Rain of kisses Jon Hazel says she's twisted her knee or something, which I don't understand, and that she wants to go to her old room. That way she'll lie down better than with me in bed. Bullshit! I'm a BDSM dominant and so I understand the human mind well. All domination is psychological, so I know the human being well. As I look at her explaining herself, I imagine that she's felt something and is running away from me. But I don't have the mind to argue with her. After that altered list of construction workers, all I can think about is safety. I don't intend to talk to Aziz since I don't trust him very much. I'm going to make some contacts and hire a security company to escort Hazel and me and set up alarms around the house. Except that Hazel keeps talking. She offers to take my mother shopping, but if I know Olivia Wilson, she'll want me along for a while. I haven't seen my mother for a long time. Years, to be exact. I can only imagine how much she misses me. I thank Hazel for th
Butterflies in the StomachHazelIt's boring to stay at home and not being able to do anything I like. I can't even go for a walk; I've been walking inside the whole house for the past few days. When Nadia takes care of cleaning the inside of the house, I go to the pool because the heat is scorching. But everything is dull.It's already Saturday, and all I've been doing in the past few days to occupy my mind is making video calls to my mom and sister. I haven't told them yet that I'm living at Jonathan's house. When Hailey saw me in a different place during the video call, I said I was just spending the day at my boyfriend's house. They both wanted to see him. I had to pretend that he was taking a shower. But next time, they'll definitely want him to introduce himself.I couldn't go out to get my nails done, so I had to make do with the nail polish I have. I'm good with makeup, but nails...Furthermore, I don't kno
OliviaJonI go to my room and slam the door angrily.I'm soaked from the unusually heavy rain in Dubai. It seems that even Allah doesn't want this. Why Allah, Jonathan? You're not even a Muslim. I go straight to the shower to take a hot bath after the cold rain. I'm pissed, frustrated and horny. Fuck! She admits with her whole body that she wants me... Why can't she just accept that and let our choices take care of the rest? I understand that she must have had some rough patches in her life, just like me. It's very difficult for me to have anything more with any girl. Something other than BDSM? It's risky and insecure. There's nothing I value more than security, so I'd better shove these feelings deep down in my chest, inside my liver, and leave them there. Not in my heart, because that would be admitting that she affects me beyond my sexual senses. My liver is better able to process the ingestion of
DECLARED WARHazelI go through sleep multiple times, but I fail to fall asleep. It's already past two in the morning. The excitement of that first kiss, that moment of frenzy, still hasn't left my body. My long-lasting lack of affection and sex disturbs my sleep, and I need to release this energy. I didn't have the courage to succumb to Jonathan's charms, and now I feel unquiet, and I keep reliving that kiss every time I close my eyes. I touch my body slowly, under my clothes, while imagining his hands, as if he were there with me on the bed, exploring my body. In my mind, he is without his gloves because I want to feel all his skin, all the touch of his hands roaming over my body. I reach my clitoris, and it reignites the butterflies in my stomach, an unprecedented sensation his kiss provoked in me. The kiss in bed, the kiss in the rain! I imagine his wet tongue wandering over my body and my breasts, tasting me and kissing me. My excitement is so intense that I quickly reach orgasm.
lolla's interference Part 1 Jon Mom and I are left alone by the sordid roulade cook. And then she feels free to talk nonsense, as is typical of my mother. “ You have a strange relationship, Jonathan.” “ Strange how, my mother?" I look at her. "Will we be able to have a normal family dinner or will you spoil the delicious octopus I've made?" Hmmm, ironic. “ That's why you've never liked octopus, it's like a competition for this dinner.” Competition. I like that word. I'm a man. Men love to compete. About everything, even who cooks best! “ Mom, we're adapting. I started liking octopus because of Hazel, you know? “ I felt like throwing up just looking at that.” “ That's a new one, I just don't want you to lose who you really are, my son has always been a lion, I don't want him to start meowing like a kitten because of a skirt tail.” I stir the pot slowly, thinking. In fact, I can't lose my essence. Am I getting carried away? Kissing a pretty girl in the rain, how romantic... and
Lolla`s interference part 2JonAnyway, we retired to our rooms. Hazel, very spontaneous, kissed my mother goodnight on the cheek, which surprised her. Well, she is affectionate. My mother can't complain about that.Back in the bedroom, we argue about where to lie down. Hazel doesn't want to lie in bed with me after the night before. I don't care, it's in the contract, I gave my word. But there is a sofa in the bedroom. A hard, colonial-style sofa, but she insists on lying on it.“ I'm not going to discuss it. I'm going to make a video call. I don't think you'll mind.”Hazel comes out of the bathroom in her baby doll complaining.“ Jonathan, are you going to have a wank with me in the bedroom?!”I laugh out loud.“ If I wanted to, yes, I would, but domination isn't just about sex.”I call sub lolla on the call, sitting down with curiosity to see if Hazel wil
SECRETS Part 1HazelWhile I'm taking my shower, I remember that I forgot to turn off the oven. What the hell! I know Jonathan is there, and he must smell that the sponge cake is ready, although I didn't tell him. Holy shit! I should have told him!I know he wouldn't sabotage me like that, in fact, he was the one who was afraid I would do it. It would be a low blow, and I know he wouldn't do the same, no matter how angry he was at me for our declared war. I believe he is in his right mind enough to know that screwing me over right now doesn't involve exposing me to his mother as someone who's useless and can't even cook a simple dessert.Roulade with fruit jam, like strawberry and raspberry, is traditional in England, and sponge cake serves as the base for many recipes. Would he recognize the smell of the finished recipe in the oven? He's never cooked, and he'll never pay attention to the oven. But I know his mother is with him
Secrets Part 2HazelHe stops walking in search of his mother and looks at me with a gaze that could be the final move in today's victory over me, and he responds coldly that his submissive arrives in a few days. I wish I could curse, but I won't give him that satisfaction. I pushed him away myself, and I can acknowledge defeat. For now.I don't like it to be this way, but I made my choices! I already knew and had accepted this situation, I just didn't expect my feelings to change, let alone his! While waiting for the dinner to come, I clear away the ruined table settings and arrange new dishes on a beautiful table to accompany the 'ravioli à la parisienne' that Jonathan ordered. Does he wonder where I learned such things? Because he knows very well that I come from humble origins. At least I feel like, after so many missteps, I managed to impress his mother, who is watching me. I see her crack a smile of approval.I can't blame her.