Seeing the fear in her eyes, Alex regretted not being able to confide in her about his one problem: his manipulative and sexually charged stepmother. But he didn't feel he knew Serena well enough to share that part of his life. In fact, he doubted he would ever see her again once she left his apartment. Despite only knowing her for 24 hours, her presence in his life completed him, and he couldn't bear the thought of her leaving.Shaking her head, Serena remained unconvinced by his response. "What do you mean, nothing? You just threw your phone and cursed loudly. How am I supposed to believe everything is fine?" she questioned, wary of his volatile mood and potential to hurt her.Alex turned to face her, realizing the depth of her fear. He approached her gently, holding her shoulder as he looked into her eyes. "Serena, I'm sorry for scaring you. I promise you, there's nothing to be afraid of. I received a message that could instantly ruin my mood, but I would never hurt you, no matter
"If you desire, you can continue resting for a while longer. I will have the chef prepare lunch for us," he suggested, rising to his feet.Serena shook her head. "No, I'm not hungry yet. Where are you headed?" she inquired, noticing his change of attire."To my home office. I have some business matters to attend to. If you find yourself bored, feel free to explore the house or take a dip in the pool," he informed her before leaving the room.Remaining in bed for over an hour, Serena couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt. She had witnessed the worried expression on Alex's face. Surprisingly, she had caught a glimpse of him kneeling beside her side of the bed, watching over her as she slept. He had shown her immense kindness, yet all she had managed to do was worry him. Determined to make it up to him, she decided to prepare their dinner.Leaving the bed, she made her way to the bathroom for a quick shower before changing into one of his shirts and shorts. Navigating the plethora of ro
"When are you departing?" he asked, jolting her from her thoughts.Serena looked up at him, slightly puzzled. "Immediately after dinner," she replied, contemplating if she had unknowingly done something that prompted his question."Alright, I will drive you back to your apartment," he informed her.Just as his phone rang, Alex's face mirrored the same anger he had displayed when he threw his phone. Ignoring the call, he continued eating. After what felt like an eternity, with the caller persistently dialing over and over, he finally picked it up."Why have you been avoiding my calls?" a high-pitched female voice screeched through the phone, capturing Serena's attention.Upon hearing the woman on the phone continuously hurling offensive insults at Alex, Serena winced, wondering why he never responded to her messages in the first place.In an attempt to not frighten Serena, Alex closed his eyes, struggling to control his anger. "Pearl, what do you want? What is it that you truly desire
Accepting Alex's proposition to masquerade as his pretend girlfriend had been an impulsive decision for Serena. She had given no thought to the preparation required for meeting his parents, nor had she ever partaken in such a risky endeavor before.If she were to accidentally reveal something she shouldn't have said, what would happen?And what if her father discovers that she was only pretending to be dating his son?Sitting on the chair, Serena felt a shiver run down her spine, contemplating the nature of Alex's family and why he selected her to partake in his scheme.Alex had not seen Serena in two days, and she had been constantly occupying his thoughts. Each day, he couldn't help but think about her.He regretted asking Serena to pretend to be his fiancée. There was something about her that made him feel secure when he was with her.He had tried calling her, only to realize that he never saved her number. Thankfully, he still remembered her address and couldn't wait any longer. H
Afterwards, Serena found herself taken aback when he enveloped her in his embrace. Uncertain of how to react, she had vowed to never form emotional attachments following her experience with Simon. And yet, here was Alex, holding her close after their exhilarating encounter. After a few minutes, she decided to disengage, although she couldn't deny the comfort she felt in his arms.She glanced at him and said, "Perhaps it's time for you to start heading home now." With that, she moved away from him and got out of bed, quickly slipping into her robe. She couldn't help but notice how his eyes hungered for her naked form.Alex remained in her bed, observing her with his hands behind his head. "Before we part ways, I wouldn't mind having a drink. Do you happen to have any wine or hard liquor?" he asked, stretching his hand and flexing his muscles in front of her.Serena swallowed hard and nodded, "I do have some red wine if that's alright with you," she replied and made her way to the kitch
"Not wanting to disturb your slumber, I took one of your keys earlier in the evening. I realized I needed you desperately," he explained, placing his hand on her breast. She felt her nipples harden and her breath quicken in response.Alex then moved downward, reaching between her legs, relishing in the sensation of her wetness and readiness for him. "I desire to make love to you, Serena," he declared.As he started to stroke her moist pussy, Serena's head arched back, and she emitted a soft moan. Her hand reached out to him, grasping his already throbbing and rigid cock, she began to stroke him, earning a deep groan from Alex.The intensity of its firmness made her crave to feel it deep inside her. The bed cover was ripped away as he positioned himself on top of her, his mouth directing itself towards her moist pussy. Serena clutched the sheets, surrendering to the arch in her back. Her body trembled with desire as Alex continued to suck and inflame her core. His tongue sensually danc
