was bemused, but there was something in his eyes that told her he found her request anything but funny. Kathryn could work with that.
"Well for starters, you don't have a single submissive bone in your body Kathryn."
"You don't know that," she huffed.
"Yes I do, I know you better than anyone, sis."
The more he denied her the more she wanted to do this. She decided to try another tactic. "You're telling me you never considered having me as you're submissive? The thought of having me tied up and at your mercy doesn't get you hot?"
The flicker of lust was evident in his eyes, but he quickly shut it down. Sebastian rose up from his chair quickly and grabbed her by the arm. "As much fun as this has been sis, I think it's time for you to be leaving now." He pulled her from the chair with impressive force.
Kathryn however wasn't about to give up so easily. "Not until you look me in the eye and tell me the thought of you spanking me into submission while I call you sir doesn't get you hard."
Grabbing her by the arms he pulled her in close and hissed, "Of. Course. It. Does."
"Then why don't you-?"
"It could never work," he interrupted. "You're not equipped for it. As hot as the fantasy is, the truth of the matter is you wouldn't last ten minutes as my submissive. Just go back to the city Kathryn and let's pretend this conversation never happened."
He released her and headed for the door. Kathryn let him get almost out the door before calling to him, just as she had years before, "Care to make a wager on that?"
Just as she knew it would, the question stopped him in his tracks. Slowly he turned to face her. "What was that?"
"You heard me. I'm willing to bet, whatever you like, that I can last a session with you and not only that, I'll be the best submissive you've ever had."
Kathryn wasn't really sure if Sebastian was turning her down because he was afraid to be intimate with her again and risk bringing feelings into the mix or because he genuinely didn't think she could be his submissive. Either way, a wager would seem to take care of both problems. Plus, is appealed to Valmont's pride. An easy target if ever there was one.
Sebastian's lips twitched in amusement. "Still a cocky little bitch aren't you?"
She just grinned back at him and asked, "Are you in or are you out?"
Closing the study door he slowly approached her. "Let's say I agree to this, which I haven't yet. What would the terms be?"
"Whatever you want"
Sebastian tapped his finger against his puffy lips. "Hmm, well, tell you what. If you last a whole session with me then I'll take you to the playroom."
Kathryn was a little disappointed as she was hoping he'd take her there right now. But, she was more interested in proving the arrogant son of a bitch wrong right now, so she agreed. "Okay that sounds fair. Not that it will happen, but what do you want if I lose?"
Judging by the grin that appeared on his face he had something rather unpleasant in mind. "Are you going to Blaine's bacchanalia next week?"
"Yes," she replied uneasily, "I'm going with Philip." Blaine's bacchanalia wasn't a party so much as an all-out orgy or sex, drugs and booze.
"Good, then he'll enjoy the show"
"I'm afraid to ask," she sighed.
"If you prove to be a disappointing sub, as I predict, then you have to fuck me at the bacchanalia."
"Fine"
"In front of everyone"
Kathryn confident smile wavered at this. She was fairly confident she could be a good sub, or at the very least fake it, but if she couldn't, was she really willing to risk her reputation not to mention her fiancé. "You want me to fuck you in front of Philip and god knows who else?"
"Yep," he replied with a shit eating grin. "So are you in or are you out?"
As she heard her words repeated back at her she knew she would agree if only because she wouldn't give him the satisfaction of backing out. Extending her hand she replied, "You got yourself a bet."
Sebastian reached out and shook her hand with a sly grin. "I suppose I do."
"What now?"
"First, you have to pick a safe word. If at anytime you feel unsafe or want to stop, say the word and we'll stop," he explained suddenly very serious. "Pick a word you would never say while screwing. As memory serves, you had quite the extensive vocabulary the last time we fucked, so take your time."
Kathryn replied with a wry smile as she considered her options. When it came to her she nearly laughed out loud. "Annette"
Sebastian appeared to be trying to suppress a grin as he looked upward and muttered, "Charming."
She giggled, "Whatever happened to that girl anyways?"
He shrugged, "Last I heard she joined some sort of convent."
"Some of your best work"
"Thank you," he bowed his head in acknowledgement. "Alright are you ready to get started?"
"Yes sir"
Chancing a look down at his trousers Kathryn was pretty sure she saw his dick twitch as she said that word. Oh yes, this was going to be fun.
"I want you to go upstairs to my bedroom. Strip down completely and kneel in the middle of the floor. Head down. Understand?"
"Yes sir"
Stepping forward he kissed her forehead and praised, "Good girl. You can go."
