Ned gently brushes a stray hair from Alexis' cheek. Her breathing is
peaceful as she sleeps, her head resting on his lap. Surely she would
forgive him for slipping her that mickey and wisking her off to paradise.
They both needed the distraction. Something was bothering Alexis, and for
some reason she had doubled the wall around her, determined not to allow
him in. His eyes dart around the beach home and he smiles with contentment,
the waves crashing onto the surf is so relaxing he is tempted to catch a
nap.
Alexis begins to stir, as visions of a nice nap are tossed out of the
window, and new visions fill his head. "Morning beautiful," he croons
softly as she sleepily pulls herself up to a sitting position.

She is dizzy, and cold.. her eyes move down to her body and she lets out a
shreik. "WHERE ARE MY CLOTHES??"

"Clothes?" Ned asks, with a laugh in his voice.

"Yes, designer originals that cover my body. I know I had them on when I
met you at the Grille last night..." Her gaze meets the open window as she
breathes in the smell of salt water. "Where are we?"

"Paradise, but you can call it Bali." He reaches over to cup her chin in
his hand, but she recoils as she attempts to cover her body with a pillow.
"Why the burst of modesty?  You have a beautiful body, you should be proud."

"I don't see you without your clothes on," she hisses, as she attempts to
make since of the situation.

"I need my clothes, I'd look pretty silly picking up take out naked." he muses.

"I demand that my clothes be returned to me and that you take me home to
Port Charles," she hisses angrily, although her request sounds firm, it
doesn't quite meet her eyes as she looks longily at the ocean water.

Ned smiles at her, his dimples creating pools in his cheek. "You aren't in
the position to demand anything, Princess. In fact, you are behaving like a
spoiled child." He practically leers at her as excitement fills his voice.
"Do you know how spoiled children should be dealed with?"

She doesn't answer right away, as she cradles the pillow closer to her
body. She knows the answer he desires, the answer she desires to give, but
she couldn't. It would go against everything she believes in... to allow
him to shred her diginity... but would it really take her diginity away
when she desires it as well. Closing her eyes, she lets out a sigh of
exasperation, she is exhausted. Her energy drained from dealing with
Helena, Stefan and Luke. She is tired of being the pawn in their games...
tired of having to control her every thought, so not to anger anyway. Tired
of fighting for control.... yet her instinct is to fight. Her eyes bore
into Ned's as she
fights the battle that wages in her. The twinkle in his eyes melt her
heart, he wanted to have fun. To take her to paradise as she had dreamed of
going to for so long now. He was right, she is acting as a child. "I didn't
mean to anger you," she replies softly.

Ned shakes his head as he reaches out to her, cupping her chin and running
his finger over her soft lips. "I'm not angry, Alexis. Just disappointed, I
had so many plans for us this weekend."

She can't hide her delight as she repeats with excitement, "Plans?"

"I have neglected your needs, Alexis. You have been screaming for me to
drag you from the ocean of worry and self doubt, to take control of our
relationship, to give you stability." He strokes her hair as she stares at
him, unable to speak. "I'm right, aren't I?  I have neglected to notice
what has been here all along, you have been raised to serve. To please
others, yet you recieve nothing for your efforts. What if I could offer you
pleasures beyond your wildest dreams?  The only price you'd have to pay is
giving in to your desires and allowing me to help you."

She nods, as her eyes glimmer with hope. "Help me," she whispers, as if in
a trance. His words washing over her.

"Toss the pillow on the floor in front of me," he replies crisply.

She obeys and waits for him to speak. "Kneel, resting your knees on the
pillow, keep your hands on your sides."

She blushes as she assumes the position that he desires. His eyes fall on a
stray feather sticking out of the pillow, his hands pull it free. Twisting
the feather in his hands, his eyes roam over her body, taking in her
beauty. Her firm breasts inviting him to suck and squeeze them. Her slender
curves, her perfectly shaved vagina. Everything about her perfect, yet
craving his directions. He runs the feather over her right breast, making
circular motions, covering her entire area until he reaches her nipple. She
sits motionless, allowing him to tease her body. Her nipple becomes
painfully erect as the feather flicks quickly over it. She fights to
maintain control, but a soft gasp escapes between her lips.

Ned continues to allow the feather to roam over her body, flicking her
other breast, her stomach, teasing her thighs. She feels her skin tingle
from the soft brush of the feather as he slowly flicks her labia. Her eyes
close as he teases her cunt with the soft feather, her body craving his
touch, his flesh against her own. Ned can't believe her obediance, he
silently chastises himself for not seeing her potential before this.
Tossing the feather aside, he rises from the sofa. "Follow me, Alexis."

