Kyle
I was happy when I got that text from Nyla telling me that she accepts my offer, that she will be my sex slave. I must say that that length of time that I had waited was agonizing. I knew that it would have taken time for her to think about it, but I never knew that she would’ve taken the entire month. I would have given her a week or perhaps two to think about it, but I didn’t want her to think that I was desperate even though I was. I had tried to meet up with her so we could hang out, but she didn’t reply to any of my messages.
I was so desperate to remind her in case she didn’t, that I had texted her in the morning to remind her, but I had greeted her good morning first to be polite before I told her that today was the last day for her to accept the offer. I didn’t want to just up and remember her like that. When I saw that she didn’t reply, I got worried that she wouldn’t accept my proposal.
I was in a meeting when my mind ran on her and thoughts of her not responding had gotten my heart beating erratically and my mind thinking about a million things that I could possibly do or say to make her accept the proposal, so she could stay in my life but it all came to a dead end. After leaving work, I went home, then straight to my room and then the bathroom where I took a shower. Getting dressed in only gray sweatpants, I went to check my phone to see if she had texted me back but there still wasn’t any response from her. Maybe she’s busy, I thought.
I had taken a nap, cooked, ate, then went to do some work in my office. Checking my phone once more a couple of hours after, I saw it was fifty minutes past ten and there still wasn’t any text from her. She couldn’t possibly be so busy- up until now. Could she?
I was in the entertainment room when I picked up my phone to check it for the third time today. I saw that it was eleven fifty–nine, one minute to the hour of twelve and I still haven’t gotten a text from her. If she doesn’t accept the offer now, it will be terminated. All hope was lost for me. I had given up anticipating her text, but then I had gotten that familiar beep, the one that signals that you have received a text on your phone. I had suddenly got all emotional, with a lot of emotions and thoughts running through my mind, I felt like a confused teen.
What if it isn’t her or worse, what if it’s actually her and her answer is no, what will I do then. Calming down my nerves, I gathered the courage to open it while praying for the best. My prayers were answered when I saw what she wrote: “yes, I will be your sex slave.”
Responding within seconds of reading, I wrote back, “just in the nick of time” to keep it professional, but on the inside, I was actually feeling very happy.
Aren't I the luckiest man ever? Now that's done and over with, I needed to get her a copy of the contract that will have the terms and agreement on how our relationship would play out, so she could read it over then tell me what she doesn’t feel comfortable with, so we can discuss it and then compromise.
Going to my office, I placed my hand under my office chair and took off the key that was plastered underneath. I had put it there to keep it hidden. It opens the drawer that I kept close. This drawer contains the contract regarding women being my sex slave, I had to keep it close to keep out unwanted eyes. Taking out one, I closed back the drawer and walked down to the garage where I put the contact in the glove compartment of my car so I don’t forget it.
Walking into my room, my eyes landed on one of the books Nyla was reading while she was here. Walking up closer, I picked it up and saw that it was one of the books from my library titled “Controlling Her Every Pleasure.” This book was one of my favorites, as it tells the story of a woman and a man exploring new things in their sexual relationship that had died after she had a baby. It also showcases exactly what I do. I dominate women, but only in bed. I like to have control over their sexual needs, telling them what to do and when to come.
This shows that Nyla was busy, learning new things, I hope that she behaves like the wife that is found within the book, by giving me the uttermost control so I can take her on a wild ride.
Smiling to myself, I got ready for bed and as soon as my head fell on the pillow, I fell asleep immediately and my dreams wandered off to the beauty that will soon be mine. In the dream, we were acting out a particular scene, one of my favorites that was found within the book. I was laying on my back in bed and Nyla was on top of me, riding me like the perfect cowgirl. With her moans rising, creating perfect music to my ears before I lifted her and placed her to sit on my face where I was sucking on her clit. Her entire body was wiggling because she was trying desperately to get out of my grasp. Her juices then came flooding into my mouth quenching my thirst before I lifted her off of me and started to fuck the daylight out of her on the bed, then the floor, and then on the table. I was insatiable, I couldn’t stop having my way with her in my dreams.
I was on the verge of climaxing when a sudden blare came out of nowhere interrupting my sleep. What the hell is that noise? I asked out loud. Opening my eyes, I saw that it was my phone ringing. Taking it up from the nightstand, I saw that it was two am and that it was Nyla calling me.
