Erotica and Smut: Oneshots

Taught to Surrender

"Come to me, Kitten," my master commands. He sits on the edge of the king bed with black sheets. His finger points down, indicating where he wants me on my knees. I slowly slide my feet in front one another, frightened about what is to come: my punishment.

Why did I have to excite him? I'm not ready. I can't even tell him I'm still innocent. Before now, the closest I came to sex was my boyfriend kissing my cheek. Oh shit. Oh shit. OH. SHIT. My boyfriend. But... my Master. I like my boyfriend, I think. But, Master he is different from my boyfriend. My Master will correct me when I'm naughty. Master will ensure I'm being his good girl.

I'm ready. Oh God, I hope this doesn't hurt. Oh God, this is a sin, but it's a sin how good he looks in a suit and tie. No! I did not just think that! I am a good girl. I'll be a good girl for him. Oh my god!No! I can't think that way. But he makes me want to try things...

I bite my lip, not daring to look in master's eyes. I stare at the floor as I get on my knees. How did it come to this?

1 Hour Earlier

"Babe, you know I want to be with you on Christmas, but I have anxiety and I can't be around a bunch of people. I don't understand why we can't just go to my brother's house for the Holiday."

"Zach, every time I see your brother, he hits on me. He thinks it's a game and I'm the prize! I am no one's property." Tears well up in my eyes. Why doesn't he understand?

"You say that but I haven't seen him flirt with you. You also said he was checking you out. I don't believe it! He is my brother." I scowl at him. "I love you," he says before we get into an argument about his trust issues. His eighteen year old brother is just two years older than us, but he is a perv and I pretty sure he is also a rapist.

"No you don't," I reply honestly. He gives me a sad smile, knowing I'm right. He kisses my cheek and drives away in his brother's blue mustang.

I turn towards the house to find my best friend smiling at me. Her eye look to me as if I'm a puppy. "Come on," Jules calls to me. I run, immediately following command. We walk inside and we speak to her brother.

Her brother, Jake, introduced me to the sexiest man my eyes have beheld. With the exception of Channing Tatum. "Hello." He holds his hand out. His voice is dominating and his posture straight. and shake slowly. My eyes can hardly meet his beautiful stare. I would reply to his greeting but I can hardly breathe, let alone speak. His suit is shows his built body and large muscles. Whooooh, I feel an urge to fan myself, but I resist.

I smile at the ground and practically hide behind Jules. She sees the blush I try hide. "He's cute," she whispers so lowly that I can hardly hear. I simply nod.

I match her volume and ask who he is.

"He is Jake's best friend. His name is..."

He deep voice interrupts, "My name is Taylor, Benjamin Taylor. You can call me Ben."

My eyes go wide as I silently ask Jas if he heard us. She shrugs, her shock different from mine. She is astonished by his hearing and she clearly wants to know what other surprises he holds. I am worried he saw me agree with his handsomeness. Her eyes meet his in a challenge; whereas, mine admire his features though the corner of my eye.

Ben's POV

"Works been so crazy, lately. I rarely even have time to take off my suit before I pass out on my bed." I agree with a nod. "Here come Jules and Violet. You already know Jules' personality, for the most part. Violet is completely the opposite. Violet is really shy. You have to be patient with her." I don't catch that last part until I see the longing in his blue eyes.