Although he hadn't shared any information about his family with her, there was a strong sense of curiosity within her. Throughout the day, she couldn't help but ponder what it would be like to meet and get to know every member of his family. Serena had come to the decision that tonight would be the night she found out for herself.A knock on the door interrupted her thoughts and she opened it to find a smile spreading across her face. He was dressed in navy blue shirt and casual dress pants."What's that smile about?" he asked, playfully touching her lip with his finger.Blushing, she replied, "You look quite handsome in casual attire."Returning her smile, he asked, "Are you ready to go?""Yes," she responded, grabbing her purse.As she observed the luxurious car waiting for them, Serena felt a lingering nervousness in her stomach. The driver swiftly opened the door for them. Encouraging her, Alex smiled and watched as she gracefully settled into the car. He then joined her on the oth
Serena immediately obeyed, positioning herself on the counter, allowing her legs to gradually part for Alex's eager eyes.Alex's breathing hitched at the sight of her genitals. It was the most beautiful thing he had ever beheld. Her arousal was visible, her pink folds beckoning him to taste them."Touch yourself," he commanded, giving her thar look capable of igniting a wild fire within her core. Serena gasped softly as her fingers found their way to her entrance, tenderly caressing her labia. Her gaze fixed on his expression as he continued observing her stimulate herself with gentle strokes against her sensitive nub.Before long, Serena closed her eyes, submerging herself in the pleasure she was bestowing upon herself. The fact that Alex stood there, witnessing her, added to the erotic sensations coursing through her. She inserted two fingers into her warm cavity, gradually thrusting them in and out. A moan escaped her lips as her movements became more fervent. With her right hand,
Cory caressed his shoulder.“It’s not the pain that’s bad,” Ayn talked. “It’s the fact that the jerk thinks he owns me. That I’m his bitch now.”“Ayn, it’s not like that,” Cory tried to stop the torrent of self deprecating words pouring from Ayn’s mouth. “He likes you. He will take good care of you. And it gets better after the first time...”“No shit,” Ayn retorted. “The last thing I want is to moan like a slut in heat as he stuffs his cock in me. You don’t understand, Cory. Where I come from, if you’re settled to being a bitch, that’s all you will ever be. If you sleep with a guy, you better make fucking sure you top the guy, too, or else everyone will stare at your ass and think how it would be to ride you.”Cory opened and closed his mouth a few times, but no sound came out. He had no idea what to say.“Don’t worry. I’ll set this straight. I’ll fucking jump him, too. See how he likes it with a cock up his ass.”The servant shook his head, horrified. “Don’t do it by force, Ayn. If
“Do you like it, Ayn?” Xavier breathed over his face.Man, how he wanted to punch that handsome face! But it had to be done later, as now, there was something really strange happening, as he felt his ball sack tightened and fluid broke free from his cock, without any other stimulation.“You do,” Xavier said haughtily and started grunting and coming inside his slave’s ass, his moves shorter, harder and harsher.Ayn lay to one side, breathing heavily. He’d been stupid to close his eyes; he’d let his guard down. Now, he was nothing but the man’s bitch.A hard slap on his ass made him jump. He turned to look at his master, reproach and anger written all over his beautiful face.“What? It was obviously long overdue,” Xavier mocked. “I was stupid to let you go for so long. You’re everything my cock needs, Ayn,” he whispered and dragged his reluctant slave into an ardent kiss.Ayn’s mind was set. He needed to get the fuck out and fast. There was no way he was going to like taking that guy’s
He was made to get up slowly, as Lucas gently grabbed him with one hand, as he used the other to stuff his spent organ inside his black pants.“Would you like to go to the bedroom, now?” Lucas asked.“Yes, please ... Lucas,” Cory avoided the honorific at the last moment. It felt strange, but good. So good that Cory could not remember anything being like this ever in his life.He did not expect to be so ceremoniously lifted off the floor and carried by strong arms to Lucas’s bedroom. It was just going to be for one night, so he had to make it last. It was not common for servants in Drena to ever dream of being used by one of the masters. No, used was not the proper term. That was what Xavier was doing. Lucas’s hands were caring, loving, as he placed his sweet burden on the enormous bed and started to undress the young servant.His mind became devoid of any thought, a simple vessel meant for desire, as Lucas’s lips descended on his neck, nibbling playfully along the collarbone, only to