Kathryn was tempted to ask him how long he was going to be, but she knew that was against the rules so she simply nodded and left. She found herself practically dashing up the long staircase that led to the second floor. Kathryn wasn't a hundred percent certain which room belonged to her stepbrother, but she assumed it was the one he always stayed in when he visited his aunt in the past.
She guessed correctly judging by the clothes in the closet, his camera on the desk and the weed sitting on the antique bureau. Closing the door behind her, Kathryn took in the ornate décor of the room. She always thought there was something debauched about Sebastian's bedroom, what with the rich red, gold and browns color scheme, the silk fabric of the bed sheets and drapes and the minimal lighting. If she wasn't turned on already at the prospect of Valmont making her his submissive, the room would have done the job for her.
Quickly, she slid out of her heels and removed her maroon Marc Jacobs dress followed by her matching lace bra and panties. Walking around his bedroom, completely naked, Kathryn could feel moisture already gathering between her legs. She took her hair down and let it fall past her shoulders. As she contemplated whether to toss a pillow on the floor, so her delicate knees wouldn't get bruised by the hard wood, she couldn't believe how giddy she felt. The boredom was most definitely gone.
Finally deciding against the pillow, she kneeled down onto the floor with her head down just as Sebastian instructed. The only sound in the room was her own erratic heartbeat. She tried to calm her internal monologue that was screaming at her that she better not fuck this up or else her life as she knew it, would be over or at the very least severely fucked.
Time passed and if felt like she has been kneeling for hours. The room had gotten darker as night had clearly fallen. Chancing a glance at the clock on the night side table, she realized it had been over an hour since he sent her up here. Kathryn was bristling with rage and in any other circumstances would have marched back downstairs and demanded to know what was keeping him, but she knew she couldn't do that. A good little sub was patient for her master. Fuck.
Her knees were killing her and her neck felt sore from holding the same position. Out of the side of her eye she noticed it was still snowing, hard. There was no way she would make it back into the city tonight. She was most definitely sleeping over. If she didn't manage to win the bet it would just make things all the more awkward. Kathryn wondered dimly if Sebastian was just fucking with her and this was all just an elaborate game to humiliate her.
As thoughts of revenge began to run through her head, the door behind her suddenly opened and she had to contain herself from whipping around and demanding to know what had kept him. Sebastian didn't say a word as he entered and closed the door behind himself. She could here the rustling of clothes coming off. He said nothing the whole time. The only sound was his footsteps against the hardwood floor and the creaking sound of drawers being opened.
Finally, she felt his presence behind her. Sebastian caressed her hair with a gentle touch and murmured, "Very nice Kathryn. I'll admit I half expected you to have disobeyed me already."
She held her tongue to prevent the smart-ass reply that so desperately wanted to escape. Instead she kept quite, with her head bowed, and tried to stop trembling from the pain in her knees.
"Alright, during a session with my subs I like to come at least three times," Valmont informed her. His voice wasn't the typical lazy drawl, but slightly more authoritative. "However, since you're so confident in your…abilities we're going to try for four. Understand?"
Four times? He had come more than that during their infamous night together, but that had been between cat naps. Kathryn wondered if she would get to come as well. In the little research she had done about this, she knew that Dom's sometimes enjoyed preventing their subs orgasms. Would she be able to stop herself from coming? Jesus, what the fuck had she gotten herself into?
Rather than voice her concerns however, she just replied, "Yes sir."
"Good. I'm going to fuck your mouth first," he explained in the same mundane way he would tell her he was going for a walk. "And when I do, I'm going to blindfold you."
Kathryn's mouth opened as if to protest, but quickly shut it. It hadn't gone unnoticed by Sebastian. "Is there a problem Kathryn?"
"No sir"
Kathryn hated blindfolds and he knew it. In the light bondage games she had participated in the past, it was something she always refused. It made her feel far too vulnerable which she supposed was why Valmont was doing it.
A second later a silk, navy blue sash covered her eyes effectively leaving her in the dark. Sebastian gripped her chin and forced her head up. Before she could become accustomed to the new position she felt the velvety head of her stepbrothers cock press against her lips, demanding entrance. She opened her mouth immediately, but he didn't push it in right away.
"I'm going to fuck your mouth hard and rough. I want you to take me all the way into the back of your throat with minimal gagging." Guiding his cock past her lips he instructed, "I suggest you brace yourself."
The only thing for her to grab onto was Sebastian. So, as he began the slow descent down her throat she grabbed onto his thighs, realizing he hadn't removed his pants. If anything, the blindfold at least made her completely concentrate on what he was doing and kept her from being easily distracted. Sebastian's dick was at least nine inches long and fairly thick and as she tried to swallow around the appendage she tried her damndest not to choke.