“Hello Nyla, what are you doing up so late. Is something wrong?” I asked groggily.
Kyle, I'm so sorry for waking you up but I was bored and lonely and I needed someone to talk to. Could you come over?” She begged seductively, her soft voice causing my dick to rise higher, straining to burst through my underwear and sweatpants.
Sighing in frustration, I wonder what exactly was Nyla doing to me. First the dream, then now her voice, all of which had caused me to have blue balls within seconds.
My dick was stiff as hell and was hurting very badly and I desperately needed some release. Looking down at the phone in my hand, I realized that she was still on the line.
“Umm, okay, sure I will be there in twenty minutes. Give me your address.”
“12 Emler Road. New York.”
“Thank you,” I replied before hanging up.
Getting up, I headed straight for the bathroom where I washed my face to get the sleep out of my eyes. Looking down at my cock, I saw it was still hard. Like really, can't you go down? I don't want her to see me like this and think very bad of me, I said.
Taking my dick out of my underwear, I tried to jerk off in hopes that I could ejaculate before I go to her house, but images of her just kept flashing in my mind. How her pussy had gripped my dick, her taste. It was too much and it had caused my dick to get harder and bigger causing it to hurt even worse.
“Fuck, go down,” I cursed out.
Jerking off wasn't doing any justice. If I go to her house like this she would think am being a complete sex-crazed maniac, and I didn't want that impression to be embedded in her mind. But on the other hand, that’s the image that I might have painted when I gave her the contract and she might feel sorry for me, and ease my pain by having sex with me.
Agreeing with the latter that I was going with my dick fully erect, I exited the bathroom and went inside my room where I took up my car keys from the nightstand and practically ran out of the room.
Going inside the garage, I opened the garage door before I got inside my car and drove out. Coming to a complete stop a few meters from the door, I got outside of my car and closed the garage door before I got back inside my car. Starting it, I sped out of my driveway and I didn’t stop speeding until I had arrived at her house. Exiting the car, I walked up to her door and knocked.
Opening the door was Nyla dressed in sexy white lace lingerie posing sexily.
Grabbing me, she attacked my lips before seductively whispering “It’s my turn to dominate.” When she said those words, it had caused my dick to start throbbing, her voice was sending off shock waves inside my body. My dick was now harder than a rock, and I desperately needed to seek the warmth of her hot box.
Breaking away from the kiss, she grabbed my hand and led me to the living room where she roughly pushed me on the couch before straddling me. Her pussy was right on my cock, which was now pressing into her center. Kissing me, she eased off my member before unbuckling my pants and pushing her hand in my Underwear rubbing my cock gently. My cock was now throbbing at an irregular beat and leaking pre-cum.
Throwing back my head on the couch, I let out a throaty groan, enjoying the feeling I was experiencing. But that was before she had taken her hand off my dick. I was about to protest when I saw her ripping the lingerie off her body, and her perky breast jumping mere inches from my mouth. Coming off me, she went on her knees and I anticipated what was to come. Wrapping her hands back on my cock, she stroked it before placing her warm mouth over it, making it touch the back of her throat. Sighing in content, I enjoyed the pleasure I was feeling.