“Talking?” Cory seemed surprised. “About what?”“About all kinds of crazy shit. Of course, I pretend I understand squat, so I just stay there, while he keeps my hand and goes about his stuff.”“Could you please tell me more?” Cory sat on the sofa, next to Ayn, his curiosity picked.“Yeah, it’s basically the same stuff, with some variations. At first, he starts telling me about his day at work, like I’m his wife. Then he starts talking about the jerk-offs in a committee or something like that.”Ayn stopped for a second. Cory pushed him a little to make him talk again. Like awaken from a dream, the slave continued.“He sounds a bit ... scared sometimes. And sad. He talks about how he never knew his parents. Did you know that even the most powerful guys in the city are raised by some monks?”“The trainers?” Cory could not believe his ears.“Yeah, them. By the way, your Lucas is not from around here.”“Good to know,” Cory murmured.“After he talks and talks until I almost fall asleep, he
The servant let the towels next to the door. He was supposed to act like a savior or something like that, to stop Xavier from ravaging Ayn. Yet it seemed that the master-slave couple was reaching an understanding he could not comprehend.“What do you mean, that was all?” Cory whispered, not believing his ears. Although he had seen some of it with his own eyes, that didn’t mean he was ready to accept it.“I am telling you, man, he just sucked me off, swallowed everything like a good boy, and then jerked off and came all over my feet,” Ayn stretched and yawned. “He’s a fucking great cocksucker, this master of yours.”“He’s your master, too,” Cory kicked him playfully in the ribs.“Not when it comes to bedroom affairs, he’s not,” Ayn said triumphantly, raising enough from the bed to tickle Cory in response. “I am telling you, he’s a bit fucked up or something.”“I don’t get it,” Cory shook his head. “He’s always so domineering and...”He was lost for words.“Maybe he could not resist my
It had to be done sooner or later. In his search for a remedy, Xavier believed more and more that having his slave would set things straight once more.Cory tried to put on a neutral face as he broke Ayn the news. The beautiful brunet bit on his lower lip in annoyance.“Shit. What am I going to do?”“You just do what I told you. Relax, let him do his thing, and it will be over. There is no point in fighting. You will only end up hurt.”“I’m going to end up hurt anyway,” Ayn said morosely. “There is no way he can put his fucking cock inside me, without breaking me.”Cory sighed. Ayn could not understand and was incredibly stubborn, on top of it all. Cory had tried to tell him that it could be pleasurable, but the brunet had just frowned and shook his head.“I’ll fucking bleed to death,” the slave added and Cory caressed his shoulder briefly.“If he’s pleased with you, he’ll let you roam free. Even give you some clothes. At some point, he will let you come shopping with me. Then I will
“Go give him the same treatment you were giving Ayn just now,” Xavier ordered, knowing well Lucas would hear his words, and wonder what Cory had been doing until now.Cory obeyed and knelt between Lucas’s parted knees. He touched the perfect mounds with reverence and slid his tongue on the ass crack, making sure to apply enough pressure so that Lucas could feel him. His head was spinning, filled with the sensation of touching Lucas, the man ever present in his dreams, in such an intimate manner. Except for that encounter, when he’d been a servant to Xavier for just a few days, he had never been so close to Lucas.He kissed and licked the man’s secret entrance. He had heard how Lucas had never let anyone in there. He knew it was a matter of minutes until that was going to change.Under his ministrations, Lucas’s breath grew deeper, ragged. Cory closed his eyes and caressed the man’s hole with his lips. He was not just giving a rim job; he was making love to his beloved’s prized entranc
“So, are you ready?”“That thing looks big,” Ayn’s eyes were glued to the dildo.“This little thing? Come on, Ayn, you’ll have to take Xavier, don’t be a coward.”He gestured for Ayn to get on his fours, and the slave complied. He giggled as the cold lube made contact with his puckered hole. Cory pushed a finger slowly inside.“Ouch,” Ayn wiggled his ass.“Really, now, it’s just my finger,” Cory chided.“Yeah, that’s one finger too many in my ass,” Ayn replied.“It will feel better at some point,” Cory tried to assure the slave, but Ayn was just too tight.The servant caressed the beautiful globes, as he tried to push a little more inside. Between Ayn’s legs, his dark member stood flaccid. Without thinking too much, Cory bent and took the dangling balls in his mouth.A surprised gasp came from Ayn, as his member started to lengthen.“Wow, Cory,” he whispered. “You’re good. I only had one girlfriend who used to do that to me.”Taking advantage of having Ayn a bit distracted, he took th
“I won’t be your friend anymore. At night, when you’re alone, you’ll have to think if satisfying a mere fling was worth destroying the special bond we used to have.”For a brief moment, it looked as if Xavier was ready to think everything over.“A mere fling? I’ve wanted you for years. It is your newly acquired obsession with my Cory that is destroying our bond,” he hissed.“He may be your servant, but he is not yours. I won’t be yours, either, no matter what you do,” Lucas said with his head held high, while Xavier took the silken scarf left on the stand to blind his friend for what was to come.Nothing could be heard from the perfectly insulated master bedroom, and Cory felt his heart growing smaller and smaller. Was Xavier going to hurt Lucas? Why was the beautiful man doing that for the likes of Cory?He chose to roam to Ayn’s room, to settle his nerves a bit. He found the slave stretched on the bed, with a game pad in his hands, watching closely whatever action was happening on t