FREYAWe trailed the passage like ants, till we got to our chamber, and each of us moved to our rooms. All the maids here have a room with their names embedded on the door. Mine was like that, too.I didn’t lock my door when I made into my room, but I did the good of shutting it. I knew that Mara would soon visit like she did the other time.I made to the wardrobe, and there, I took off my cloth and searched my bag to select a cloth to wear, having been notified by the big maid that our duty was over.I chose a gown, a light one that I usually wear at night without putting on my undies. I always loved the freedom of sleeping without my undies on, or even walking naked in my room, but I have not done it for quite a long time.But I wouldn’t do that without first taking a warm bath..........................I stepped out of my room, wrapped in a white towel. Hoping to knock at one of the doors and ask the occupant where I can find the bathroom, but many of the maids were outside, and t
FREYA“Not so fast, Freya.” He said and suckled at the tail of his weed.I scuffed and shook my head. I had given him what he wanted, and he is now playing on me as though I’m a helpless fish in his net.“You said I should…”“I changed my mind.” He said, squashed the weed in a glass disc on the table in front of him, and stood up. “What if I ask you to take champagne with me?” Good lord, I didn’t know he is such a disgusting fellow. He doesn’t want to keep to his words, and he wants to get me into drinking in an empty stomach. That’s silly.“You don’t mean it.” I said, backing off from him as he came close to me.“Always running off and yet running into danger. Aren’t you tired of your rat race.” He said, his eyes on my chest. Had I known I would bump into him, I wouldn’t have worn the light gown without my undies on.“I’m sorry for always running into you, but…”“I propose just a glass of champagne, or you suck my dick.” He voiced out his true intention.Indeed, I would like to suck
FREYA“Now you’ve gotten what you want, can you show me the way to the dinner room?” I asked him, while he lay on the couch, breathing slowly.I looked him in the face with a weak smile, the smile of a fellow who had a fair toll of a pussy he had long dreamt to shove his dick into and cum bastards into it.“Not so fast, Freya.” He uttered and stood up. He had not worn his pants, so, his dick whose cap was still wet of semen and the juices of my pussy, coupled with the saliva that came with him shoving it into my mouth, was dangling between his thigh as he walked to where he harled his pants at.“I have dinner for us both. You would like it.” he said and picked his pants.At this juncture, I couldn’t tell any longer if he was a guard or something other than being a guard in the mansion. But he looked like the guards, with those muscles of his.“I was warned to have nothing to do with the males here. Please I need to be at the dinner table before they notice my absence.” I said, standin
FREYAI felt dizzy, but I was careful not to sleep off in the dinner room and have my games with him noticed by the big maids, because I wasn’t yet sure what my fate would be with him in the mansion.He claimed to be the boss, but I don’t know yet, and I don’t know what he would like to make of me after he had me shove his big dick into my pussy.“Time to go.” I said and stood erect.His mouth was wet of my squirt, his chest and his pants, too. He was supposed to head for the bath, while I head back to my room in the maids’ quarters, but he doesn’t seem to be ready to have me leave his place yet.“Don’t you want to spend the night with me?” he asked with his eyebrows raised.“I would be scolded by the big maids if the sense my absence.” I said, yearning for an assurance.He claimed to be the boss the other minute, so, I wanted to be assured that I wouldn't risk losing my job for being with him.He smiled and stood from where he sat.“I already told you who I am, and you still fear the
FREYAShe led me into the garden just outside the room I was lodged in. The garden here was not the same with the garden where I first bumped into him before the other bumping happened.The floor here was masked with carpet grasses that were so green I deemed them unreal, and the trees here were full to the brim with leaves. There were statues and fountains, and then, a diner table that was set for two.Atop the table was a bottle of wine and a ceramic pot, two glasses, two flat plates, and cutleries. But Zain was not there.“I would leave at this juncture.” The woman in white said.I turned to her and shook my head. I couldn’t imagine leaving a dream I never had at the first place. I had never in my dear life been treated like a princess. All I ever had so far was lustful eyes staring at me as though I am a harlot.“Okay.” I said, and she bowed and left.She bowed to me?I smiled and turned towards the table, and headed gently for it, looking around to see my prince charming who had
They played with each other’s clit and nipples, but spared mine for Zain who was watching them do their silly thing with a grin on his face.Now, I could tell why there was sodomy in the mansion, he lets his female staffs stimulate their pussies even in his presence, and I could just imagine sharing his sweet dick with them in the garden.They left my side and edged towards him, held him and rubbed his body with their hands which had been wet with vagina juice.I wonder if really, he enjoys it, but the grin on his face made it clear. He likes it, he is in good terms with orgy.They took off his clothes, revealing his long hard dick with which he would devour all of us this very moment in this very garden.The first woman in white, who was now totally naked, held his dick as though he always did such before, and led him back to the table where I lay with wine on my nipples, and food on my pussy.“Eat, Lord.” She said, looking into his lustful eyes.He went down on his knees and his mou