Kathryn had done her fair share of deep throating, but she was always in control. Letting him have complete control was throwing her off her game a little. After she had completely swallowed him he pulled out slowly and then quickly shoved back in causing her to sputter.
"Breath through your nose Kathryn." His voice sounded horse as if he was the one who had a dick jammed down his throat.
She did as he advised and allowed her years of experience to take over as he began to fuck her throat in earnest. Grabbing her by the hair, her stepbrother held her still as he thrust quickly against her face, his full balls hitting her chin on every thrust. For her part, Kathryn made sure to make good use of her tongue, running it against his length and using it to swipe his sack every time she came in contact with it.
It was degrading and humiliating and she loved every second of it. As she heard Valmont grunt and his breathing became increasingly uneven, she felt surprisingly powerful knowing she was the one who was making him lose his control. She was also incredibly turned on and desperately wanted to rub her aching clit, but she knew better.
As his thrusting became even more erratic he gasped, "I'm going to come any second, sis. When I do, I don't want you to swallow it right away. Hold it on your tongue."
That was different, but she wasn't about to question it. His grip tightened on her head and he thrust twice more before pulling his dick completely out of her throat and shooting his load across her tongue. Just as he wanted, she gathered his cum on her tongue.
Breathlessly he told her, "Now show it to me my little cum slut."
Opening her mouth she stuck out her tongue as best she could without letting the liquid leave her mouth. Kathryn would have given anything in that moment to see his expression. He was quiet for a moment. "Very nice," he praised, "alright you can swallow it."
Kathryn swallowed his cum and tried not to grimace as the sour taste stayed on her tongue. Still, she was unbearably turned on by the depravity of the act and as she listened to him pace in front of her, she absent mindedly touched herself. She didn't even realize she had her hand between her legs when Sebastian barked, "What are you doing?"
Shit
"I-I"
Suddenly she felt him roughly grab her arm and thrust it behind her back. He was beside her in an instant whispering in her ear, "That belong to me, understand sis? That pretty little cunt is all mine and you're not allowed to touch it until I tell you otherwise."
"I'm sorry sir"
"It's too late"
Wait, what? He couldn't mean she had lost the bet already, could he?
"Get on your feet. It's time for your punishment," he whispered as he helped her up.
Kathryn felt a wave of relieve wash over her that was quickly replaced by fear. What did he mean by punishment? As if reading her mind Sebastian explained, "You are going to have to learn not to touch what is MINE."
She stumbled as he led her a few feet away. The sash was still firmly in place so she had to rely on her stepbrother to guide her. She felt herself being forced down onto her stomach and quickly realized Sebastian had positioned her across her lap. Kathryn's face rested against soft silk. He must be sitting on the bed, she thought. Before she become accustomed to this new position she felt a sharp sting of pain across her ass as he slapped it. She let out a gasp of surprise.
Kathryn had been spanked before, but it had always been playful. The way Valmont did it was not, it stung. He rubbed a hand gently across her backside. "You're going to get twenty smacks for your insubordination. I want you to count."
SMACK!
"Two"
"Oh, I don't think so you tricky little bitch," he chuckled darkly. "The first one was just a warm up. Start again from the beginning."
Fuck.
SMACK!
"One"
SMACK!
"Two"
Sebastian continued the assault on her ass landing twenty hard blows across her tender ass. He never seemed to hit her in the same spot, which was odd seeing as her ass was tiny, and she never knew where his hand was going to land. It was unsettling and her voice wavered as she counted.
Then a strange thing happened. Around the tenth blow or so she could feel moisture gathering once again between her legs. The more he smacked her the more she wanted it, craved it even. Odd. Kathryn had assumed she might have to fake some of this submission crap, but she actually was enjoying it. Perhaps she really was a submissive after all.
SMACK!
"Twenty," she panted as he hand at last rested.
Valmont ran his hand soothingly against her flesh and murmured to her, "You did very well Kathryn. You even stopped squirming half way through it."
"Thank you sir"
"I'm curious why…" he trailed off as his hand was suddenly between her legs. When she felt him press his index finger against her dripping slit she moaned. Sebastian chuckled at this. "Well, well, it appears little Kathryn enjoyed her spanking. Did you like that baby?"
She desperately wanted to tell him to go fuck himself, but she knew the game would most definitely be over if she did. Swallowing her pride Kathryn replied, "Yes I did sir."
