Mizuyuki's Point Of View
I felt a fleeting pang in my chest after sending Todd away, but if everything in that contract was something already located in this estate, then there was absolutely no way I could remain calm with Todd outside the door.
I slowly shut the door, still hesitant to turn and face the man I had basically signed my body over to. In the end however, I didn't need to. I suddenly felt the air around me stir, and before I could assess the situation, a hand came to rest beside my face on the door.
I let out a quiet yelp, and turned to face the man of the hour. When our eyes locked, my body shuddered involuntarily. There was so much lust held in his eyes, I had to wonder if I was seeing things.
"So, what's the verdict? Will you spend the night with me?" Stephen asked, looking entirely like a kid on Christmas.
"Yes... Todd will be outside in the car. He will take me home when I wish to leave." I replied, not really knowing where to look. Then, glancing down, I noticed he still had the contract tightly gripped in his left hand.
"Hmmm? So, I just need to make sure you never want to leave, is that right?" He asked with a playful smirk.
But while his smirk seemed playful, his eyes said he intended to try. I nervously took a step back, realizing too late that the door was still behind me, and I could go no further with Stephen's right hand against it.
Pushed flush against the door, we stood there for what seemed like an eternity. Until Stephen said something that made my face heat up like a maiden on her honeymoon.
"Candy, huh? That's a cute safeword. Definitely plays to your pure S&M innocence." Stephen chuckled, bringing his right hand down to caress my left cheek.
Then, it ventured further down to my arm, before finally interlocking our fingers.
"Come." He said, taking me deeper into his office after setting the contract on his desk.
He led me through the door he had disappeared through earlier, and it led into a study of sorts.
Outside of that room, we entered another hallway. The air was noticeably cooler the further we walked.
Then, we stopped in front of a large set of double doors. They were cushioned in thick red and black velvet, with a heavy metal for the bolted hinges and handles. I swallowed audibly while looking up at the imposing door.
'Seriously? Nothing but a room labeled as a dungeon, could be behind a door this ominously intimidating!'
Stephen, never letting go of my hand for a second, pushed open the left door and then the right. A frigid air carrying the scent of antiseptic cleaner, assaulted my nose and body.
'Honestly, if I didn't know any better, I'd think he was a damn serial killer... Because what the actual fuck is this!?'
Stephen moved behind me, taking me by the shoulders, and moving me inside.
My body was indescribably tense as I looked around, taking in the complete sight of the room. I realized a little too late, that it was a large wash room of sorts. There was a large bathtub, big enough to comfortably fit 2 or 3 people.
A shower and detachable hose set was affixed to the right wall, and a large drain was positioned in the center of the all black tiled floor. The white tiled wall contrasted hard with the black shiny floor. The large grated drain in the middle of the floor, was the most ominous thing in the room.
I heard the doors close with a soft thud behind me, and immediately turned to face them. Stephen was looking like a GQ model, going for the shy pose. Like he knew what the room looked like, but at the same time didn't want to readily tell me why it existed.
I slowly backed away from him, not really knowing what to think anymore. I was essentially trapped in a cage with a hungry feral tiger.
The cold air pricked my skin, if I was tipsy before I got to this room, the air and this situation had made me stone cold sober, to an almost nauseating degree.
Stephen made no attempt to move, like he wanted me to acclimate myself to my surroundings all on my own. Meanwhile, my heart was racing a mile a minute, and my brain was going into overtime contemplating every horrifying 'what if' scenario.
Eventually, Stephen broke the silence, "Over there to the left, behind that curtain, is a sink and toilet. The door on the right, leads into the 'Playroom'. Feel free to walk around, I won't move from this spot until you're ready." He said, holding his hands up in surrender.
I couldn't help but wander around in curiosity. Upon closer inspection, I clearly noticed a lot of metal loops welded into the walls, floors, and ceiling.
Suddenly the phrase, 'Suspension Play' took on a whole new meaning. If I was seeing things correctly, then this tiled room looked more like a place to handle messier night time play.
I could only lick my dry lips, while moving further into the room, carefully glancing back to check that Stephen hadn't moved like he promised.
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Stephen's Point Of View
Stephen watched as Mizuyuki wondered around the room. He didn't want to move from the door, for fear he would immediately lose control, and scare him away.
It wasn't lost on him that upon seeing the room, Mizuyuki had looked at him like he had bodies buried in the back yard. He couldn't deny what the room looked like, but he also thought going into detail about its actual purpose would frighten him even more.
Mizu was walking around like a nervous kitten in a 'Big Cat' enclosure. It really was adorable, however, it was also extremely arousing. He could feel his blood starting to rush. It didn't help that he would occasionally glance back at him during the process.
The glance was most likely done out of instinctual habit, but the look in his eyes whenever he inevitably thought of the scenario the tools around the room invoked, set his blood on fire. Stephen could see the subtle rosy tint appearing on his neck.
The bulge in his pants was subtly growing, and soon it would become impossible for him to hide his arousal. Stephen put his hands in his pockets to buy some time. The abrupt movement startled Mizuyuki, who quickly glanced over at him in bemusement.
"Thought it would be easier for you to trust me, with my hands incapacitated and all." Stephen said, with an innocent look on his face. Another half truth. He did want him to trust him more, but his growing erection would shatter that chance.
"Ok... Well, um... I think I've looked at everything here, and I sorta get the jist of what takes place here. What... U-Uh... Um, what next?" Mizuyuki stammered out.
"Well, next we will talk about what is expected of each other inside the roles we have. As my Sub, when you are within this red room, you will obey my every word. If I ever ask you to do something that you are uncomfortable with, or otherwise causes you no pleasure and only pain, you are to use your safeword, and I will stop immediately. Do you understand?"
Mizuyuki, looking at his feet, nodded his head slightly. Stephen wanted to take that admission and move on, but he needed Mizu to understand how serious this all was, and could definitely get.
"When I address you in this room, you will look me in the eyes, and reply verbally every time." Stephen said, in a serious tone that echoed around the room. He noticed Mizuyuki shudder, and then slowly raised his head.
"I... I understand." He replied, in a shaky voice with firm eyes.
"As your Dom, I will respect your comfort, and physical health at any time, until specified not to. By you of course. I will also handle any and all before and after care that you will need, while you are my Sub. If there is anything you are unsure of, or any curious questions you may have, I will answer them for you. However, always listen to me, and the full explanation. I will not repeat myself... Ever."
There was a brief silence that blanketed the room, like a calm morning after a snow storm. Then, realization began to bloom on Mizuyuki's face as he processed all of my words.
"B-Before care? You m-mean... that t-thing? The e-enemas?" Mizuyuki said, his face growing more and more red.
All the talking had been done. It was now finally time for action.
"Yes. Exactly... Strip." Stephen said, in a voice that brokered no argument.
"U-Um.... What!?" Mizuyuki asked, jaw dropped.