Chapter 5

Author's POV

“That was creepy.” Sammy’s voice made her look at her.

Natalie unfolded the paper and found the address. He wants her to meet at “Control”? How does he know she likes it there? What else does he know about her?

The questions were too many and she looked at Sammy who looked equally flabbergasted.

“Do you know that guy?” Sammy asked.

“No. I would remember a face like that.” Yes, he was handsome. More than handsome. Coming from money, Natalie knew that the suit was not cheap at all. And his shoes? They weren’t shoes which were used to walking much. They were only made to ride around the town in a car.

“You are not thinking about meeting him, are you?” Sammy asked, knowing full well that Natalie was intrigued and she would find out what he was doing here and what does he want.

“He didn’t look like an ex serial killer, right?” Natalie ended up asking, confirming Sammy’s fears.

“No, but he can still be dangerous.” Sammy gave the part of her “be safe” speech.

“But he can’t do anything to me at “Control”. And he wants to talk and I need answers.” Natalie argued. Sammy thrust the heel of her palm on her temple and cursed under her breath.

“That’s what he wants you to do. Why do you have to meet him? He is a stranger, in case you haven’t noticed, girl.” Sammy had taken this responsibility on her own to keep her friend safe who liked to play with fire.

“To see what he wants. And if he proposes anything weird, I will have the chance to slap him in the face. Or better, I can kick his ass, or use a butt plug, to torture him until he screams.” Natalie laughed maniacally.

“And what will happen after that?” Sammy crossed her hands, looking at Natalie with narrowed eyes.

Natalie smiled sweetly. “Nothing. I just want to blow off some steam. Let’s see if I get the chance to do it with a hottie.”

Sammy dropped Natalie home who was making weird scenarios in her head how he had come to know about her. All the way, Sammy was trying to put some sense into her friend’s mind, but it was worthless.

It was not the excitement of meeting him, but to ask him questions such as how did he find her at the college. Is he some sort of stalker? Questions were plaguing her mind and she knew that only he could answer them.

Natalie studied for a while and then dressed to go to the “Control”.

When she reached there, he was seated at the bar, talking to one of the guys. When Theo saw her, a faint smile appeared on his face and Natalie thought that he looked handsome when he smiled.

When Theo saw her entering the bar, he heaved a sigh. He had played perfectly and left her hanging and he was sure that she will come. A smile crept up on his lips when the fruit dropped in his lap.

Natalie saw him crossing the space and coming to her. “Happy to see you here. Follow me.” His tone was so businesslike. He was dressed in the immaculate suit he was wearing in the afternoon, except there was no tie and two of his buttons were undone.  Natalie felt overdressed as she was wearing a camisole, with a jeans, boots and a jacket. Her usual attire. His behavior was odd. He didn’t even say or hello, but expected her to follow him. Man! He is rude, she thought.  

Theo wanted to spank her ass right there for wearing such perfect jeans. They showed off her plump rear perfectly. He so wanted to squeeze her. “Control, Theo.” He mumbled to himself.

He secured them a secluded sofa in the large open space, and they sat down.

“I am Theodore.” He spoke, knowing that he won’t be revealing any more than that.

“Who are you? How did you know about me? How did you reach my college? Why did you ask me to come here?”

All her questions were out at once and he was looking at her with amusement dancing in his eyes. So, curiosity brought the cat here, he thought but suppressed his smile.

“I am Theodore but what’s relevant for you is that I am a Dominant.”

“Yeah, you told me you are Theodore. And I have no idea why you told me that dominant bit. But, apparently, what I can figure out is that we don’t know each other and yet you had the trouble of standing outside my college to seek me out?” Her mind was whirling. Maybe Sammy was right. This guy is screwed.

Theo knew that he will have to play smartly.

“I know about your sexual interests. They are similar to mine. The only difference is that until now, you and I both have been in the same role.” There was a sparkle in his eyes as he said so.

Natalie reddened. Malcolm had introduced Justin and Natalie to this place and since then Justin and Natalie had some great time here. Whether it was a threesome, or anything else, they had enjoyed.

Theodore leaned sensing her discomfort and spoke. “We have similar interests, Natalie. Can I call you Natalie? I don’t need to know your full name. I don’t want to go past that.” He really had no intention to do so, because her file told him more than he needed to know. He could bet that if he had asked his PI to find out the color of her underwear that day, he would have.

He was not too bossy, but his demeanour was dangerously sexy and intimidating. She merely nodded when he said he wanted to call her Natalie.

“As I was saying that I have some very singular tastes, and so do you. I am a dominant. And I want you as my submissive.” He delivered every line with perfection. She will freak out, he was sure of it.

