A proposition
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CHAPTER TEN >>>
_LISA’S POV_
"Really, Lisa? You thought they were sexy?" He looked at me, curiously.
"Yes, sir. I thought they were beautiful and sexy." I replied again.
My words sounded silly and strange to my own ears.
Why was I telling him all these things?
“Did you also find them exciting? Arousing in any way? Did you enjoy the feeling of the whip on your body when I placed it on you?” Mr Jackson questioned.
His voice was getting deeper and his eyes were getting darker too.
It was as if there was something hidden within his soul that was trying to get out.
Something sinister and wild.
"Well…uhhh…” My cheeks turned red as I tried so hard to reply.
I turned my head away. I couldn’t continue the conversation. no. It was too embarrassing.
But Mr Jackson grabbed my face and pulled me closer.
"Yes, Lisa. Answer me." He ordered.
"No. I mean yes. Yes, they were exciting. I did enjoy the feeling of the whip on my skin. It was arousing. Very much so." I spoke again.
As soon as I admitted that, I gasped.
Oh Sh!t! Why did I say that? What was wrong with me?
My eyes widen and I covered my mouth.
"Oh. So you liked the feeling of the whip. Is that right, Lisa?"
Mr Jackson chuckled and grinned at me.
"You want to feel it again, don't you, Lisa?" He asked.
I swallowed hard.
“W-What?” I stuttered.
Suddenly I felt Mr Jackson pull away from me and remove his hands.
My body felt cold without his touch. I didn’t want him to stop touching me. I wanted him to keep going. His touch was intoxicating. I was addicted.
But why was he suddenly removing his hands? Was he upset with me? Did I do something wrong?
"Uhh..Mr Jackson. Is everything alright?" I questioned.
"Yes. Everything is fine, Lisa. What made you think otherwise?" He asked.
"Nothing. Nothing. It's just that, you suddenly stopped touching me and you look upset. Is everything alright? Did I say something wrong?"
Mr Jackson chuckled.
"No, Lisa. You haven't done anything wrong. But there's something.” He said.
Then he reached for his towel and untied it.
I watched as the white piece of fabric fell onto the floor, revealing his perfect lower body again.
My eyes widen. I stared at his naked body and swallowed.
This was torture.
Mr Jackson was so damn sexy.
Why was he showing himself to me like this?
It was making me weak and hot.
I didn't want to stare. But I couldn't look away.
He was too perfect. Too perfect to ignore.
Then I heard him speak again.
“Lisa Smith, I have a proposition for you.” He said and took a step closer. His naked body was only inches away from me.
"Uhh…A proposition… What do you mean by that, Mr Jackson?" I asked. My body was shivering and I was getting more and more nervous.
"Oh Lisa. My sweet innocent maid.” He said and stroked my hair.
"You've walked in on me twice today and both times it was a huge mistake. First time was when you went into the private room and saw the chains and the whips and then, the second time was when you came in here and caught me in the bathtub. Both times were accidents. And both times, I could have fired you. But I didn’t.” He told me.
“Y-Yes sir. And I’m so grateful for that. If you hadn’t forgiven me, I would have lost everything. I would have had no where to go. And my mother…my mother needs me. She depends on me. She would have had no one. So I am thankful to you, Mr Jackson. Thank you for…..” I was still speaking when Mr Jackson cut me off. He placed his finger over my lip and shushed me.
"But, I'm not the kind of man who just lets things go. No. Not at all. I'm the kind of man who takes what he wants. And I take it by any means necessary. So, my proposition is simple…..” He whispered.
His voice was deep and seductive.
"W-What is it, Mr Jackson?" I asked, breathlessly.
“Do you want to be pleasured, Lisa?" He asked, his finger moved down to my chin and lifted it up.
His voice was so husky and his eyes were burning with desire.
"W-What do you mean, sir?" I questioned, my body trembling.
"Do you want to be pleasured by me? Do you want to be a good little girl and be one of my private guests?”
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