"Judging by the way you're dripping all over my hand I'd say you enjoyed it very much," he laughed. With two fingers he rubbed her throbbing clit causing her to moan into the silk duvet beneath her. "Remember sis, you're not allowed to come until I give you permission."
Kathryn's moans quickly turned into groans of frustration. She wondered if she could really suppress her orgasm. It got even more difficult when Sebastian slipped two digits into her pussy. "Shit, you're just as tight as I remember. I guess Phil's puny dick isn't stretching you the way it should," he taunted.
"He stretches me just fine," she grumbled before she could stop herself.
SMACK!
"What was that?"
"Sorry sir"
"Be good Kathryn," he advised in a mocking tone. "Only good girls get to cum."
Kathryn's heart soared at the thought that she would be allowed to come. Her hopes were dashed when Sebastian removed his hand from her cunt. A second later though, she felt his finger at her asshole. As he teased the puckered opening, Kathryn ground her pelvis against his lap. She loved ass play, it was one of her weaknesses and Sebastian damn well knew it.
"Let's see if this little hole is as tight as I remember."
Using her own juices as lube, Sebastian pushed his index finger into her ass as Kathryn continued to wiggle on his lap. He groaned, "Oh yes, just as I remember it."
During their one night together, Sebastian had taken her in the ass twice and she had loved every moment of it. As he slowly fucked her ass with his finger, he soon added another one causing her to moan in earnest. Without even realizing she was doing it, Kathryn began to hump her ass back against his fingers. "There's the wanton little slut I know and love," he taunted. "You love this don't you?"
"Yes"
Sebastian stopped his ministrations and asked, "Yes, what?"
"Yes sir," she hissed desperate for him to continue.
Valmont's fingers began fucking her hole in earnest. "You love taking it up the ass don't you?"
"Yes sir"
Fuck she was close. Just a little more.
"You want me to fuck you in the ass, sis?"
Kathryn gasped at his words at the same time her engorged clit rubbed tantalizingly against the seam of his pants.
"Answer me Kathryn or I'll stop"
"Yes! Yes sir I want you to fuck me in the ass! Please, god…"
"Perhaps I will, but not right now," he laughed. "However, I will let you cum."
As soon as the word was out of his mouth Kathryn went off like a rocket, eagerly moving back against his fingers as her orgasm finally hit. She wailed at her release and didn't even want to think about how undignified she sounded. Then again, she was naked, spread out over her stepbrother's lap with his fingers buried in her ass. She supposed she lost the battle with her dignity long ago.
As she came down from her high, Sebastian rubbed her ass then pulled her back to a sitting position beside him on the bed. The bed was soft, but her ass still felt tender from the beating it took. Still, she said nothing and tried to ignore the pain as best she could.
It took her a second to realize Sebastian had gotten up from the bed. As she heard him rummage around the room she was dying to ask what he was doing. She didn't have to wait long for an answer. The blindfold finally came off and she blinked against the harsh light. As she got her bearings she realized Sebastian was kneeling in front of her. A somewhat smug grin plastered across his handsome face.
Now completely nude, Kathryn got her first real good look at her stepbrother's form in seven years. His chest was more defined now as he had a definite six-pack and his arms were more muscular then they once were. His dick however, was just as she remembered. Perfect, hard and waiting. She was so engrossed in his body she didn't realize at first what was in his hand. Rope.
"Turn around Kathryn"
Biting in lip she did as instructed, but she couldn't help but feel fearful about what was to come. She assumed when they began this he would tie her up at some point. She just assumed it would be with handcuffs or scarves. Nothing this…intense.
Sebastian positioned her arms behind her back and started wrapping the black rope a few inches above her elbows. Shit, she was hoping it would just be her wrists. As he wound the synthetic rope across her arms he muttered in her ear, "I bet you didn't know I was a Boy Scout sis, huh? You learn all sorts of interesting techniques in the boy scouts."
She wanted to make an inappropriate comment about blow jobs and Boy Scout leaders but knew this wasn't the time. She'd save it for later.
When he was finally done, Kathryn couldn't move her arms at all. It hurt, but not as bad as she expected. The rope actually felt nice, even if the position was a pain in the ass. Kathryn caught her reflection in the dresser mirror and nearly gasped. She looked like one of those girls in Valmont's pictures.
"You've never looked lovelier sis," he teased as his hand came out and pinched her now swollen nipple.
"Thank you sir"
"Just one more thing…" Sebastian went over to the bedside table which she realized for the first time contained some oil, a couple vibrators and metal nipple clamps which he scooped up. Dangling the devise in his hand he asked, "Do you know what these are?"
