The Cost of Freedom Is High

“You’re wet princess, you can’t lie now anymore.” James chuckled.

He threw me up and over his shoulder, and started to carry me down to the end of the hall, and soon enough we were headed back down the other staircase.

This one though straight led to the bottom level of the house.

“Where are you taking me?” I asked, my voice shaking a bit.

No answer.

English fucking droomer.

“James.” I squeaked, as he opened a door on the left side of the hallway.

“Ah, ah, you’re quiet until I say so.” James scolded me.

He set me down on my feet, and I found the two of us in a master bathroom.

It was huge, and magnificent.

My eyes laid sight on the back of the room, and I knew exactly why we were down here. The shower was quite big and spacey, and to top it off there was a small bench to the right side inside of the shower.

“Why do we have to do this now?” I groaned under my breath.

“Someone had to make sure you weren’t just sucking up to William to get out. I’ll make it a favor not a chore.” James replied, and once again pushed my back up against the wall.

“Mm.” I mumbled as his lips crashed into mine.

I was only 5’4 and due to the fact that James was about 6’1 he had to keep an arm around my waist to keep me on the balls of my feet.

“Let’s see what you’ve learned.” He whispered against my lips.

Digging his fingernails into my thigh I got the message, he didn’t want to do all of the work.

Despite still being a little thrown off by the suddenness of everything I threw my arms around his neck and gave into the kiss.

I finally had to pull myself away after I was getting low on air.

“Stop, stop, stop, I need a break.” I panted, attempting to catch my breath.

He chuckled, brushed the hair out of my eyes, and then to my surprise he set me down.

Letting out a sigh of relief I leaned back up against the wall, ready to go back upstairs.

“Uh, uh, love. That was only the beginning.” James informed me with a smile on his face.

He took off his shirt and I was kind of taken by surprise. He was fucking hot, with his whole 6 pack, kick ass tattoos.

This would have been so much easier to hate them if they weren’t sexy as all hell.

I stayed in my place as he turned off the lights. Within a few seconds and a click of a button the chandeliers lights turned on as well as the four smaller lights above the shower.

“Take it off, and get in.” James instructed me, and opened the shower door.

“You guys should just get a bell, and every time you ring it I’ll just strip. It seems easier.” I joked.

“I’ll see what I can do.” James replied with a smile on his face.

I slipped my undergarments off, and walked into the shower. James closed the door and I let out a high pitched squeal as the water came on full blast.

“I can’t believe this is actually happening right now.” I groaned.

The shower door opened and James walked in with his black jeans still on.

“I forgot how sexy you fucking were.” James growled.

“Yeah, whatever.” I scoffed.

He picked me up, so that my legs were at his waist height.

“I’m going to make you fucking scream.” James whispered.

“No pain, please no pain.” I whined.

“I promise. There’s one new rule though.” James stated.

“What would that be?” I asked.

“Do not cum until I tell you to.” He growled.

As I was about to reply he tossed me up a little bit and I found my legs now over his shoulders.

I looked into his eyes, and it scared me a bit. In his eyes I only saw lust, it was almost animalistic.

He brought me over to the wall behind the shower stream, and instructed me to keep my body against the wall.

“Wait, James.” I said, but before I knew it his tongue made his way to my center.

It shocked me, it felt like my entire body had been tased, but in the best way possible.

He didn’t stop, and my head went back in complete pleasure. I’d never dealt with this before and holy shit was it amazing.

My eyes closed, and I could feel them roll back. In order to keep myself stable I had to make sure that my fingers were interlaced behind his neck.

My legs tightened around his waist even more so before, and I was reaching that point where I was right about to climax James just set me down and made sure to take a step back.

There was absolutely no physical contact between us.

“Naughty little sluts like you have to wait for permission to cum.” He snarled in my ear.

I was a bit thrown off by what he had just addressed me as, but from the past experience with him in bed I knew he was a bit rougher than the others.

“I don’t think I’ll be able to stop it.” I admitted in a bit of a shaky voice.

“You might want to.” He replied.

“Yes, sir.” I replied, wanting to soften him up a bit.

“Lay down on the bench.” He hissed.

Not wanting to piss him off, and internally and physically wanting more I went over and layed down on the bench.

The coolness surprised me at first but the steam from the shower was slowly starting to warm everything up.

I focused my gaze upwards, and attempted to control my breathing. It gave me something to focus on and it calmed me down a little bit.

“Go easy on me, I’m still a little sore from William Control.” I pleaded, once I saw that he was now in the nude just as I was.

A smile popped onto his face, that wasn’t good.

“Just relax, sweetie.” He whispered.

Damn that seductive British accent.

He knelt in between my legs, and teased me by sitting right at my entrance, but yet not moving at all.
“James?” I asked, after a few more seconds of silence.

“You know Bella, you’re right. If you don’t want this right now, I won’t make you.” James said.

What the hell did he just say?

I was shocked into silence for a second until I managed to compose any sort of coherent sentence.

“You’re joking.” I stated.

“No, if you want to stop that’s fine.” James informed me.

“Awesome.” I said.

“Ah, just wait though. That comes with a few catches.” James replied.

Of course.

“Like what?”

“Well if I don’t, then someone else will. Of course it will be unplanned again, or you can get punished.” James informed me.

“You’re totally bullshitting me. Can you just explain the real reason behind all of this?” I asked him.

“Fine. Between us, William, as well as Michael and DJ, it’s beyond obvious that once we get you going you love it. You kind of admit it, but you never ask for it or show us that you aren’t still embarrassed. So knowing you I’m going to take a guess and say you want to continue.” James said.

“I’d prefer to get it done with.” I muttered.

“Awesome, now convince me and tell me you want it.” James instructed.

“James, I want this.” I said.

He scoffed, got up, and walked towards the shower door.

“I guess I’ll just make a call to either Michael, DJ, or William and see who’s available to come down for a punishment.” James told me.

“No, please no.” I pleaded.

“I’m waiting.” He stated, leaning up against the door.

He and I both knew exactly what he wanted to hear. It was so vulgar the thought of giving in and saying it made my skin crawl. Although so did the thought of a punishment by one of those three.

If I imagined he was Chance thought, it wouldn’t be that bad. Well, as long as I could remember to call James, James and not Chance. That would lead to a whole another disaster.

Here goes nothing.

“Just fuck me already.” I demanded.

Oh, that did not sound right coming out of my mouth. Judging by James’ facial expressions and the fact that he was walking back over towards me, he was happy enough with what I’d done, well, said.

“That wasn’t too bad was it?” He whispered.

“No.” I replied, lying quite a bit.

“Good girl. Now you are really our little pet. There’s no more lying or denying anything about what’s going on. You’re now well behaved, and understanding. You’re ours and there’s no way any of us are ever going to let you go.” James told me.

“Are you going to keep talking, or just get this over with?” I asked.

“Sweetie, we still have a long night ahead of us.” James answered me.

As he sheathed his length inside of me, I let out a scream and instantly knew that he wasn’t lying.

I could only hope that this wasn’t going to turn into my stay at Michael and DJ’s.

However lately I’ve been finding myself doing things I promised myself and loved ones that I’d never do.

Funny how things work out.

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