Natalie heard him, loud and clear, and then she burst into laughing. She laughed hard, not making any effort to hide her unladylike laugh behind her palm or anything. But when she looked at his face, he was damn serious.

He wanted to ask her what’s so funny about that, but he controlled himself. She was laughing so freely that he didn’t want to disrupt it.

“You are kidding, right?” She asked him, when the laugh subsided.

“No.” His face was serious.

Natalie cleared her throat and then spoke, “Let me tell you., Theodore, or whatever your real name is because I am not sure you are being entirely honest with me. You are screwed, And I am no submissive. I don’t have a fucking submissive bone in my damn body. You chose the wrong girl.”

He pulled out his wallet, took out his driver’s license and while hiding his last name, he held the license before her eyes and then put it away.

“Lying to get women in bed is not my style, Natalie. But let’s forget about it for a minute. You like to be in control, don’t you?” He asked while swirling his drink in the glass.

“Yes, I am more of a dominant.” She was still thinking about his driver’s license and if he was really so desperate as to made her believe him.

“Have you ever relinquished control?” The way he was saying it all made her insides tingle.

He shifted just a bit and leaned in. His eyes were chocolate and his lips were set in a thin line. He was peering down at her, and Natalie who was always witty with her replies, gulped hard. What is happening to me? She asked herself. Her eyes involuntarily fell to his lips and she had this unrecognizable urge to touch them, or better, kiss them. How would they feel like on her skin was her mere thought.

Theo was a dominant and could read body language well. Right now, she was nervous but trying to put up a brave, unaffected façade. He knew he will have to use his skills.

“Close your eyes, Natalie.” He urged and she found herself doing his bidding. There was an inherent command in his voice and there was no way she couldn’t obey him. She was hypnotized by his lips and the way her name rolled out of his tongue and his lips.  His breath fanned her ear as he spoke, “Imagine you are hot, turned on, and waiting to be touched. Your pussy is dripping and you are waiting for something to create the merest friction. You are blindfolded, you don’t know where I am, or what is going in my mind. You are anticipating a flogger on your tits, or a slap on your dripping pussy, yet a whip lands on your backside, and leaves you tingling. You are waiting for another but that instant you feel my fingers rolling your nipple. And you sigh.” A gasp left Natalie’s mouth and she ended up opening her eyes. Her breathing was shallow and his face was too close to hers.  Their eyes remain locked with each others’.   

Theo had already sensed the change in her breathing. She was pressing her thighs, and he was sure that if there had been good lighting, he could see her hardened nipples.

She saw how his eyes were sparkling.

“Yes, I have never relinquished control. But I definitely don’t want to do that with you.” She was surprised her voice was intact.

“I will pay you.” It was the last thing he could offer her. The bubble was broken with these words.

“What the hell do you think I am?” She gritted her teeth, feeling insulted.

“Don’t feel insulted. I am not paying you to sleep with me. It’s pleasure for pleasure. I am a businessman, and I intend to make a fair deal. I want you and you want money.”

She narrowed her eyes at him as if asking how did he know that.

“Don’t tell me you don’t want money.” He asked, knowing full well that her father was a jerk and was asking her to return the money he had spent on her education. Eric Fucking Greene is extorting money from his own daughter because his company is going down. It was part of a deal. Either she pays him back the few hundred thousand dollars he had spent or she marries the guy he had chosen. Both of Eric’s benefit.

“How can you say that?” She crossed her hands, a sign of being defensive.

“Come on, you are a college student. You are not exactly swimming in the loads of cash. You don’t even have a car.”

Fair point, she thought. But it still doesn’t mean that she would sleep with him.

“Look you are a stranger, and I don’t wanna sleep with one.”

“How many people do you know at this place?” He looked her straight in the eyes, taking a large gulp from his glass. Now, her feathers were thoroughly ruffled.

“And how many of these people have ever paid you? Besides, you are never going to sleep with me. I will fuck you. Raw, rough, wild. I will derive pleasure from your body and you will do the same with mine.” He stood up and towered over her. The ultimate intimidation skills.

Natalie gulped hard as his body was so close to hers. Their fingers were touching, and so were her breasts as he leaned over her. “I want you, Natalie. I want you so bad. You name the price, and I will give you that.”

Natalie saw raw sincerity in his eyes but common sense prevailed. She didn’t know him.

Theodore knew that the more he will talk to her, the more it will get messy. He pulled out his card from his breast pocket, showing off his expensive watch, so she has no doubt about him being capable of paying her, and handed it to her.

“Think about it and come to see me this Friday at 8:00. I will have the contract ready.”

With that, Theodore left, leaving Natalie stand alone and taking deep breaths.