"Yes sir"
Kathryn owned a pair, but these looked much more dangerous. They were two metal clamps attached by a silver chain. Sebastian toyed with her tits again, making sure to pinch her nipples before placing the first sharp edged clap on her. She gasped at the sharp object tore into her tender tit. "Oh god!"
"One more to go." The second wasn't as big a shock, but it still stung none the less. Kathryn eyed herself in the mirror. She looked like the perfect little debauched S & M vixen.
Sebastian got up from the bed and when he came back the object in his hand almost caused her to bolt. No fuck way, she thought miserably. "Is there a problem Kathryn?"
Her hands balled into fists behind her back and she practically spat, "No sir."
Grinning Sebastian held the camera up and took her picture. Kathryn didn't bother to smile, she just stared away trying to conceal her annoyance that he was capturing her humiliation on film.
After taking a few shots he set the camera down and climbed back on the bed. He turned over on his back and stroke his erection. "You're going to ride me," he explained.
As she was trying to figure out the logistics of that scenario, Sebastian took her by the waist and helped her straddle him. Kathryn realized this was going to be difficult as she couldn't rely on her hands for balance. Still gripping her waist, Valmont rubbed the head of his leaking cock against her pussy. Slowly he guided it inside and Kathryn sunk down. They both groaned at the sensation of him being buried inside her again. "Oh, and just so you know," he told her with a sly grin, "You won't be allowed to cum this time."
Kathryn glared down at him. Sebastian's eyebrow raised and he challenged, "Is there a problem Ms. Merteuil?"
"No sir"
"Good," he replied sounding like the arrogant bastard he was. Smacking her ass he ordered, "Ride me."
Rising up on her knees as best she could Kathryn began to ride her stepbrother up and down. At first he wasn't touching her but his eyes remained on her, fierce and serious. She was determined to make him cum without dragging herself along with him. It was difficult however, given the way his stiff dick was stretching her and the way her clit was getting smacked on every down stroke.
She knew the sight of her tits bouncing with the metal clamps made for an erotic sight, so she made sure they bounced almost violently as she fucked him. Sebastian's careful mask of indifference was soon withering away. Grimacing he muttered, "Shit, I forgot how good you feel."
"Am I tight enough for you sir?"
Valmont bit into his lip and groaned, "Fuck yes. Your little pussy is the tightest around."
Kathryn tossed back her head and moaned, careful not to lose her balance as she did. It wouldn't do if she tumbled off of him like a fool. Christ, she hoped he was close, she didn't think she could take much more of this.
Grabbing her by the hips he stilled her movements. "I'm about to come. I'm feeling surprisingly generous. Where do you want it?"
She wanted to tell him if he was really feeling generous he would let her come as well. Instead she replied, "On my tits sir."
Kathryn knew if she let him come inside her pussy, the feel of his hot seed spurting inside of her would make her come as well, so she went with the safer option. Sebastian nodded, obviously pleased. Gently he removed his cock from her cunt then got up on his knees. Jerking his dick furiously, his cum soon shot out in sticky white ropes across her chest. When the liquid hit her, she let out a moan and clamped her legs together desperate for some kind of friction.
Sebastian collapsed back on his knees, his breathing erratic and his forehead damp with sweat. "That was number two. We'll begin round three when I get back."
Rising from the bed, Sebastian suddenly left the room without further explanation. Kathryn stared in shock at the door as he left her. Where the fuck was he going?
She never did get an explanation. Instead, she sat there for what felt like another hour as she desperately tried to get herself off by rubbing her clit against the bed. This proved to be fruitless and only made her hornier.
Just as she was about to scream in frustration, Sebastian suddenly reappeared carrying a bottle of water and a bowl of strawberries. The sight of the water made her throat constrict. She was so consumed by her desire to get off she hadn't realized she was dying of thirst. Valmont offered her a small smile as he unscrewed the lid and held the bottle up to her lips.
"Drink"
Kathryn did the best she could, but some of the liquid dribbled onto her breasts mixing with the dried cum already there. After she drank a quarter of the bottle down, Sebastian picked up a strawberry and fed it to her. Kathryn happily ate it.
"You know," he said conversationally, "You've surprised me sis. You're actually doing quite well."
"Thank you sir," she replied with her sweet debutante drawl she usually saved for the society matrons.
Grinning wryly he informed her, "But we're only half way home. Ready for more?"
"Yes sir"
Putting the dish and water aside he turned to her and explained, "Alright, I want you to make me hard again, but I don't want to come. I want you to use your mouth."
