You Will Call Me Master (Ménage, BDSM)

Chapter 18- A Disappearance

You Will Call Me Master

Chapter 18- A Disappearance

A/N-

I know my author notes are normally at the end, and don’t worry, I have one at the end as well.  I wanted to clear up something that has even confused me.  James is Alec’s older brother, and I know that I have kind of written the characters to where Alec seems tougher and older.  I am trying to write these next couple chapters to where James sounds older and stronger.

My next note, I hope you have all seen that this chapter is dedicated to Ladygirl123.  That is because she messaged me with some AMAZING ideas after the last chapter.  She has definitely helped me imagine where this story is going to go, and I don’t have to kill anybody off!!!! 

WARNING- This chapter will have a steamy section…

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I separated myself from James and Alec to finish making dinner, barely able to do simple tasks with all of the cluttered thoughts in my head.  I brought the food out to the table, a smile creeping to my face when I saw that they had already sat down, leaving a chair between them for me.  I sat the food on the table and watched as they both served themselves, James serving me before himself.  The meal was quiet, though the brothers both kept glancing at me, their eyes showing there was something there were not telling me.  I was not going to play their game, to beg them to tell of what they had planned for me tonight.  

Though the suspense was killing me I stood up, collecting the dishes from the table and washing them.  As I expected both Alec and James came in to the kitchen moments after I did.

“You know, Lo, if you ask we will help you.”  

As Alec spoke I was shocked.

“You haven’t called me by that name since we started….”

“I know, since I began teaching you to be my submissive.  I don’t want that shrivel of the girl you were afterwards.  I want the girl that I first met, the girl that I first started training.  Can we go back there?  Before I made a mess of everything?”  

I didn’t even need to think about his questions, I had already gone through all of this in my mind before they had gotten here.

“Alec, I can’t trust after what you did to me.  I invited you here tonight because I want to rebuild my trust toward you, but at the same time I‘m afraid that you will act out again.”

“You don’t need to worry.  I will be here the whole time, and together the three of us are going to fix everything.  Starting with the obscene amount of clothing you are wearing right now.”

“James, I need to get these dishes done first.”

To my surprise he flicked some of the dish water on to my dress, smiling up at me afterwards like boy who had his hand in the cookie jar.

“Look at that, you have water all over your clothes.  We must get you out of them immediately, we would hate for you to catch a cold.”

James lifted me up to where I was sitting on the counter and he began to kiss up and down my neck, causing me to tilt my head back with closed lids.  As I relaxed Alec began to unzip my dress, slipping it off of my arms and leaving it pooled around my hips.  He continued to remove it, shifting me to where he could pull the dress down to where it dropped to the ground, leaving me in just my undergarments in front of these two amazing men.  And yet, I didn’t feel embarrassed or nervous, I felt strong and beautiful.  I took a hold of this feeling, pulling Alec closer to me as I pulled his shirt over his head, running my fingers down his beautifully sculpted chest.  James caught my chin, directing my gaze toward him.  He attacked my lips, distracting me long enough to allow Alec to remove my bra, sliding it off my shoulders and allowing it to join my dress on the floor.  I gasped as He took my breast in his hand, massaging it slowly with his rough and calloused thumb.  Alec picked me up by my waist, causing me to wrap my legs around his hips fro support.  He carried me to the living room where he laid me down on the couch, allowing James to straddle me.  James’ kisses were so different from Alec’s.  Alec was slow, as if he was afraid that if he wasn’t too gentle I would disappear.  James was rough, confident; He knew that no matter how hard he fought I would always fight back. As James was kissing across my collarbone and down my chest I could feel his excitement growing on against my stomach.  I reached down and began to unbutton his jeans, my fingers met by his as he got off of me to remove them.  Alec began to nibble on my ear lobe, causing me to say his name,

“Oh, Alec.”

“What did you just say?”

His voice was deep and rough, sending chills down my spine.  My breath caught in the back of my throat when I realized I had said it out loud, I had said his name out loud.  Though I said it in my head, I never called him by his first name, not since he had started his training.

“I..I.I’m sorryyy Sir.”

“No, that’s not what I want.  I want to hear you say my name.  You make it sound good, you make it sound like I am a good person.”

“You are a good person, but I guess I am just going to have to prove it to you.”

I took charge climbing on top of him, loving the feeling of power I had over him.  He allowed me to take charge, not fighting my tongue, but instead letting me get my way with him.  I broke the kiss only to evaluate him, displeased with his lack of skin showing.  I pulled his shirt up over his shoulders.  Alec broke away for only a minute, re tangling (A/N- I know that word looks funny but I tried putting it all together and my spell check was NOT going to let that happen) his hands into my hair and kissing up the side of my neck, continuing behind my ear.  This was a side of Alec I had never seen, a softer side, and though I loved it I also wanted to see his more familiar side, his strong and slightly controlling side that I had come to love in a way.

“I need you to take charge.  I need you to be the Alec that I first started dating.”

He chuckled, saying,

“Who am I to disappoint a lady?”

He flipped us over, easily take the position of control.  I hadn’t noticed before, but he had removed his pants, leaving only my panties and his boxers between our flesh.  He fixed that, ripping my panties away and slipping out of his own undergarments, looking into my eyes with concern,

“Are you sure you want to do this?”

I had to wake up out of my daze to process his words, so many feelings and sensations running through my body that I could hardly remember my own name, much less compile all of the necessary words to respond to him.

“Never been more sure in my life.”

I felt him position himself at my entrance, vaguely remembering last time, my first time.  My thoughts were clouded as he entered me I didn’t feel pain like before, instead I was met with pleasure, not just from him, but from everything.  Our bodies so close, touching everywhere.  His fingers, like fireworks across my skin.  My hands, lost in his brown locks.  Overall it was too much, I felt as though I was going into sensory overload.  My voice was no longer a part of me, I was saying things, moaning things, that I never thought to say.  I could feel my pleasure building, and I assume Alec was feeling the same thing because his hold on my waist went from a caress to a grasp, as if he was afraid that if he didn’t hold on tight enough I would slip from between his fingers like sand.  My release came first, my entire world shattering into pieces, leaving me just an over stimulated shell of the person I really am.  Alec followed suit, pulling himself out soon after.  He laid down next to me, still keeping his grip on my waist.  I didn’t mind that I was stark naked, in the middle of my living room, with the man that had broken me down to build be back up into what he wanted.  I was happy exactly where I was, though with tired eyes I glanced around, my heavy lids barely opening at all, and I did have one question.  Where did James go?

A/N-

This chapter took me longer than expected, I was watching The Phantom of the Opera and I had to stop writing multiple times to sing along.  To those of you who have seen it, I seriously don’t know why she is so scared of the phantom.  He basically says he loves her and that he wants to make beautiful music with her (wink*wink), then fights to get her the lead role in the opera.  Personally he sounds like my dream guy… Maybe I’m just a horrible judge of people ;P

I would also like to add that I am updating the night before exams…. Mostly because I am procrastinating when it comes to studying for my exams.  Now I just have a couple hours of Chemistry studying to do tonight.

PS- A/N means Author Note…. Just realized I was using an acronym that most of you might not know… My madness is now revealed!