I leave Master’s cabin and make my way to the washroom to tie up my hair. As I stand in front of the mirror, a smile spread across my lips as I recall his compliment.The encounter with him has left me breathless, my body still throbbing with pleasure. But there’s also confusion and a sense of longing that tugs at my heart.What is happening to me? I’ve willingly surrendered myself to him, allowing him to dominate me in ways I never thought possible. But it’s not just the physical connection that consumes me—it’s the depth of my feelings for him.I knew from the beginning that this arrangement was temporary, that he wouldn’t be mine to keep. Yet, with each passing day, the desire to be more than just his submissive grows stronger. The glimpse of tenderness he showed last night and the raw passion he unleashed today has made me crave more.But I also know his demons haunt him. The punishment he inflicts on me, the walls he erects—it’s all a reflection of his internal struggles. And yet
In Master's hand, there is a small ball attached to a string. As I gaze at it, curiosity sparks within me.What is it? “It’s a vibrating ball, and it will go inside you.” He whispers, pointing at my dripping-wet crotch, his words sending waves of arousal through me.So he was talking about these toys. Fuck! I can't believe I'm allowing him to take control, but the truth is, I have no choice, and there's a twisted pleasure in surrendering to his desires.He suddenly gives me a long, lingering kiss and shoves the ball inside me, causing me to moan in his mouth. I yearn to run my hands through his hair, but I am restrained.After breaking the kiss, he inquires, "How do you feel with the ball inside you, Alice?"“A bit uncomfortable, Master.” I truly answer him, panting from the long passionate kiss. “Let’s make you feel better.” He murmurs, slipping his hand into his trouser pocket and retrieving a small remote.A mischievous smile plays on his lips as he presses a button, bringing the
A few weeks later, Now it has been almost three weeks since I entered a BDSM relationship with Mr Wilson. The experience has been exhilarating and beyond my wildest dreams. I never thought I would like to be someone’s submissive. He has already fucked me in many positions by tying me in various ways on all of his furniture available in the playroom. It’s incredible how I beg for more, even when I’m exhausted. He has completely transformed my life, and I long for him whenever he comes out of me. He’s becoming an addiction. However, he doesn’t miss an opportunity to punish me. His punishments can be thrilling and horrifying at the same time. The worst punishment for me is being bound in uncomfortable positions for hours. Although he dominates me, punishes me, and sometimes hurts me with his behaviour, I can’t help but develop feelings for the monster. My heart sinks whenever he leaves me alone after fucking me or after our session in the playroom. I yearn for his affection and the i
Alice’s P.O.V.I wake up, gasping as the cold water hits my face.What the hell!As I open my mouth to shout, my voice dies in my throat upon witnessing my Master shooting daggers at me, grasping a jug in his hand. Anger radiates from his scorching red eyes, and I know I’m in deep trouble.“How you dare sleep in my bed with me?” He seethes, gritting his teeth.“Master, you were having nightmares-” I begin to explain, but he cuts me off sharply.“Shut up.” His shout echoes through the room, and I flinch, my ears ringing with the intensity of his anger. His grip on my arm tightens, causing pain to shoot through me.“Don’t you dare tell anyone about what happened last night, or else I’ll make your life a living hell.” He warns, his dangerous gaze piercing into me as his nails dig into my skin.His words and actions hurt me, physically and emotionally.“Master, I won’t tell anyone.” I assure him, my voice meek.“Now get the fuck out of my bed.” He pushes me away with a jerk.God, his ange
“No, Master. Please don’t punish me more.” I frantically plead, my voice filled with fear and anguish.“You haven’t learned your lesson, Alice. So I’ll have to teach you another one.” He climbs down from the bed after saying this. Tears stream down my cheeks as I squeeze my eyes shut, bracing myself for what’s coming.I’m fighting this monster and bearing all the torture for helping him. Can’t he see the depth of my care for him?“No matter what, Master, I’ll always be there to help you.” I declare, my voice filled with determination as he takes something out of the drawer. Nothing, not even his punishments, can deter me from helping him.“I’m certain you’ll reconsider helping me after this punishment.” He sneers after returning to me with an impish smile. Then he shows me something that scared the hell out of me.He has nipple clamps in his hand. I don’t like them.“Are you frightened, my little kitten?” He asks, fondling my tits and causing me to shiver with his touch.“Master, plea
He stubs out the cigarette in an ashtray on the nightstand and looks at me, his expression unreadable. Then he lies on the bed.I’m feeling cold, lying on the mattress because the AC temperature is only 16 degrees. I need a blanket, but I’m pretty sure this monster won’t give it to me. If I ask him, he will say that this is your punishment. So I have to sleep like this today, and I’m sure I’ll get a cold or fever in the morning.Oh god! Please rescue me from this heartless billionaire.“Good night, Alice.” He turns off the light and pulls me out of my thoughts.I don’t want to answer him, but I must because I don’t have the energy to listen to his lecture on not responding to him.I respond reluctantly. “Good night, Monster.” I murmur the last word, rolling my eyes.I question why I’m here with this heartless devil who only sees me as an object of pleasure and takes pleasure in tormenting me.I feel the chill and struggle to sleep, curling up and holding my knees close to my chest, bu
After five minutes, he returns to his room and finds me waiting for him, only in my underwear.“Get down on the table, Alice!” He orders, giving me an evil smile.I wonder what he has in mind with that smile, but there’s something undeniably attractive about it, and it captivates me.“Alice! Just bend down on the table, damn it. If you don’t want me to increase your punishment, and I don’t like to repeat myself, you know that.” He yells, spanking my buttocks and causing me to jump. I immediately obey his command by bending down because I don’t want my punishment to escalate. I’m already in trouble for being fifty minutes late.Then he pulls my panties down to my knees.“Spread your legs wider for your master, Alice.” His command arouses me and I instantly comply, spreading my legs as wide as I can.A soft moan emits from my mouth as I feel his long fingers on my already wet entrance.“Fuck! You’re so wet, Alice.” He utters, caressing his fingers on my wetness, driving me wild.I close
Alice’s P.O.V.I walk into the restaurant, feeling uneasy and taking slow steps. He has set the vibrating balls at the lowest intensity, but as I walk, they move inside me, driving me crazy.If I were at home, I would have loved the sensation, but in public, they are too agonising for me.I must admit, this monster is skilled at giving punishments. And I believe he deliberately punishes me more to hide his genuine emotions and prove to himself that he is still a monster.I wonder when he will realize that he has a heart where I have already made a place for myself.However, it’s a tremendous relief to know that he has feelings for me as well. The way he punishes me, I would have never guessed his true feelings if I hadn’t heard his words last night.I moan and stumble a bit while walking as I feel an intense sensation between my thighs. He has increased the speed.I immediately glance around and breathe a sigh of relief to see fewer people in the restaurant. Then I look at my Master,