She starts to rise, but a withering look from him, brings her back to her
knees as she crawls behind him. He walks into the bedroom suite and sits on
the edge of the bed. "You have done very well, my love." He praises softly,
enjoying the look of pride that falls across her face. "There has been
something that I've wanted to do you since the first moment we verbally
exchanged jarbs."

She looks up at him and smiles. "Make love to me?" she asks hopefully.

He grins ruefully. "I wanted to do that the first moment I laid eyes on
you, no Lexi, I wanted to turn you over my knee and spank your beautiful
bum until it blazed with my markings. Until you were twisting across my
knees, begging me to release you. The more time I spend with you, the more
convinced I am that you also would enjoy such an act."

She blushes as she shakes her head. "You are absurd, the mere thought of it
disgusts me, you are a barbarian."

He chuckles as he pats his lap. "I see you are being kind enough to
encourage me. Across my lap, darling, I want to see your pretty ass raised
and waiting for my touch."

She rises and heads to the door. "This has gone on long enough. I indulged
your little fantasy of s and m, but I will not drape myself over you so
that you can spank me." Before she is able to make it out, he has her
easily tossed over his shoulder as she kicks at him. "Let me down," she
screams.

He walks out of the room heading to the front door. "I had planned on a
simple little smacking to warm things up between us, but since you desire a
barbarian, I will give you one. Would you like me to make tarzan sounds?"
He carefully exits the home and walks out to the sandy beach. She continues
to kick at him as he approaches a patch of large rocks. He sets her down as
she glares at him. "Run if you want, but the nearest home is two miles away
and you are naked." He takes a seat on the rocks and holds his hand out to
her. "Ready?"

"Ned, you can't be serious," she says softly, realizing her fate is sealed
and angry that it excites her.

"Come on, Lexi, I want to take a swim and you are wasting precious
daylight. Across my knees and let's get it over with," he says with a smile
as she takes his hand. Positioning her over his lap, he feels his erection
rise as he studies her beautiful, creamy ass. "God, this is better than my
fantasies." His hand massags her cheeks as she tries to focus on the rocks,
anything, but his hand preparing her bottom for a spanking. She feels so
utterly out of control that she trembles, yet somehow she feels almost free.

Ned pinches her right cheek and scolds lightly. "Such a high strung little
vixen. You've been asking for this for so long now." He begins to slap her
buttocks, alternating right to left as she closes her eyes, waiting for it
to end. His hand is firm and hard as he applies careful overlapping swats
to her quivering backside. Once the entire area has been covered, he stops,
as she looks up at him with shock at how quickly it ended. "No no, sweety,
that was just a warm up." His hand moves between her thighs, as she
blushes. "You seem to be enjoying this much more than you claim." He teases
as he rubs her wet clit with his index finger, enjoying the sight of her
hips twisting to meet his touch. As she nears orgasm, he pulls his finger
out.

"Ned... please," she moans, her pussy throbbing and begging for release.

He ignores her pleas as he takes off his sandal and rubs it across her
backside. "Take a deep breath, beautiful." He brings the sandal down
sharply across her buttocks as she kicks her legs in protest. Without
waiting, he begins to cover her pink ass with stinging swats of the shoe,
careful to pay attention to her lower buttocks and occasionally hitting her
inner thighs when she kicks to hard. He only slows when he hears a change
in her breathing, he stops for a moment and tilts her tear stained face to
him. "Want me to stop?"

She shakes her head and raises her bottom to him, waving it, begging him to
finish what he started. He gives her five more blistering swats before
dropping the shoe and pulling her into his arms. She hugs him tightly,
allowing herself to give in to the tears that have been buried for so long.
He rocks with her, whispering comforting words, stroking her hair, until
she finally pulls away. Her eyes are hungry as she reaches up to him and
pulls his lips to her own, kissing him passionately. Their tongues eagerly
explore each other as she reaches down and pulls his shorts and boxers
down. She pushes him down on to the rocks, and straddles his throbbing
prick, taking him deep with the first thrust. Gripping on to his shoulders,
she bounces up and down on his long, thick shaft, her stinging buttocks
slapping against his thighs, mixing a soft burning sensation with the
pleasure that flows over her body.

Ned keeps his hands firmly on her hips, helping her to maintain balance as
she rides him wildly, his mouth suckling on her breasts like an infant
wanting food. He practically growls as she runs her nails down his chest as
her orgasm begins to take over her sweating body. He explodes into her, as
she screams his name over and over again. Milking him dry with her tight
pussy, she falls wearily on top of him, as he strokes her back. They pant
silently together for a few minutes, neither able to express what they
feel. She pulls herself up, and smiles at him wryly. "How about that swim?"