Lyra"So tell me, what does this... special lady like, and what is her height, size, and..." I trailed as I looked around the store, taking in its luxurious feel.It was expensive, high class, and also empty, which was strange because I had seen a lot of people here the last time I walked in a few days ago."She's about your height, size, and width."He sat on a chair and brought out his phone. "Hmm, are you trying to say I'm that special lady?"It was a tease, definitely a tease, but the way he scrunched up his face like I had said an abomination made my stomach sink for some reason again."Uhm... Not in your wildest dreams."I scowled and walked away."Well, since we're almost the same in everything, I'll be checking the clothes on myself and you'll give your approval. Okay?"He nodded absentmindedly, still going through his phone, and I seized it before he could comprehend what I was doing."You called me here; no way you think I'll let you be on your phone."He sighed and stretche
Adrian"What?!"What?!There was no way."What do you mean?" I asked, stepping forward with alarm written all over my face, and she raised up her phone."My birthday isn't until tomorrow, the 16th. Today is the 15th."I felt like burying myself under the ground."What?! So you're telling me I did that all for nothing?"The dresses, allowing her to dress me up and her antics. I had only agreed to get her out of the house because the three of them had requested it of me. They needed her out of the house to get the decorations going, and they had preferred to have Alfredo as an extra hand instead of me.But it was all for nothing?!And to think I had done it because I felt guilty for taking her away from her life in New York.I groaned and ran a hand through my hair again, quite pissed and disappointed."But..." Greg stepped forward. "...I thought it said on your file the 15th.""Which file?""Your file in school.""No, it's the 16th. Guys..." She smiled."...it's okay, though; we can s
Adrian"Whoo!"I held the seat handles tight, ignoring the excitement of Lyra beside me, and I tried not to let my nervousness show.Damn.I had never felt nervous like this, at least in a while.It had only been with...I took a deep breath and willed the thought away.This was different.It was only because I had never been on a ride before.If not, I wouldn't even bat an eye.It couldn't be that scary...It couldn't...I flinched when a hand suddenly intertwined with mine, throwing me off, and I turned to see Lyra smiling, "What? You've never been on a ride before?"I shrugged, trying to feign nonchalance."Well, you don't have to be scared. It's...""I'm not scared.""Oh yeah, right."She tried to remove her fingers from mine but stopped when I held it tight, looking the other way."Why..."Thankfully, the ride started, taking her attention away from me, and I held my breath till the whole thing was over.Fuck!This thing was crazy, which is such an irony because I killed people s
LyraMy view on stripping, being a stripper, or letting men watch you undress for a wad of money?Here it is.Most ladies view it as a means to an end or a way to get rich quickly, but I, I view it as a type of art. A way to draw men in and tease them just enough to wrap them around your little finger but never give them what they want, which is sex. I have been doing it for a year now, and I can tell you that it's the best form of empowerment a woman could have, apart from education or some other form of moral avenue that society deems proper, of course.I loved seeing them want me, need me, but not have me, and it was the main reason I had kept at it even after my first experience, which had been purely curiosity-driven, by the way.I had wanted to know what it would feel like and, as I said, empowering.In a simpler way, it just means I love the attention and I don't think I'll be getting out of it anytime soon."Caroline, how are you doing today?" I put on a bright smile as the
LyraI scoffed, "Calm your titties, man; I'm not the one who told you to leave your wife and kids for some young ass."He scoffed, "Okay, feisty.""Okay, old."He chuckled, making my stomach do this flipflop thing that only happened last when I was around my crush in high school.The f*ck."So you think I'm old?""Definitely not in your twenties.""No.""Old then"I rolled my eyes and fidgeted with my fingers for a bit.Music.Where was the music I will play?I mean, I need music to get into character, but it wasn't there.No matter how much I searched around with my eyes, trying to make it look less obvious that I was nervous, I didn't find any device to play some songs.Damn, I should have asked Qiara how things went in a VIP room. Then I would have known there wasn't a song to dance to."What? Don't tell me you're one of those naive girls who decided to try something new because of how curious they were."I scoffed again, "I know what I'm doing.""Then show me."I walked even close
AdrianI liked seeing her nervous.For someone who had been so confident on stage, swaying her hips and getting me hypnotized with all her movement back there, I liked that she seemed pretty clueless when she was alone with me.It was nice to see, and even though I wanted to take control and show her just what mature guys did to curious girls like her, I wanted to see her get more nervous.See her fidget.But all of that thought left my brain when she touched my exposed d*ck.F*ck, it was going to be pretty hard, teasing her when I was this f*cking aroused myself."Wow, you're huge." It was more of a blurted-out statement than intended, and she glanced at everywhere but me."Do you have lube around here that we could use or...""Or you could just use your sp*t."She glanced up at me surprised, making me smirk, "What? Never used your spit as lube before.""Of course I have; I just wasn't expecting you to think that I'll give you a blowjob.""Why not? You're on your knees."She blushed
AdrianOne year later,"Hold it in and do not let it fall," I instructed the woman that was tied with a rope in the middle of my bondage room to a vertical plank, and she nodded, her mouth stretched open with a ball gag."Good"Picking up a violet wand, I held it to her exposed skin, pressing a button on it that sent a trail of electric shock through her body, and she groaned, squirming against the air."Oh no, you did not just!"Both me and the lady stared at the ice cube I had placed in her p*ssy that was now on the floor."What did I say about disobeying me?"She shook her head desperately in an attempt to defend herself, but I was already grabbing a whip from my row of instruments, not interested in the words she had to offer, and hit it against her already red skin.She groaned and whimpered, getting me harder, and I hit the whip against the clamp on her nipples too, loving the way she whimpered helplessly.She loved it too though; that was why she was here anyway, and she crawle
Lyra Ugh! Finally. I cheered inwardly when the bell for the end of the lecture we were listening to rang. "You could have just skipped class, you know." I rolled my eyes at my friend, Bethany, who stood up with me as the lecturer hollered, "Make sure you submit your assignments tomorrow and meet with your project partners for the assignment." "And risk having my attendance suffer for that." She shrugged and packed her bags too. "At least I wouldn't have had to watch your sullen face throughout the lecture." "It's only because I don't like history, and you know that." We walked out of the theater amongst other students making their way to their next class, and she nudged my shoulders when we were completely out of the lecture room. "What?" She nodded in the direction of a human being that I could care less about now, standing in a corner with a girl smooching his lips, and I rolled my eyes all over again. "Jackson over there is doing all he can to win you back."