The rumbling sound of the thunder finally stopped, but it was still raining heavily. I parked my car by the house, and grabbed my coat from the backseat. The sound of rain as it kept splashing hard on the windscreen made me almost give up on my surprise attempt, but it was Christmas Eve, and I wanted nothing more but to wake up next to Hector on Christmas morning. I took out one more minute to open the small box of ring I had bought as a present for Hector. Last Christmas, he gave me one just like this. I had his initials, and mine inscribed on it to make the perfect Christmas gift. Quickly, I opened the car and ran to the hallway but as fast as I was, my hair was wet. The shivering from the frigid wind and the rain percolated on me caused shivers to rush through my spine. I was shivering so much that even the coat I had on couldn't keep me warm. "When I get inside, I will just lay on Hector's under the duvet." I whimpered and then wrapped myself with my arm from shoulder to sh
Elysia Pov.It was morning and I got up from the bed, woken by the cries of Ian's. I quickly rushed to the kitchen. Ian hugged me immediately."Mummy, where were you?" He asked me in a weak voice as his hands wrapped around my waistline. "I was out of town my love." I responded and bent to him and kissed his forehead."How have you been my love?" Tears streamed down my face as I smiled at Ian."I'm not fine, I want Becca back." Ian responded and his eyes instantly wells up."My child..." I hugged Ian tight, sobbing quietly.Ian's tears streamed down his face, making my heart break. I hugged him tight, but he continued to sob uncontrollably. The loss of his twin sister, Becca, had left him unable to focus on anything else.I couldn't imagine the pain he must be feeling. Becca had always been there for him, supporting him and protecting him. And now, she was gone, leaving a huge hole in both of our lives.I tried my best to comfort Ian, but nothing seemed to work. He was inconsolable,
As I woke up in the hotel room, the events of the night before came rushing back to me. I had spent the night with Hector, my new lover, and the thought of it made me feel guilty and ashamed. I knew that I shouldn't be with him, that I was still married to Damon and that what I was doing was wrong. But as Hector wrapped his arms around me, pulling me closer, I couldn't help but feel overwhelmed by his touch. I could feel his member hard against me, and as he gently slid inside of me, I couldn't help but moan with pleasure. Despite the guilt and confusion I was feeling, I couldn't deny the way Hector made me feel. Being with him was a way for me to escape the pain and trauma of my past, and for a little while, I could forget about everything else and just focus on the present. As Hector continued to thrust into me, I couldn't help but cry out with pleasure. The sound of our skin clashing together filled the room, and I was screaming so loud that I was sure the entire hotel could hear
I had expected a loose young boy or a significantly older man to be in the room, but to my greatest surprise, this time, I was wrong.Before me standing is a huge man, handsome and well-built, with a towel wrapped around his torso. His damp hair, with water dripping from it down to the sides of his cheeks, makes him look more handsome and yummy.I can't deny he felt that I had hit some jackpot today. This time I might not be so irritated after all. Maybe luck had decided to shine on me."Come in," his deep voice calls out to me, cold yet somehow enticing.I walk behind him towards the room as my heart thuds against my chest with each step I take.I hear the door shut close behind me, and the tip-tapping of his feet against the floor draws closer."Hello, Sophie," he calls out to me as he takes a seat on his wide chair, his arms stretching wide against the components of the chairs.My eyes roam subconsciously around his body and finally on his waist. The towel is hanging threateningly
I lay my back on the bed as I felt his cum drop from my entrance. My knees go weak, and I think my bones also give in; the pleasure still coursing through me as I close my lids. I yawn lazily, sprawling all over the bed. I roll over to the left yet feel a vast space beside me.My eyes are wide open as I sit up on the bed, looking around and taking every detail in as I put together the pieces of the previous night.I came to massage Gwen's client and ended up sleeping with him. I resisted the urge to roan into my hands.I lay back on the bed, my ears straining, as I hoped to hear at least a little tiny movement. But I got nothing. It's all still and silent.Worried, I climb down from the bed and rummage around for my clothes. I hurry along quickly into my gown and knee boots.Weary of my environment, I walk around the vast room, wondering if this is a suite.I checked every nook and cranny, afraid I had just been jilted. True, it was great sex, but getting jilted doesn't feel good.I
“Excuse me?” I asked,I wasn’t sure I heard him right. I was sure I heard him say strip.“Strip.” He repeated it.I waited for him to start laughing, telling me it was a joke, but he stood unamused.“You want me to strip?” I asked, to be sure I heard right.“You want to be my submissive, don’t you?” he asked,I nodded my head slowly. It was just a question, but why did it feel like I was selling my soul to the devil?“You must do as I say, no question asked.”I gulped, “Can you do that, Sophie?” he asked,Yep, I was signing away my soul.I nodded my head. If this makes me live, then so be it.“Good girl, now strip,” he ordered, his voice deeper.I felt the command to my toes. I curled them and clenched my thighs together.He smirked,“You liked it, didn’t you?” he asked,Not one to hide under my emotions, I nodded. His face lit up like he was satisfied with my answer.I shrugged my shoulders lightly, stepping out of my jeans. I was facing the big window, but it didn’t bother me. It di
I stared at the file in horror. That looks so painful.I can’t do this. This was so wrong. I wasn’t sure I could bend like this. I am flexible, but not like this.The mental image in my head made it difficult for me to cope with this. I started chuckling.This is crazy if he thinks I am going to fold my hands while he makes me fuck someone else, and after what happened in his office, he didn’t seem like the type. Did he want me to watch him? Hell no.That isn’t me.I could get on with the minor ones like whipping, feathers, spanking, and a little role-play. Those look exciting and pleasurable. The rest look painful, and until I do intensive research on them, I won’t be saying yes to anything I wasn’t sure of.This was too overwhelming for me. I needed to lay down.I closed my eyes. I intended to rest for a little while.I was alone in the red room. I was waiting for my master to come. He promised me an entire ride for the first time. So here I am in one of the lingerie he picked for m
Knock knockI was waiting for permission to enter his study, and he suggested we had a lot to cover before dinner. I needed to talk to him and ensure he understood why I was doing this. Not the real reason, though."Come in," his deep voice called out.I said a little prayer about entering the lion's den and coming alive.I pushed the door open, and my eyes widened. His study was grand. It was lovely as the rest of the house."Welcome to my safe space." he gestured dramatically towards the room.I scoffed, only he would take a study as a safe space."Thank you," I tell him.I stood there, waiting for him to speak."Please have a sit," he said.I made myself comfortable on the lounge chairs, still waiting for further instructions.He grabbed a folder from his drawer, "so apart from the fact that you don't have any information about you, is there anything you would like to tell me?" he asked,"No, master," I said firmly.He gazed at me with something akin to suspicions in his eyes, but