Teach Me - Chapter 5

One of Ben’s eyebrows arched up as he tossed us a disbelieving look. “You had I guess okay sex with her but what do you really know about little Jules? You didn’t even know that she knows me.”

“I know the important things,” Gregg said dismissively.

“I’m of age, single, healthy, and we’re pretty darn good in bed together. What else is there to know?” I added.

Gregg pressed a kiss into my hair obviously pleased with how I had defended him.

“You’re going to build a relationship on that?” Ben asked dubiously.

I shook my head. “We’re not in a relationship. It’s just sex. If there weren’t snow on the ground I probably wouldn’t still be here.”

“Oh I don’t know about that. We could be sleeping again or onto round six or seven by now if you’d stayed in bed.”

I elbowed Gregg to shut him up, knowing I was blushing and grinning like mad.

“Jules, come here please,” Ben said suddenly.

“Did you need something Master Royce? Can I get you something to eat or some more coffee?” I tugged at Gregg’s arms around my waist until he released me.

“No,” Ben said as moved away from Gregg and turned in the direction of the coffee pot. “Just come here please.”

I slowly made the few steps over to Ben.

“Closer,” he bade me. I took two baby steps forward. Ben rolled his eyes and stood up. Without a word and too quick for me to process he closed the few inches between us, one hand on the back of my neck and the other on my naked butt. He’d reached up under the hem of the oversized sweatshirt I had. He covered my surprised mouth with his greedy lips, his tongue pushing its way into my mouth as if searching for a lost piece of gum.

With a muffled shriek I pushed him away and slapped him hard across the face. I then deftly moved back and out of the kitchen knowing better than to be too close to a creative and powerful Dom who had some time ago made me promise to always show him respect.

“Julissa,” Ben called out.

“Yes, Master Royce?” I peered around the brick arch that was the entrance to the kitchen.

“You’ve witnessed enough play scenes and classes to know that what you just did is deserving of a punishment, right?”

Gregg reacted before I could. “What? You kissed her and she didn’t want it so she pushed you away and slapped you. You’re lucky she didn’t react more positively because I’d have no problem slugging the fuck out of you.”

“No, Gregg, he’s right. Some time ago I gave my word to your brother that I would always be respectful towards him.”

“And why did you do that?”

“Because,” I sighed. “Before Chaz could kick me out of the dungeon for good, your brother stood up for me and told Chaz he’d hold himself responsible for how I acted when Chaz wasn’t around.”

Gregg frowned, his face a mask of confusion. “The customers and people who shop and go to classes at that place like the food I make. They like me. It’s good for the business I own with my sister to cater what I can there. I like catering things there. I like being able to sit in on some things. But Chaz wanted to totally ban me.”

“This is when I spoke up for her and said that as long as she gave me her word she would respect and obey me without hesitance, she should be allowed to still cater certain things there.” Ben shrugged. “Chaz can’t be at every thing that happens so we make the times that he is otherwise busy the times when our patrons know food and drinks will be provided for an additional fee of five dollars.”

“So that’s why you dropped to your knees the moment he entered the room,” Gregg said with a smile at me.

“You’re a very interesting woman, Lissie.”

“Thanks. You’re pretty cool yourself, Gregg.” I smiled bashfully at him, still only peeking into the kitchen.

“Anyway,” Ben drawled, “I think we can all agree that Julissa’s actions are deserving of a punishment. But the question is which punishment is right for her?”

“Lissie, do me a favor and go up to my room and wait for me please. Ben and I need to discuss this alone.”

Relieved for the chance to get even further away from Ben I quickly nodded and scurried away in the direction of the steps that led to the third floor.

“And Lissie,” Gregg called after me.

“Yes?” I stopped and turned to look at Gregg who had followed me into the living room.

“If you want to wait for me naked, I wouldn’t complain.” He winked at me, the look mischievous and thrilling.

I wanted to reply with something sassy or mature but the best I could come up with was “O-okay. I’ll be waiting for you.” I groaned softly at that stupid remark and hurried for the steps cursing myself the entire way.