Revenge, Pt 15: The Decision - Sex Stories

Revenge, Pt 15: The Decision

... her. How could I not have seen this? She'd been through so much pain, so much isolation. Just like me, I realised. She chose to hurt me all those years because she was in pain. If anyone should have noticed that, it was me. And that stuff with her parents... I'd had no idea about any of it. Suddenly her relentless drive and ambition made more sense to me. She was a beautiful girl from a reasonably well-off background; she probably wouldn't have to work for a living, if she didn't want to. But she chose to dedicate all her free time towards a challenging career just so she could be her own person, and not what she thought her mom ended up as. Eventually she calmed down, and sagged exhaustedly against me. "Sir." she said. I was about to answer, but she continued. "Steven. Sir. Steven." She sighed, as if frustrated. I lay back on the bed, about ready to collapse. Her body lay comfortably against mine, and she looked up at me in the low light. "I'm so in love with you." she whispered. "I think that's the hardest part. Despite everything... I love you so much." I kissed her gently. Everything between us was always so difficult, for the both of us. But it seemed we really wanted this. To be together like this. All the bitterness, the nastiness and anger we hid inside ourselves... we could show it to each other. We were the same. She smiled as she pulled away, then shook her head, still wiping away tears. "So... I guess I'm really yours now." she said. My heart leapt, and I smiled ...

... widely. "Is that right?" I asked, teasingly. "Are you mine?" "Yesss." she whispered, "I belong to you." I kissed her on the forehead and lay back. I could've fallen asleep just like that, but there was still more to talk about. It seemed like there always was. "We still have to talk." I sighed, sitting up again. She nodded and pulled away. "Right. This is like... a thing. A relationship." she said. "We need to really talk about what it means, to belong to me." I said. "Ok... where do we start?" "Anywhere you want. What are you thinking about? Or... worried about?" "Well..." she said, "Right now I guess I'm worried about... those pictures you've been taking..." "What about them?" "You said you were going to put them online, and..." she trailed off. "I said that was a joke." I reminded her, "No one's going to see those." "Really?" she asked hopefully I sighed. I'd made yet another fucking mistake. "Jessica, those pictures are private, and the only person other than me that will ever see them is you." I said firmly. She seemed surprised. I had to explain this, it was important. "This doesn't work unless it's what we both want it." I said. "That means that I won't ever threaten you or blackmail you to get you to submit to me." "But what about the punishments?" she said. "You can only be punished if you agree to be punished." I said. "Oh, yeah." she said, as if she'd just remembered. "I guess you do always make me ask for it first. I thought that was just a power thing..." "It's a ...