NylaLying in bed restless because of the coffee I had drunk, I decided I should call Kyle and let him come over. I have been horny and sexually frustrated. It had been a month since we last had sex, and Kyle had definitely given me something to remember and miss. Picking up my phone, I noticed that it was two ‘ o’clock in the morning.Should I call him? I asked myself. I didn’t want to disturb him out of his sleep, but I was craving his touch. I have been stressed out lately and the best stress reliever I could think of at this moment is sex. Dialling his number, I heard the phone ring three times before his deep voice came over the phone causing my body to slightly shiver in delight.“Hello, Nyla, what are you doing up so late?” He asked me in a grog
KyleI could see that Nyla wanted her time to shine by dominating me when we were having sex last night. It was weird actually because I never allowed any of the women I had had sex with dominate me in bed. It makes me feel vulnerable, so I was a bit skeptical. Eventually, I had given up and given her total control, and I was surprised she knew exactly what she wanted and what she was doing, and I was definitely not disappointed by her actions. Sitting up in bed, I could hear her snoring lightly. Looking at her, I could see that she had a small smile on her face and her hair was messy and all over. Moving some of her hair that had fallen on her face, I stared at her beauty that was so breathtaking.Quietly easing out of bed, I walked to the bathroom where I took a quick shower. Redressing in the clothes that I had on the previous night before, I walked down the hall. Openin
NylaI woke up feeling nauseous and to a sleeping Kyle, whose hand was wrapped tightly around my waist spooning me. Smiling to myself, I quietly got up so that I wouldn't wake him. Picking up my phone from the nightstand, I saw that there were two texts from my best friends Kate and Kayla.They had each sent a message in our group chat, saying that we should meet up at Joe's bar in an hour. Shooting back a quick text I replied, “sure, see you in an hour. I have news.”Placing the phone back on the nightstand, I walked to the bathroom where I stripped out of my clothes and stepped into the shower. Turning it on, I placed my hand under the water to test the temperature. Seeing that it was warm, I went under and allowed it to run over my body. While the water cascades down my body, I began to mentally think about
NylaLooking at the clear blue test I had in my hand, I saw the words pregnant printed on the screen. Sighing, I close the toilet lid and sat on it; with my face buried in my hands, I started crying my eyes out. What was I going to do? I’m twenty-four years old and pregnant and the person whom I’m pregnant by doesn’t even know and I’m scared to tell him. I’m afraid of what he might say. Hearing a knock at the door, I heard one of my co-workers’ voices asking if I was okay because I have been in there for quite some time now.“I'm okay,” I shouted back before I quickly exited the stall and went to wash my hands and my face. Placing the test in my bag, I quickly exited the bathroom and went straight to my office to get some work done. I was ga
KyleAfter the big blow-up with Nyla and my mom and sister barging in on us, she had left after greeting them. I was upset with myself, I know what I had said to her was wrong. I was being unfair to her and I knew she was right. I was the one who threw caution to the wind and didn't protect myself and her from what we knew was about to come when having unprotected sex, but I couldn't admit it to her, my ego wouldn't let me. My mom and sister were curious as to who she was and why we were arguing and Nyla was about to tell them that she was my sex slave–well not technically as yet since she didn’t sign the contract.I had to cut her off before she could utter it out of her mouth. I had told them that Nyla was my girlfriend. When I said those words, I saw that she turned in my direction immediately and I was silently pleading with my eyes for her not to say anythi
NylaI was beyond hurt over what Kyle had said to me at that moment when he asked if I did this to trap him, I felt like nothing. How could he think so low of me? Did he think that I was after his money? I like Kyle, or should I say love. He had broken me today and I felt like no amount of healing could repair me. I had stormed out after I had greeted his mother and sister and answered a few questions they had regarding Kyle and my “relationship.”***I had gone home right after, freshened up, and got dressed in my pajamas. With a bowl of ice cream, I got comfortable on the couch where I cried my eyes out because I was watching romantic movies. It reminded me of what I wanted with Kyle but couldn’t get. During one of the movies I saw that Kyle was calling my phone, but I refuse to answer him and listened to his
KyleI could feel her presence in the room and her sweet-smelling perfume lingering in the air. Wait, where am I? I asked myself. Laying in my darkness, everything that happened earlier suddenly came flooding back to my memory. I was running after Nyla to explain that she totally misread the situation when she had caught me in bed with a woman whose name I don't even remember. I had missed the first step because I was shocked and in a hurry to get to her and fell down the stairs, and then my whole world was suddenly overtaken by darkness.But remembering still didn't tell me where I was. I badly wanted to pry open my eyes to see her pretty face, but I couldn't, they were glued shut. I was trapped in my own darkness and it was maddening, not being able to do anything. I could still h
NylaI had exited his room and was about to turn the corner when I heard a voice coming from the speaker propped on the wall nearby. “Doctor Rollins, please report to room 102.” Wasn't that Kyle's room? what the hell had happened to him, I asked myself? Spinning on my heel, I sprinted to his room where I saw nurses and a man dressed in a white doctor's coat standing over him. Was he dead? Getting hysterical, I tried to run inside his room, but I was stopped by a nurse.“Ma’am, you can't enter! I am sorry. Please wait outside, as soon as we get an update we will report back to you.”“What's wrong with him?” I heard a