The elevator stopped at the lord’s floor and we alighted from it and made into Lord Zain’s chambers where I now live.The two other maids in white were busy with the chores in the chamber, while Lord Zain was making phone call in the small room where we made love the other day.I walked into the room and stood by the couch while I watched him make calls by the window. He wasn’t putting on his chest, so, I couldn’t help focusing on the slow movement of his muscles while he spoke into the phone.I could remember those muscles of his made me think he is one of the guards the first day I saw him, and I did my very best to avoid having anything to do with him, until the night he fed me with his cum.“Babe.” He dropped the phone and ambled towards me. I wasn’t able to pick out what he was discussing with the phone because he was speaking with still voice before I walked in.“Darling.” I smiled.He threw his arms around my waist and kissed my lips.“I was told you left to meet the maids in t
“I want the maids to be allowed a moment with the guards.” I said and returned his dick to my mouth. I didn’t want no for an answer, so, I wanted to suck him so good he will have nothing in the odd form of no in his response.“Why?” he raised a weak brow. “I thought they are okay being gay and lesbians.”I choked at his dick. He was aware of the sodomy in his mansion and he has no problem with it. Well, I knew he wouldn’t blame those who would venture into satisfying themselves the best way they can when they have no man to shove a dick into their pussy.“I didn’t like it when I saw the ladies making love to themselves.” I rubbed his dick cap. “Maybe we should spare them a grace to fuck some dick tonight.”He smiled and smoothed my hair.“Indeed, they want some dick.” He uttered. “Sometimes, they steal the dick from behind, thinking no one is watching.”He grabbed his dick and returned it to his pant, then, he stood up. He is the man here, and from what I could see, I might not be abl
Just like yesterday, being auctioned, being sold to the Lord of the devil himself.Humiliated, rejected and life triangle accompanied with it. The feeling of self winning a life for my children. I'm the the mother who never leave all odds for survival. I fought way beyond my imagination, especially for my children and now when I thought I'm happy and self contended with my new path of life.He returned. His back.That fateful day, I was on my way to the airport when someone shouted my name and ran towards me. It was Jaxton! His eyes still hold that dark man I ever known, his pride and ego spurring at his face but something was amiss. He smiled at me with mix of fears and anxiety. He rushed and hugged me tightly, never ready to let go of my grips. I do not know what that means but something is wrong somewhere."You still smell very nicely!" He whispered to my ear and it sent cold shivers down to my spines with little mix of sexual fantasies.I remembered the old days when he could fu
“We have to elope from this city.”Jaxton was standing by the window, his hands in the pockets of his pants, his back a little hunched. I like such sights of him standing by the window of our room like a guardian watching over the universe.“This city reminds me of nothing but pain and a lot of silly things. Things I’ve done and the one other have done to me. Wicked things done for the sake of influence and power.”He pulled a cigar to his lips. I didn’t see that coming. He was holding it in the crisp of the fingers of his right hand. He wouldn’t quit smoking for anything, even in his present condition.I walked over to the window side and hugged him from behind. My lips braced his neck from behind, and my hand wrapped around his waist. Yes, the city has a lot of odd memories, and I always wish I could ever in my life find way to flee from the glare of the city, but to think of his telling me he wishes to flee the city his cartel rules at the moment, is something my mind will never t
It's been a few days since we got back from Zain's crib. Days since Zain got arrested. Days since we sent in a mountain of evidence against him in Jaxton's name. Days since the IDP sent a message to summon Jaxton back. Days since Jaxton had remained unconscious. I have practically moved into Jaxton's safehouse. I have been the one taking care of him since he was brought back here in the pool of his own blood. I gently laid Jaxton on his bed, tucking the blankets around him to keep him warm. I took a damp cloth and began to wipe the dirt and sweat from his face, careful not to wake him. As I wiped away the grime, I could see the scratches and bruises on his skin, and my heart ached for him. I found a bandage and began to redress his wounds, taking care to be gentle and thorough. As I finished tending to Jaxton's wounds, I pulled up a chair and sat by his bedside, keeping a watchful eye on him. I could see his chest rising and falling slowly, his breath coming in a steady rhyth
