This is a work of fiction. Events and incidents in this book are either the product of my imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Although I tried to research hypersexuality as best as I could, I can't claim the things mentioned here as facts...
YVONNE "I want you to stay here," he repeats then turns to the doctor. "It's okay, isn't it?" he asked but his tone suggested otherwise. It sounded like the doctor didn't have a choice but to obey him. "Of course," Dr. Linda motioned to the couch. "Take a seat."She didn't look intimidated by Vladimir. Or maybe she was just an expert in concealing her emotions. After all, that's her specialization.Vladimir pulled me with him. He kept holding my hand even while we were sitting in front of the doctor. I shifted in my seat. Why do I even feel more anxious when it is his turn now? I bit my lip. I was the adamant one he took this session. But why do I feel like I didn't have the guts to stay and listen to whatever it is he is about to say? Why does he even want me here?! Vladimir frowned at me. I smiled sheepishly and tried to stay still beside him, leaving enough space between us but he pulled me until our bodies collided. I can see a ghost of a smile on the doctor's lips while wa
YVONNEI am so disappointed.I thought I won when I finally convinced him to have therapy with me but it turned out to be futile. Well, what else do I expect from a stubborn man like him?If anything, at least I knew he wasn't born with that condition. He said it began sometime four or five years ago. What could have happened to him during that time?Did he get into an accident? Surely it will be all over the news, right? I would have read about it when I researched about him on the internet. Unless he intentionally removed it.He's rich and powerful. I'm sure that is something he could easily do."Cora," I called my assistant."Yes?" she turned to look at me. I stared at her for a while, thinking how I could ask without her thinking I was weird."Uhm, do you know Vladimir's hobbies?" I asked. I decided to beat around the bush."Hobbies?" she echoed."Yeah, you know," I shrugged. "Maybe a sport or something. I know he likes diving but I want something we can bond over.""Why don't you
Why didn't we use this instead?I prefer this design. It looked more elegant. I thought as I stared at the rings stacked on my finger. Mine was just a simple band with a single diamond embedded in the middle. Vladimir's is the same simple design without the diamond.I held my hand up to have a closer look. I like the other ring's intricate design. It looked so elegant and feminine. Is it because of the wrong size? It would have been better if he got the right size in the same design instead of getting a completely different set.Unless...My trail of thoughts stopped when I heard movements in Vladimir's bedroom. Is he home? Shit.Shit!I quickly pulled out the ring from my finger but to my dismay, it wouldn't budge. Damn it! It got stuck!"Come on!" I was already panicking.I tried to pull harder but I couldn't get it past my knuckle! I gasped when I heard approaching footsteps. He's here! Without thinking, I quickly shoved the box back to where I found it. Then I quickly closed the
VLADIMIR "Is this the latest model?" I asked my assistant. "Yes Sir," he nodded. "It isn't released to the public yet." "Good," I dismissed him after that. I bought a new cellphone for Yvonne. She was using Cora's phone when I got home the other day, so I thought of giving her one. I haven't thought about it before simply because she could use it to devise an escape plan. Just a few taps and she could call an emergency hotline. I have high-ranking officials under my paycheck. They could do something about it but if I could avoid complicated situations beforehand, I would. Lately, though, I realized that she wouldn't do that. She had plenty of chances to escape if she truly wanted to. Not that I wouldn't find her, though. But she never tried after her first failed attempt.When we were on our honeymoon, she could pretty much do anything, including trying to run away but she didn't. When took her to the auction gala, she was left alone most of the time but she never even attempted
YVONNEHe was married.I still don't know how to react to that. It was a long time ago. And it wasn't surprising at all, considering his age.It shouldn't concern me at all. It was in the past. He may have been divorced long before he married me. Not that I am his real wife anyway. Our marriage is just on paper, for fuck's sake!Why the hell do I feel like I was cheated on?!"Ugh!" I groaned my frustration.I slumped on the bed, my mind still in chaos when I noticed something bounce as I moved. I frowned while looking at a small, pink box on top of the sheets."What's this?" I mumbled while reaching out to get it.A gift...Is this for me? Who else could it be for? It's obvious. It's in my bedroom. On my bed...I chewed on my bottom lip as I felt my guilt intensify.This wasn't here earlier. Vladimir must have brought it when he got home. Only to find me snooping around his closet.Gosh. I feel so bad."Why do you have to be so stupid?" I quietly hissed to myself while staring at the
VLADIMIR"Go on then, punish me as you see fit," she whispered, her voice hoarse and her eyes suddenly filled with desire and lust.Huh! Does she know what she's talking about? She'd probably back out on her offer if she knew all the sinful things I wanted to do to her. I gritted my teeth. I was trying so hard to keep myself together. I didn't want a replay of what happened in the play room but she's making it hard for me.My hands gripped her neck tighter, thinking it would terrify her but she just moaned, even leaning her head back as if offering herself to me.Fuck. She's really pushing me to my limits, making me forget everything that bothered me just a few minutes ago!"Vlad," she mewled. I can feel her shivering with immense need. Her skin felt burning to the touch.The tiny strand holding my patience finally snapped. The next thing I knew, I was already tasting her. I stuck my tongue out to play with her earlobe. She moaned so loud when I vulgarly ran my tongue from the base of
YVONNEI felt like a goddess. With the vast city below me, I felt like I was on top of the world. Especially when Vladimir kneeled behind me, pleasuring me. He worshipped my pussy like it was a holy grail."Ooh!" a scandalous moan escaped when I reached the precipice once again.At first, I was scared to fall. There were at least thirty floors below us. Just looking down makes my head spin in fear. I was also scared someone might see us. I was naked as I gripped onto the balcony's railing. My bits were out for all the world to see.But all my fears and worries dissipated into the wind when Vladimir started sucking the life out of me. Damn, his tongue can do wonders that are out of this world. Whatever his cock can't do, his tongue really made up for it.My legs felt like jello after that orgasm. He sure drained my strength along with my juices. If he didn't catch me on time, I would have ended up sprawled on the balcony floor."We're just getting started," he stated, his voice seeming
WARNING. SPG.YVONNEI took a sharp intake of breath when he pressed the vibrator against an aching nipple even harder. I moaned at the unexpected reaction of my body. It didn't hurt, but I guess the sense of fear added to the sensations he was giving me.I was a moaning mess when he did it again and again until I had to bite my lip to stop myself from making such weird noises.A gasp escaped from my throat when he pulled my lower lip with the pad of his finger, freeing it from my bite."Stop biting your lip," he muttered. I nodded."Moan," he whispered huskily against my ear. "Scream if you want to."I flinched when he suddenly licked the shell of my ear. A thousand bolts seemed to have electrocuted me. The mixture of excitement and fear made my skin hyper-sensitive."Vlad," I whimpered when I felt him dragging the vibrator from my chest, down to my stomach.The slight tremors from the battery-operated toy brought intense shivers across my skin. He dragged it down until it reached my