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
I follow him out to the study and into the dining room. The distance was a bit long because it was a big house, but that didn't bug me.I thought I was the only one, and I couldn't believe he was housing other females.I prepare to be met by my likes, and they might be here because they like it, not because they don't have a choice.Or maybe they are running from a psychopath just like me."They are nice girls, and everyone respects their turn to serve me. I expect you to get along with them and give them the respect they will give you," he says as he walks.I struggle to keep up with my short legs, "yes, sir," I say.I didn't mean it. If they didn't respect me, I would not appreciate them too, most girls are responsible for catfights, and I promised myself in high school that I won't turn into a raging bitch and engage in one.Let's hope they share the same sentiments.He says nothing else as we get to the dining. I am amazed at the sight in front of me.I would describe it in one wo
"What the hell?" I asked as the comforter was thrown off me.I looked with one eye open, and it was Danica standing above my bed."What the hell do you want?" I asked sleepily,"We start your lessons today.""Yes, I know, but this five am in the morning." I remind her."I know, now go shower and meet me in my room," she ordered before stomping out of the room."I didn't sign up for this," I mutter to myself.I wonder about the kind of lessons that starts early in the morning. I got off the bed reluctantly and headed into the bathroom,I did my morning routine and took a long shower, making me calm and awake. I dressed in shorts and a t-shirt like I usually wear at home.I found myself in Danica's room, my opinion of her changing because she woke me up. I was not a morning person, and it made me so angry that she interrupted my sleep.I waited for her to arrange her bed, grateful to God that I set mine before coming out."Okay, ready for your lesson?" She asked. It took everything in m
I told myself to forget about what happened the previous night, the way he walked out without saying anything.It made me feel bad about myself, but I refused to say anything to him.I worked with Danica all day for my lesson, she was the company, and I didn't mind spending the day with her. Our conversation was easy, and I learned a lot.She was the first girl Ronan brought home, which means she had been here the longest, and she probably knows everything about Ronan by now.Today, Lacy was to be sent to him at night. It was her turn. it was a little weird, but it was not like I could say anything.I wasn't supposed to ask questions or talk unless I was being spoken to."so, how did your first session go?" Danica asked,I hesitated. First, it was a little weird for me to talk about my sex life when she experienced it, too, and she was easy to talk to, not just when it concerned a man we both share.It was pretty weird to think about.She seemed to sense my hesitation, "I am sorry, I
As I followed Danica, I held in a breath, securing my robe around my waist.She led me past the hallway to the end of it. Nothing prepared me for the sight before me.The room was red for apparent reasons and contained all kinds of whips and chains meant for our punishment.I wasn't horrified, no the opposite. I was excited at the thought of using these.Danica closed the door, leaving me alone in the empty room or what I thought was empty.My heart leaped when Ronan walked out from what looked like a chamber.He paid me no attention as he unbuttoned his shirt."Why did you lie?" he asks without looking up."excuse me?""you didn't have a headache," he said.I rolled my eyes, "if you knew, then why did you let me go?" I asked. He chuckled a bit, making me realize I just gave him attitude.I bowed my head immediately, "I am so sorry, master." I apologized quickly.He chuckled again, this time approaching me like a predator."I am not angry. I am just here to have a good time."good tim
Elysia's pov Damon turned towards me, his expression still unreadable. "If you want to be the CEO, Elysia, you're going to have to work for it. You'll start as my assistant, and we'll see how you handle the job. If you prove yourself, then maybe we can talk about making you the CEO." I gritted my teeth, my fists still clenched. I couldn't believe that he was making me jump through all these hoops just to prove myself. "I don't need your help, Damon," I spat out, my anger boiling over. "I can do this on my own. I don't need you to hold my hand and guide me through everything." Damon's lips quirked up in a small smile. "Is that so? Well, then. I guess we'll see how well you do on your own." He walked towards the door, turning back for a moment to add one final remark. "But just remember, Elysia. This is my company as much as it is yours. And I won't let you ruin it." I watched him leave, feeling a mixture of anger and frustration. I couldn't believe that Damon was making things so
Elysia's pov "I can't believe you're doing this to me, Damon!" I yelled, my frustration and anger mounting with each passing moment. "You know how hard I've worked to build up that company, and now you're telling me that I'm not fit to take over? That's complete bullshit!" Damon's expression remained calm, but I could see the hint of irritation in his eyes. "Watch your language, Elysia," he said firmly. "You're not doing yourself any favors by acting like this." I didn't care. I was too angry to care. "You know what, Damon? Screw you!" I spat, my voice rising with each word. "Screw you and your stupid mother! She've been trying to steal my company for months, and now you're using my memory loss as an excuse to take it away from me. You've taken over my family's company, and now you are doing this to me as well. Well, I'm not going to let that happen." Helen, who had been standing beside Kylian, stepped forward, her face twisted in anger. "You're lying, Elysia," she said, her voice