Kathryn wasn't sure how best to do this as her hands were still tied behind her back. She crawled to the edge of the bed where Sebastian was standing, stroking his semi-hard member. Bending forward she took him into her mouth. It was an odd angle and it wouldn't take long to put a strain on her neck. She had to do this fast.
Taking his whole length into her mouth, she bobbed her head back and forth, gently grazing the underside of his cock with her teeth. In less than a minute he was fully hard, but Kathryn didn't release him. Instead, she let her cheeks hollow as she sucked him like a Hoover. Sebastian's hands were fisting her hair, but he didn't halt her movements. He only groaned in appreciation over her skill. She knew he would indeed come if she didn't stop, but she couldn't help herself from getting one glance at his pleasure filled face.
With his cock down her throat she looked up at him and their eyes met. A second later, without warning, Valmont shot down her throat. Kathryn nearly chocked in surprise. Judging by the somewhat stunned look on her stepbrother's face, he was just as shocked he came so easily.
Yanking his now flaccid dick from her mouth his face twisted in anger and he demanded, "What did I tell you?"
Shit. Going by the look on his face, she was fucked and not in a good way. Under any other circumstances Kathryn would have tormented him mercilessly for coming before he wanted to, but this was most definitely not the time for that.
"I-I'm sorry sir," she stuttered. "I didn't mean to make you-
Grabbing her gruffly by the arm he forced her onto her stomach. The metal nipple clamps pressed uncomfortably against her tender flesh. Taking her by the waist he positioned her up on her knees, with her ass in the air and her face against the bedspread. Kathryn winced as she heard a drawer nearby being violently thrown open. A second later the bed dipped behind her as Sebastian straddled her legs.
"You need to learn to follow directions Kathryn." His stern voice trembled against her ear. "I think you need another punishment."
Oh shit
Kathryn held her breath as she expected his hand any moment. Something did hit her, but it was most definitely not his hand, for it was heavier and hurt a hell of a lot more. She gasped in shock as the heavy object, which she presumed to be some sort of wooden paddle, slapped against her already tender ass.
He gave her a few seconds before delivering the second blow on her right ass cheek. "You're going to get fifteen," he informed her gruffly. "I'll count since I can't trust you not to cheat. One!"
SMACK!
She let out a choked sob as the paddle made contact. Unlike with the spanking, her ass didn't grow accustomed to it. It fucking hurt! She could feel tears welling up in her eyes as he counted to eight. By eleven she could feel her stupid safe word on her lips. She could say it and end this right now but something was holding her back. Dignity? No, she gave that up when she begged him to fuck her ass. Losing the bet? No, all thoughts of her stupid fiancé and precious reputation were far from her mind at that moment. No, the truth was she didn't want to disappoint Valmont. She wanted to be the best sub she could for her Dom.
SMACK!
"Fifteen"
When the paddling finally stopped Kathryn buried her face into the mattress trying to hide her tears even though she knew Sebastian could hear her. "You took your punishment well my little sub." His voice sounded far away even though she knew he was right behind her.
"Well, I've tested your pain threshold, but now I want to test how much pleasure you can take before coming."
Kathryn groaned inwardly at this. Seriously? He had come three times and she just once. Didn't that already tell him what he wanted to know? Evidently not.
"Okay Kathryn, you know the rules. You can't cum until I say you can. Let's see if you can obey my instructions this time."
She rolled her eyes against the bed spread knowing he couldn't see it as she replied, "Yes sir."
An object was soon being pressed against her pussy seeking entrance. Even though her paddling had hurt like hell, Kathryn was still plenty wet. As the object penetrated her she realized it was a decent sized vibrator. It felt good but she wasn't terribly worried about not coming. Then he turned it on. When she felt the toy rotating she surged forward on the bed and yelled, "OH FUCK!"
Sebastian chuckled darkly behind her and commented dryly, "I thought you'd enjoy that."
This was impossible. There was no fucking way she could hold her orgasm back now. As she concentrated on trying to ignore the rotating object stuffed up her cunt, she suddenly felt something cool press against her asshole. It was lube. Sebastian fingers were inside her once again. "I was going to fuck your ass, but since you already made me come you're going to have to settle for something else instead."
She was expecting another vibrator or a dildo. What entered her was fairly large in size and felt smooth and wooden. The pain it caused helped momentarily to distract her from the pleasure, as four inches of in went into her backside. As Sebastian fucked her with the foreign object, she realized what it was. The handle of the paddle he had abused her with. For some reason this knowledge only turned her on more.
