YVONNE"Who are you, then?" I slurred.Damn. I'm drunk. I can feel my head spinning. The way he suddenly grabbed me only made it worse. Ugh. I almost finished the whole bottle!"I'm no hero," he coldly stated, bringing me back to the present."You are my hero!" I insisted."I am not a good man, Yvonne," he slowly stated, as if he wanted to reiterate what he meant to my thick skull.But I didn't understand. Or maybe I just didn't care. All I know is how I suddenly liked being called by that name. I love how the syllables roll on his tongue."You are," I nodded to convince him otherwise. "You just don't know it. No, you're trying to hide it, but deep inside," I pointed at his chest.Damn, it's hard. I was suddenly tempted to caress it. Shit, Yvonne. Stop it. I shook my head."Deep inside, you are a good man," I murmured. My thoughts are already heading elsewhere. I slowly slid my index finger down his pec.He grabbed my finger, pulling it away from his chest."You don't know what you're
YVONNE"It happened five years ago," he said.Five years ago?! My whole body was alerted when I heard what he said. Five years ago...Does that mean the death of his wife was connected to his erectile dysfunction? Was it the root cause of it?I gulped, bracing myself for what he was about to say.He kept quiet but I waited for him to say something. I didn't want to rush him. I could only guess how hard this must be for him. I could just imagine the trauma of accidentally killing someone you loved."I used to live the BDSM lifestyle," he began after a long stretch of silence between us.What does BDSM have anything to do with his wife's death? I wanted to ask but I decided to just listen to him."I discovered it when I was younger," he stated while staring into the dark horizon. "Some people that I used to work with introduced me to the community.""I was hesitant at first. It was something out of the norm," he paused. "But I felt compelled to attend to attend private parties due to wo
VLADIMIRRiva...The thought of her instantly awakened emotions I thought I had buried a long time ago. I'd buried it with her. Or so I thought. My jaw clenched repeatedly."Who is she?" I heard Yvonne gently ask.I glanced at her. She was looking at me as if she could find the answers written on my face. I looked away. I couldn't bear the weight of her stares. It felt like she could see right through my nonexistent soul. It's making me feel uncomfortable.I heaved out a long sigh."She's my late wife," I confirmed her suspicion. I knew what she was thinking. Her face mirrors what was inside her mind. She's that transparent."Oh," she nodded. Finally, she seemed to have run out of things to say.I leaned my head back on the edge of the tub. I closed my eyes and Riva's face instantly flashed behind my closed lids. In my mind, she was smiling at me. I can still remember her vividly.Her beauty was exceptional. From her beautifully tanned skin to her long brown hair that seemed to dance
"I fucking killed her!" That's all I fucking know!I felt Yvonne flinch but instead of retreating away from me, she even moved closer to hold me, trying to comfort me."I must have pulled too hard on her collar. I don't know! I don't know!" I pulled my hair in frustration.Oklahoma. That was her safe word. It was where we first met. She was the one who chose it.I never heard her say that word, not in any of our sessions. Not even during that night. But how would I know?I was way too consumed by lust. I cared about nothing but reaching my climax!I didn't even bother to check on her while we were at it. I just kept pounding on her as hard as I could while holding her waist and hands to keep her from falling. I was too busy chasing for my release.Even if she did say her safe word, how would I hear it when she had a gag strapped to her mouth? There was no way I would even notice it.All I could hear was the animalistic groan coming out of my throat when I finally reached my orgasm."W
YVONNEI don't know how to react after everything that I heard.It felt like having the most complicated rollercoaster ride. At first, curiosity filled my whole being until he started describing Riva. He didn't say much but the tone in his voice and the sparkle in his eyes told me how much he was smitten, right from the start.It made me wonder what his first impression of me was. He said Riva seemed to be the perfect submissive. I can't see myself being one. I don't look innocent and I can be as stubborn as fuck if I wanted to. But he told me I made his dick react when he first saw me...I winced. Should I be proud of that?I shook my head a little, focusing on him as he kept telling me about how their relationship blossomed into something more.My curiosity was slowly replaced by a sense of insecurity and an unexplainable tinge of pain in my gut. I don't understand why it hurt to listen to him describing his relationship with her. Why does he need to tell me that?Where is this even
YVONNE"Stay with me," he said. He voiced it out as a command but his pleading eyes contradicted his tone."Okay," I mumbled without thinking.He didn't let my arm go. He held me until we reached his bedroom. I gulped as memories of the last time I was here flooded my mind.I glanced at him. I don't think he recalls it the way I do.He opened the door and gently pushed me in. I suddenly remembered how I was only covered in a robe with nothing but underwear."Uhm, I'll get something to wear," I said but he shook his head."Just take anything from my closet," he grumbled.I pouted.Nothing would fit me! I wanted to tell him but I'm sure he would just dismiss it. I looked around his bedroom, not knowing what to do. My wet hair is dripping into the carpeted floor but he didn't seem to mind it."Why are you just standing there?!" he snapped.I looked at him confused. How would I know what to do? He just pulled me here!"Tss," he clicked his tongue before dragging me one more time.He pulle
YVONNEI couldn't breathe.I opened my eyes just to see an oddly familiar face. It took a while before I realized who she was..."Mom," I mumbled. My whole body turned cold when an evil smirk curled on her wrinkled lips.It's been ages since the last time I'd seen her. She's gotten so old from how I remember her. But...What the hell is she doing here?!"How did you escape the syndicate, huh?" she hissed as her hands tightened around my neck.I grabbed her, trying to pry her away from me."Let me go!" I struggled to get the words out of my mouth."No!" she laughed maniacally. "I will sell you back there! I need more money!" she laughed hysterically.Fear crept into my whole body, immobilizing me. I couldn't move. What's happening?"Vladimir!"I was gasping for air when I opened my eyes. A fucking dream! That's what it was.A nightmare!I stared at the ceiling for a while, still trying to catch my breath. Why can't I breathe properly?That's when I realized that Vladimir's arm lay abov
She walked in as if she didn't hear a thing. She even had the guts to bump my shoulder as she walked past me.What the hell?My mouth parted in shock. I stared at her back in disbelief. Wow. Why do I suddenly feel like a mistress who was caught by the legal wife?The nerve of that woman."You have a visitor, honey," I yelled behind her back.I walked faster so that I could get ahead of her. I noticed how she seemed lost while looking around the unit. This must be her first time here.Well, that's good to know. At least now I know that Vladimir hadn't brought her here ever! But what is she doing here?I led the way to the dining area where I left him with his coffee."What are you doing here?" he asked when his eye landed behind me. It seemed like he didn't expect her either.I shrugged even though I wanted to laugh. He looked so annoyed to see her. "Would you like something to drink? Coffee?" I asked her, acting like a hospitable mistress of the house."No, thanks," she spat. One of