The place fills up with guests. Looking up, Roxy comes into sight. “Roxy is here,” I say, smiling, as she comes over to us.“Hi, Alena. Hi Jackson. How are you two?” She smiles.“Good, thank you,” I smile up at her.“I hear you will be here for a couple of weeks while Jackson is away.” She looks sad like she would miss him, which makes no sense as he is hardly here anyway.“Sure, will be.” I smile back. I like Roxy. She is like me, new and so quiet. She helps me relax, and I, in a way, can see her as a friend.“Well, I better go. I only came to see my friend for a bit on her break.” Smiling, I nod. I get up to hug her and smile.“See you later, guys.” She walks off smiling. Jackson looks at where she is walking to.“I will be right back.” Jackson smiles. Getting up, he walks to where Roxy is standing. They are deep in conversation when Liam and Georgina walk in.Jackson’s whole stance changes, and he looks annoyed.“What are you two doing here?” He doesn’t sound very welcoming.“We j
I can hear him walking around, his hands grabbing mine, and they are fastened behind my back.“What if I told you that my pussy wants my attention. No, it needs my attention.” I move, not replying. I now feel like I am giving up on myself and going to agree. If I speak, it will be a sign that I am giving in. So, I will just stand here, silent, as he moves again.Suddenly the whip comes down faster and harder. I moan before biting my lip to stop myself from screaming.“Doesn’t my dirty little slut want to be pleasured and pleased?” His voice is making me wild. I can’t do it anymore. I am ready to submit and throw our plans away for this. His whip comes down faster and harder. I moan, biting my lip, trying not to give in.Deep down, I know I already have. His hand grips my hair and pulls my head back as he growls in my ear.“You’re my fucktoy, and you don’t want me to fuck the hell out of you?” Oh, he wins! His growl pushes me over the limit, and my head nods in response instantly.“I d
He moves away, but I feel someone behind me, their hands running down my back, and I feel like I am melting. It is a woman, and a part of me smiles, knowing it is. I feel his hands on me again as he slowly begins attaching the nipple clamps to my breasts, his hands exploring my body, while one of her hands slides down and rests on my pussy, rubbing gently.I am moaning as the whip swings down and hits across my arse. My legs are getting tired, and the rope around my wrists is digging in as I am using them to hold my weight, yet I love the feel of the rope rubbing against my skin, burning it.They are both teasing me, her fingers rubbing my pussy while he begins to spank me with the paddle. I am constantly moaning, unable to stop myself, feeling the moisture building between my legs.My arms are unclipped, and I am guided across the room. I feel Jackson in front of me. I am slowly pulled over, so I am bending over what feels like the bed. I wish I could see it; I so want to see it. The
On waking, Jackson is actually looking awake for a change, sitting and looking down at me. He looks worried for some reason.“You okay?” He sounds like he is being careful about what he says. Did something happen while I was asleep that I don’t know about?“Never better, why?” I smile at him, trying to make him feel better.“You don’t remember?” He looks at me, concerned. How can I forget? Laughing at him, I nod. “How can I forget last night, Jackson? Seriously, yes, I remember.”“Not that, Alena. You were fighting air, screaming. I couldn’t wake you up.” I look at him and see the fear in his eyes and realise he is serious.“If it was a dream, nightmare, horror, whatever it was, I don’t remember a thing. I am fine.” I look at him as my arms wrap around his neck. I pull him in for a kiss, trying to show him that I am completely fine. He still seems on edge, and I am not sure how to reassure him more. It was just a dream, a nightmare, whatever, but I am fine.If I can’t make him see, I
“Well, the deal we made is complete. You’ve seen me again with Roxy. I need to go to university and get my work though. I can’t pass my exams if I don’t do them. Then this work experience won’t be much use.” I explain.I can’t believe he made me totally forget about that as well. His words are quiet, purposely a mumble, which I hate. I can’t make out what he is saying. I look at him, waiting for him to repeat himself, thinking maybe his mumble was just a mistake, but he stays quiet, not repeating himself.“What did you say? You never mumble. What was that all about?” I wait, but he doesn’t answer. “Seriously, Jackson, what did you say?” I decide if this won’t work, I will try seducing him until he tells me, although I am not sure that will help.“I said you won’t need it anyway,” he finally answers. I look at him, confused. What does he mean by that? Of course, I need it. Why wouldn’t I? What is going on with him?“What do you mean, I won’t need it anyway? Of course, I do, to finish t
Driving, we stay quiet. My mind won’t leave me alone. Nearly at university, he smiles.“Are you sure you want to do this? You really don’t need to. When we are married everything I have is yours. It already is anyway.”“Yes, Jackson, even if I don’t need it, I would like to finish and pass and have accomplished the goals I set for myself,” I explain. He just smiles back. I need something for just me.“Okay, one stop before we get there.” We pull up to an old-looking shop and walk inside. The man looks at Jackson and smiles.“She said yes.” The man's voice is quiet.“She did, indeed. Is it ready?” He guides me to the counter, and I look confused. The shop is for antiques, beautiful furniture and at a very high price tag as well. You wouldn’t think it, looking at the outside though. The man walks back through, a smile on his face as he hands Jackson a box.Jackson turns to me and opens it, taking out the ring. “To make it official,” he gets on one knee and slides the ring on my finger.
“Let’s go out. Let's go to a club.” Georgina is giddy. I can’t help but laugh. For a change, I won’t refuse. I will go out and enjoy myself. I no longer feel like I should hide away from the world and not enjoy my life.“Okay, let’s go!” Laughing, we walk into her room, getting ready together. Our plan is just to celebrate me being engaged. I put on a slutty dress that Sir would love if he was here to see it, that is. Walking into the nightclub, I smile for a change, not hiding away.I’m dancing away with Georgina and even by myself. The drinks are going down too quickly, and I know the reason is to try to take my mind off Jackson leaving. Dancing slowly, guys flock around us, Georgina, as always, snapping pictures of us together.I never enjoyed going out after Max, but I feel like Jackson has opened me up so I can enjoy things like this. Laughing, we drift between sitting and talking about the wedding and dancing together, me now beginning to feel a little too drunk, but I don’t car
Walking out of the bedroom, I look at my boxes, ready to leave.“You packed everything?” He asks, looking around at the boxes.“Nearly, just a few more things, then I am done.” I smile at him.“Okay, I will get them collected tonight for you, and then the rest can be sorted later.” His hand slides up the back of my dress. Looking at him, I smile.“I love this dress.”That is precisely why I put it on. I knew he would love it.“You will love it more as it falls to the floor, leaving me completely naked for you.” I enjoy teasing him, even if it is just with words.“It certainly would so hold on to it tight as it might just slip down while we are out.” He smirks, smacking my arse as we leave the apartment and get in his car.“So, where are we going?” I ask, smiling. “On a date.” He smiles, a small chuckle escaping his lips—my mind figures out what he is saying. Turning, I look at him. “A date? You realise that is meant to happen at the start, right? Not after we get engaged.” I laugh a