Valmont let out a low whistle. "You make quite the pretty picture sis."
She imagined she did, what with her arms still tied behind her back, her ass in the air with a vibrator up her cunt and a wooden paddle in her ass. She could just imagine what her mother would say if she found her in such a position or better yet, Philip. He knew she was kinky, but not like this. The thought alone caused her to laugh.
"What are you laughing about?" The question was harsh, but his tone was not. She could tell he was trying not to join her.
"Nothing sir," she replied.
"I wonder if you'll find this amusing."
Reaching down he suddenly removed the nipple claps and she gasped as the sensation. She could feel her clit practically twitch at the motion. "Oh my god," she whispered.
"Do you know what I'm thinking about when I see you like this? Desperate and needy to come?"
She was far too busy trying to ignore the sensations in her body to answer him. Sebastian didn't seem to mind as he continued, "I think about all the times you left me desperate and needy. All the teasing, all the cases of blue balls you gave me. Do you remember that time during our infamous bet when you gave me that lap dance on the couch?"
"Yes sir," she replied as the memory played over in her head.
"I was hard for a week straight after that," he snarled at her. "No amount of jerking off helped. Consider this payback, sis."
Kathryn groaned pathetically into the duvet. She knew what she was going to have to do if she wanted to come, but she really didn't want to. Shaking her head miserably she begged. "Please sir, please let me come."
"What was that?"
"I need to come so badly sir. Please, oh god please let me cum…"
Suddenly the paddle was removed from her ass and she felt the bed dip behind her. "Well since you asked so nicely, I suppose you've learned your lesson."
The vibrator soon joined the paddle on the bedside table. Kathryn groaned at the emptiness. She didn't have to wait long to be filled up again. A second later she felt his cock, fully hard once again rub against the opening of her pussy. He impaled her a second later. His cock thrust balls deep inside her.
Grabbing her gruffly by the hair he forced her head up. "I'm going to fuck you. Hard. You can't come until I tell you to."
He didn't ask if she understood, but she replied anyway, "Yes sir."
With one hand tugging on her hair, Sebastian's other hand gripped her waist as he began to fuck her for all he was worth. At this angle he was penetrating her so deep she knew she could come as soon as he gave her the okay. Luckily, her stepbrother was just as turned on as her and he didn't last long. Less than five minutes later, his voice completely horse he ordered, "Come now, Kathryn!"
And she did, so loudly and so fiercely she was sure every servant in the house heard it. Her body quaked in unrestricted joy as she finally, finally, came. Kathryn's body felt like jello and if it wasn't for the fact that Sebastian was holding her up, she would have slumped back down on the bed.
Pulling out of her suddenly, Valmont laid her on the bed and turned her over. With his cock in hand he came spurting his hot seed across her body. Kathryn barely felt it as she was completely exhausted at this point. Clearly so was he as he collapsed beside her on the bed.
The two of them lay side by side trying to catch their breath. Even though she was incredibly uncomfortable lying on her bound arms, Kathryn thought is was possible she could fall asleep. Then she felt Sebastian gently role her onto her stomach. She groaned, he couldn't seriously want more, could he?
As if sensing what she was asking, he laughed huskily against her skin. "Relax Kathryn, we're finished. I'm just going to untie you."
Soon her bounds came loose and Sebastian pulled the rope away tossing in carelessly on the floor. She felt his tender hands message her arms. "Are you okay?" His voice sounded so caring and soft it was startling. When she didn't reply he asked again with worry now filling his voice. "Kathryn, tell me, are you alright?"
"I'm fine Valmont," she assured him. "I need a good, long soak in a hot bath and I probably won't be able to sit down for a weak, but I'll be fine."
Tilting her head up with his hand, Sebastian's eyes soon met hers. She didn't even want to think about how she must look to him. "Fuck, you're so beautiful it hurts to look at you," he whispered.
Kathryn was so surprised at the statement she couldn't form her usual witty reply. She simply smiled back at him. Rubbing his thumb across her cheek her told her, "I guess it's fair to say you won the bet. You were incredible baby."
"Thank you," and because she couldn't help herself she added, "sir."
He smiled as she said that then got up to retrieve something from the bed side table. Kathryn groaned, "That better not be your fucking camera Valmont."
He laughed as he sat down beside her, a jar in his hand. "No, it's just something to make you feel better."
A moment later she felt something cool against the tender flesh of her ass. She figured it was a salve of some sort. She winced initially, but it felt nice. "You know in a way, I'm kind of disappointed. I was looking forward to fucking you in front of an audience."
