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Breathing heavily, she watched as the yellow liquid ran down his neck and naked chest. Shocked at herself, she looked first at the empty glass and then back at him, eyes widened  in terror. How could she have lost control of herself like that?

She stared at him in horror, frozen, waiting for his reaction. His dark expression looked back at her mercilessly.
    “Wipe. That. Up.” He pointed to his chest and lap.

For a moment she couldn’t breathe, before slowly lowering her head and looking at the streams of beer which were running over the muscles in his torso. She was about to turn around and fetch a washcloth, when he repeated his words again quietly:
    “W ash that up. Now. With your tongue.” His eyes burned through her. “On your knees, right now.”

Her glance darted down to his chest, then back to his eyes. She couldn’t do it, she realised. She just couldn’t. Yes, it aroused her when he gave her that look of his, it aroused her seeing the bulge straining against his jeans, but she couldn’t do this. She couldn’t kneel before him and lick beer off his chest. She wanted it in some strange, unfamiliar way, but this was still too much. She’d thought they would start off more slowly, but in this moment it didn’t feel slow. He was several steps too far ahead for her.  

“I’m sorry,” she whispered. “But I can’t do this.” She straightened up and slowly turned away to leave.

“Come here, Amy,” he said. His tone was gentle, but it still felt like an order.

She stayed where she was as her body yearned to obey and turned back to him.

“Come and sit with me.”

As though hypnotised, she went over and sat down next to him on the black couch. He put an arm around her, her head lowered as she tried to avoid his penetrating gaze. He took her chin in his large hand and turned her face until she had to look him in the eyes.
    “ You researched it on the Internet, and that’s good. You should know you’re not alone, there are lots of people like you. You’re normal. But...you have no idea, baby.” He gave a small smile.
    “ It’s not about getting me beer or being my slave. I only want you to give up control when we sleep together. I know how much you need and how much you can take. Probably better than you do yourself. But that’s only part of our private life, if you want it to be. Everything else is your own life. I don’t want to own you. I want you to be your own indepen dent, strong person who only gives it up when you’re in my arms. That’s what it’s about for me.”

Amy nodded slowly.  

“You’ll always resist me, because you enjoy being punished. Just like I enjoy punishing you. But you can’t resist me if you’re a broken woman. I want you strong and proud. And I will see you submissive.”

A warm flush was spreading through Amy as he spoke. She realised he was saying everything she’d been looking for.
    “ Do you really want it? Will you trust me? If it goes too far, tell me, but you won’t try to simply run away again.”

Amy took a deep breath and made her decision.
    “ Yes, I really want it. I want everything, I want it all.” Her heart was racing as she realised how true the words were as she said them.
    David smiled and pulled her tear-stained face to his, again kissing the tears away softly. Amy felt warm as she felt his breath caressing her cheeks.
    “I want,” he breathed quietly. Yet his voice was still strong and hard. “You to undress. Slowly.” He let go of her face and indicated that she stand up. Amy looked at him for a moment not moving before finally lifting her nervous hands up to the top button on her shirt. She knew there was nothing sexy about being a frightened rabbit, although her frightened expression didn’t seem to worry David. One after the other, she undid the small blue buttons of her shirt, becoming slightly more confident after each one. Her breasts spilled out between the fabric and for a moment she wondered if not