" Undress," Zain ordered the moment we got to his room. I stand there just mopping at him. He glares at me, impatient. " Are you daft?" I turn my back to him. " I need help to get this off." He scoffed. " Don't bother." He drew me to himself and palmed my breast through the corset. He pulled it down with his strength and my breast sprang free from their constraints. I do my best to hide my disgust as he licks his lips in anticipation. He was just about to cover my left nipples with his mouth when we heard it; a gunshot. Zain steps back from me, a confused look on his face. " Stay right here," he told me, moving to the door of his room. I listen to see if he will lock it with key, but he must have been in a hurry because I don't hear the sound of the key turning in the key hole. In your dreams. The moment his footsteps recedes, I move to his wardrobe and grab the first hoodie that I can get my hands on. Picking up a pair of scissor, I do a good job of using it to get the
" Are you sure you want to do this, Freya?" Percy asked while still helping me get dressed. I was on my way to Zain's crib. I had a talk with Sarah after my talk with Jaxton, and it turns out that her brother had helped her escape but had not been able to do himself. According to her, he was most likely being held captive in the basement of the crib. She had drawn the blueprint of the house for me in Jaxton's absence, pleading with me to please save her brother. Jaxton had wanted to wait until the day of his auction, be had gotten information that Zain would be holding a auction soon; it turned out that it was even Zain that had suggested the auction to my dad. Sarah had panicked though when I told her that we plan to wait until the auction day to raid Zain's crib. She had said something along the line of her brother not making it until then. Since I know Jaxton would not be in support if I told him, I decided to do this without him. It was going to be a covert mission and I would
Jaxton shaked his head. " It's not as easy as that, Freya."He paused before continuing. " Getting to you wouldn't have been the top priority, Freya. They were really more concerned with getting those dogs arrested than setting your free. I... I.." He took a deep breath. He looked up and the vulnerability I saw in there had me taking a step back in shock. " I just wanted to get you away from those dogs, Freya, I swear."I could feel my eyes start to well up with tears. If that had been his intentions why had he become one of them? " Funny how you got me away from the dogs and became one yourself," I accused. If I thought he had looked vulnerable before, he looked worse right now. He looked broken and I could see the gulit and shame shining in his eyes brightly. I looked away determined not to let those eyes get to me. " You took exactly what you were trying to protect and in the worst way possible." My voice cracked and tears rolled down my cheeks, some trailing into my mouth. The
I froze.No matter how much I will my feet to move and turn around, it wouldn't obey. I knew why. Not only was there supposed to be no one else here, there is also the fact that I have just a towel wrapped around my chest. Worse, that voice was very familiar. I could guess who was standing behind me, and even though I had plans to talk to him later on, he was the last person I want to see right now. I force my feet to turn around and it finally opens. I turn around slowly, my eyes meeting with the golden brown orbs staring at me from the door of the kitchen. God! That gaze, I had forgotten how it felt to be it's target. I was mesmerized and at the same vein it felt like I was being undressed under it. I resist the urge to fold my arms across my body. It would look as if I was scared of him if I did that. I stand there as his eyes moves from my head all the way to my toes. I resist the urge to squirm under his astute gaze. His eyes moves away from me to look around the kitchen, and
My eyes narrows on the big Projector screen and then My driver gasps as he recognizes the face also. I glance at him and back at the screen. " Isn't that...?" He starts. "Yes, it is," I answer, interrupting him. Sandy moves to the edge of her seat. " Isn't that the coffee shop opposite Nutty's apartment?" She asked turning to Mr. Driver. He nods in agreement, his eyes also glued to the projector screen. " I knew it would have to be him," Brian chips in. " He must have realized that Nutty is poking around his business."" Does it mean that he was getting too close to the truth then?" Percy asked, glancing at me. " If he wasn't a undercover agent, I'm sure he wouldn't have mind as that would even be to his advantage. For him to want to silence Nutty, I think he might really be an undercover agent."My head was railing. I think I need another cup of coffee to be able to process this information. I stand from my seat and make my way to the refreshment table. I poured another cup of co
We had spent the whole of yesterday and the next gathering a lot of information. While Percy had been able to get us information on Zain, there were still some questions that I wanted answered. I think Sarah would be able to answer them. It was looking like she has been with Zain for a long while now, the information she has on that chip dates back to a long time ago, too. Sandy and my driver had spent the whole of the two days getting their hands on all of the CCTV cameras along the roads that leads to Nutty's apartment, and I have them in front of me right now, waiting to be attended to. They had gotten the dashcam, too but have been unable to get the cloth, apparently the police had done a good job of sweeping the apartment for evidence. According to Sandy and my driver, who I'm really impressed with by the way, there had been someone wanting for them at the apartment's garage. Apparently, whoever had taken Nutty, had used his car as bait to see who Nutty was working for. They