Elysia's pov "Take the money and move," he said, his voice shaking. I felt my heart pounding in my chest as I took the bag and slowly backed away. The man followed me, his gun still trained on me. As I spun to my right, and I saw his car parked just a few yards away. He motioned for me to follow him, and I complied. We walked in silence, the only sound being our footsteps and the occasional sound of a car passing by. When we got to his car, he opened the trunk and told me to put the bag inside. My hands were shaking as I tried to lift the heavy bag. Suddenly, I felt a sharp pain in my leg. I looked down and saw a gunshot wound. I stumbled, trying to stay upright, and the bag fell to the ground. "Come on, hurry up!" he shouted. I struggled to pick up the bag, feeling the blood soaking through my pants. Eventually, I managed to place the bag inside the trunk. I turned to face him, my eyes blurry with tears of pain and fear. But then, something strange happened. The man was lying
Damon's pov My heart skipped a beat as my father rushed into the room with a gun in his hand. I had never seen him so unhinged before, and it scared me. "Father, put the gun down," I said, trying to keep my voice calm. "This isn't the way to handle things." But my father was beyond reason. He pointed the gun at Quincy, his eyes blazing with anger. "You'll pay for what your father did to me!" he shouted. I could see the fear in Quincy's eyes as my father took aim, and I knew I had to act fast. I lunged forward, grabbing my father's arm and trying to wrestle the gun away from him. "Stop it, Father!" I yelled. "This isn't the answer!" But my father was too strong for me, and he pushed me away with a fierce shove. I stumbled backwards, watching in horror as he pulled the trigger. The sound of the gunshot echoed through the room, and for a moment, everything was still, as my father shot at the roof. I felt sick to my stomach as I realized what had just happened. The board members
Damon's pov It was morning, and Elysia looked radiant as she sat at the breakfast table, sipping her coffee and nibbling on a croissant. But even as I watched her, something nagged at me, deep in my heart. Had she remembered? Had she figured out what I had done? As she rose from the table and headed upstairs to change, I took a deep breath and tried to shake off my anxiety. But when she reappeared, dressed and ready to go, my nerves were still on edge. I tried to put on a brave face as we headed to the living room, where our son Ian was playing with his toys. But I could feel the tension between us, and I knew that something was off. As I settled onto the couch, my phone beeped with a new message. I glanced over the screen, and my heart skipped a beat. It was from Julius, "Quincy Randolph, is at the transportation company, he held an open meeting. Where are you?" My eyes turned red with anger. How dare he? How dare he try to steal my company out from under me? I stood up, my
Elysia's pov As I drove down the road towards the beach Helen had picked, I encountered heavy traffic. The cars moved sluggishly, causing me to feel restless and anxious. I kept checking the time on my dashboard, hoping I wouldn't be too late. Finally, I reached the beach, and as expected, Helen was already there. She had parked her car and was waiting with a big bag by her side. As I parked my car beside hers, I noticed that the beach was empty, with no one around except for us. It was just afternoon, and the sun was shining brightly, casting a warm glow on everything around us. I got out of my car and went over to Helen, feeling curious and a little apprehensive. "Hey Helen," I said, "where are the company documents?" Helen looked at me with a strange expression on her face, and then suddenly went down on her knees. "Elysia," she said, "I can never hand over those documents to you." "What?" I said, feeling stunned. "What are you talking about?" Helen opened her bag, and my eyes
Elysia's pov We were so excited but then, we excitement quickly fades as I realizes that they will need to open the safe. I takes a deep breath and looks at Macy with a worried expression. "I don't know how to open it. Maybe my fingerprint will work?" I suggests, beginning to stamp my fingers all over the safe. Macy shakes her head, "I don't think so, it's probably not set up to recognize anyone's fingerprints but the owner's." My heart sinks as I realizes Macy's words are true. I give up, tears forming in my eyes as I contemplates the idea of forcing a memory I might not even remember. Macy notices my distress and quickly thinks of a solution. "Instead of that, let's try all birthdays. We'll start with your parents and sister, then move on to Kate's brother, Adam, Damon, and Ian." I nods and they begin trying all possible dates, but the safe remains locked. Frustration builds up as they try over and over again. My anxiety worsens with each unsuccessful attempt. Just when we wer
Elysia's Pov "I don't know what you're talking about, Damon," I say, my voice shaking with fear. "Please, you have to believe me." Damon looks intrigued by my denial, and for a moment, I think he might let me go. But then he shakes his head and releases his grip on my arm. "Fine," he says, his voice cold and distant. "Go." I rub my wrist slightly, trying to ease the pain where his fingers had dug in, before turning and walking slowly out of the room. Once I'm outside, I break into a run, my heart pounding in my chest as I race towards my car. I can feel the fear gripping me as I drive out of the villa and onto the street. My hands are shaking on the steering wheel, and I find it hard to catch my breath. As I drive across the bridge, my mind is a blur of emotions - fear, anger, and confusion all mingling together. And then, suddenly, I can't take it anymore. I pull over to the side of the road and jump out of my car, gasping for breath. I stand there on the bridge, the wind whipp
Elysia Pov I felt a lump in my throat, as though I had always suspected that Helen had a wild side, but I didn't want to believe that she would sleep around with anyone. "Do you have any proof?" I asked hesitantly. Macy then said, "Actually, Elysia, you secured pictures of Helen with some guys a while ago. Don't you remember?" I shook my head, feeling a wave of confusion wash over me. "I don't remember that, Macy. You know I lost my memories." Macy sighed and said, "That's right, I forgot. Look, Elysia, let's go to the office tomorrow, and I'll help you go through all the files and paperwork. We'll see if we can find any evidence of what Helen is up to." I nodded slowly, feeling grateful for Macy's help. "Thank you, Macy. I don't know what I would do without you." Macy laughs, "You don't have to thank me, Elysia. We're friends, and I'll always be here for you, no matter what." "Macy, I talked to Helen earlier, and I threatened her. I told her I wanted the company, but she said s