She hated to admit that the idea did turn her on, even though the very concept would destroy her perfectly structured life. "One fantasy at a time Sebastian," she replied in a deadpan tone.
He chuckled, "I guess you're going to have some explaining to do to that fiancé of yours."
Kathryn was going to ask him what he meant when she took a look at her arms. She looked like a kidnap victim. "Maybe I'll tell him my lascivious stepbrother held me hostage…and made me do dirty things to him."
"Maybe I'll give you another spanking."
"Maybe later," she yawned as her eyes became heavy with sleep.
"It hasn't stopped snowing," he told her. "It looks like you're going to have to spend the night."
"Good," was the last thing she told him before she succumbed to her exhaustion.
Sometime later, she felt herself awaken abruptly. As her eyes adjusted to the light filtering in through the large window, she tried to remember where she was and why she was in so much pain. When her eyes fell upon her stepbrother, who was fast asleep beside her, the nights events came rushing back to her. Kathryn smiled, so much for boredom.
Sitting up as best she could, Kathryn winced at the sensation of her tender ass against the bed. They had both fallen asleep at the foot of the bed. Sebastian had slept with his arm around her. The notion of the notorious rake Sebastian Valmont, cuddling up beside her made her grin. She watched him sleep for a little while as she contemplated this new phase of their relationship.
Climbing out of bed, she felt like Bambi learning to walk as she tried to stand on her wobbly legs. Her arms ached, her ass was throbbing and her pussy was sore, but she couldn't keep the smile off her face for some reason. Wrapping the blanket Sebastian must have thrown over them last night around her abused, but loved body, she wobbled over to the picture window.
Everything as far as the eye could see was covered in snow. Huge, wet, flakes were still falling from the sky, but the sun was shinning happily. As Kathryn studied the winter wonderland a voice called out behind her, "I think you're going to have to stay the whole weekend."
Kathryn allowed herself a smile before turning around. "Is that a fact?"
Sebastian, who was now sitting up, completely naked with a massive case of bed head nodded. "Yes, it's supposed to do this for the next couple of days. I can't let my dear sister travel out there in this."
"How chivalrous of you Valmont," she teased.
Slipping his glasses on he stretched and asked her, "How are you feeling today?"
"Sore but…"
"But what?"
She gave him her famous mischievous grin. "I still want my reward."
Sebastian cocked at eyebrow at this. "Is that so?"
"Yes, I want to see your playroom. Now."
"Right now?" he laughed, "how about some breakfast first?"
Kathryn shook her head. "No, now. We had a bet remember?"
Rising from the bed he walked over to the closet and called out over his shoulder, "Whatever the little bitch wants…"
He returned a moment later wearing black, silk pajama bottoms and carrying a red silk robe. Sebastian came over to her, removed the blanket covering her body and replaced it with the robe. Taking her by the hand he led her out the door. "Let's go then."
Kathryn wasn't as graceful as she usually was, but she followed after him easily enough as they descended the stairs and he guided her down a long corridor. When they got to a large, heavy door, they stopped and Sebastian removed a key from his pants. "Alright, fair warning. Once you enter, I might not be able to let you leave."
She honestly didn't know if he was kidding or not, but she found she didn't care. Sebastian brought her hand up to his mouth, kissed it then pushed open the door. Kathryn smiled at him before stepping into the room and letting out a gasp.
"Oh My God!"
THE END

Authors Note: Yeah I know, that was kind of a cheat at the end, but I thought it was fun. I like the ambiguity of it. Perhaps Sebastian is a serial killer and there's just bodies in that room (oddly enough you'll get serial killer Sebastian in a later chapter). Originally I intended for this whole chapter to take place in the playroom, but then I chickened out and didn't want to write a hardcore BDSM scene. Besides, I don't think Sebastian would take anyone in there who had never been a submissive before.
I wanted to address a few questions' I've gotten in reviews. First, I already have all 26 chapters plotted and none will revisit any of the versions of Kathryn/Sebastian we've already met. Perhaps in some of the bonus chapters I'll revisit schoolgirl Kathryn or the married Kathryn/Sebastian from ch.3 (I would like to write that scenario I mentioned where they went to the engagement party), we'll see. Also these chapters are getting longer so it takes longer to post them. I'd like to get one done a week but I can't promise anything.
Alright the next chapter is E is for Envy and fair warning, it will by Smutty. Possibly even dirtier than this. It involves Kathryn and Sebastian in a threesome and all that entails. Look out for that. Thanks again for reading and please drop me a review.
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