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Slave of your body My wife
"Breathe, don't worry, let life reprimand me and please, don't insist, I don't want to give false hope to someone I don't want to be with." "Enough! Stop thinking about him, understand that he's not a good man for you, I don't want him to hurt you, I don't want... Ah, I don't want to argue, I'll take some air, you can go to the bathroom without me," she points to the bathroom, we are both a few meters away from it, "don't take too long, please, I think we'll stay here today, we won't work tomorrow." Ouch, that hurts. She turns around, leaving me feeling like the stupid person I am. I decide to continue my way to the bathroom, but this time I'll splash water on my face, I have to change my attitude. Oh, the truth is, I can do whatever I want, she has no power over me, and I think it's time to let her know. "You're not going anywhere, come with me, or I'll make a scene you won't like," I freeze at the sound of that voice, the person I didn't expect to be here, I swear I only called h
Slave of your body I want you to be my girlfriend
+ I don't want to say it, but I have to go. I can't be a bitch to Pamela. I'm sorry for Harry. "I have to go, they must be waiting for me, I don't want to" "Shhh..." he interrupts me and stops me by holding my arm. "The only person that should matter and the one you should worry about is me, not them." What? "I came with them, I can't do this to Pamela," I insist, but he doesn't understand and shakes his head. It's clear to me that he doesn't like Marcos being near me, but he has to understand that I can't avoid him. I can't tell him to stay away from me just because Harry doesn't like him. That's not how things work. I can't push away anyone that doesn't please Harry. Damn! I admit that I like hot sex, I love when he does things that no one else can do, but I can't accept him ordering me to do things I don't agree with. That's not me. "I can't stand that bastard touching you, undressing you with his eyes, or being around you every time I'm not looking," he growls. "I can't st
Slave of your body Love is a fantasy.
+ I managed to arrive where I thought they were waiting for me anxiously and worriedly, but I was wrong because I see Pamela comfortably chatting with Marcos, and they are both having a good time. Surprisingly, I can see a huge scene that tells me I don't belong in that chair. "I told you, babe, they're fine," he says after putting his hand on my shoulder. I can feel his agitated breath close to my ear. "They want to provoke me, although it sounds bad, I have to tell you that they approach you with a second intention." Oh, how he got me. As if I were a roadrunner! Damn it, he's right about something, and it's that they don't need me, they didn't even notice my absence! "I wasn't expecting it, but I have to approach them," I point out to him. I don't want to give him the satisfaction of being right. "Now you can go and accompany your parents, remember it's your mother's birthday." "In a couple of hours, I'll be at your house, we need to talk," he says, leaving a kiss on my soft a
Slave of your body Love nest
"I don't believe you," I said after pushing him, but it was all useless because I didn't even budge him. Suddenly, I felt Harry's arms around me. Without asking for permission, he lifted me up like a sack of potatoes. I let out a small scream as he carried me, thanking him but also pleading with him to put me down because I wanted to walk. I also suggested that it wasn't a bad idea to lock myself in my room and not come out until Monday. "I want to spend this weekend with you. I've already been with my mother, and she has to understand that I have a life. I want to be with you, or do you want me to be with another woman?" Is he threatening me? He wants to make me jealous, but he won't succeed. I believe that a barking dog never bites. Besides, I doubt I'll find another crazy woman like myself. I'm unique and special. It's best that he uses other tactics to make me jealous, but worse than him. +HARRY+ In the blink of an eye, I can delight in a beautiful sunrise. I spent the whole
Slave of your body Exquisite
I had been in that position for a long time, yes, too long, so I untied her. I spread her legs and let them hang over the edge of the table. The feather duster will do its job now since I don't have a whip like she would have wanted. The feathers do their work, I run them over her body until they tickled her stomach. I brushed her belly with the feathers of this amazing duster. I took my time and worked her body very slowly. I used the duster not only to give her pleasure, but also to remind her that I perfectly controlled the situation. I would show her that she could trust me and that with me, she was safe. I am not what the world thinks of me, I want her to enjoy and forget about the torture. I passed the duster to my left hand and slid the fingers of my right hand between her legs, gently touching her clitoris and then slightly entering her obvious wetness. Then I took out her vibrator from her bag, I wasn't afraid to use it and even less to refuse to use it, so I took it and t
Slave of your body My mother-in-law hates me.
+ALEXANDRA+ Incredible... I'm behaving like a teenager as if he were my first love, I feel lost in front of him, I've even gone to the extreme, all to feel a bunch of butterflies in my stomach, "obviously literally"... Oh, what things I think. I've even gone to the extreme of closing my eyes tightly, I don't want to open them because I'm afraid that all of this is just a mirage and that it will end in a couple of seconds. I think that's my biggest fear, not following through with everything I do, but also losing it the moment I achieve it. Now I'm thinking about getting a puppy and having it be my present, the one that will remind me that sometimes you can have what you desire, but... there are always "buts" and that is what begins, and ends. Oh, I can't lie to myself, I know perfectly well that I wouldn't be able to take care of a puppy, sometimes it's hard for me to take care of myself, let alone a puppy, a toy would be better... Yes, I can baptize it and mark it as this special
Slave of your body Anxieties
"You're a damn equalizer," she tries to slap me again, and I stop her, but I don't stop there. Just as she disrespected me, I feel entitled to do the same and without thinking, I slap her, leaving her paralyzed. "Don't try to touch me for the rest of your fucking life, I warned you, I won't let myself be humiliated, and I won't let a wretch like you lay a hand on me. I don't owe you anything! I don't owe you shit and let me tell you something, your son enjoys having sex with me, he follows me, he wants to be with me and neither you nor anyone else will take that away from him." "Damn it! I swear you'll pay for this, you'll go to jail, damn it, you just hit me," she screams furiously, but I don't give it any importance because she's the one interrupting my peace of mind. "You have to stay away from my little boy, you're a whore and I don't want you near him, you disgust me, you're a dirty woman and probably have HIV!" This woman never ceases to surprise me. First, she discriminates a
Slave of your body She got away with it
+ Without a doubt, I feel like an abandoned dog. Things didn't turn out as I had hoped; Harry left my house, but not before showing him what the cameras had recorded. His reaction was unique; he had no words to justify what his mother had done. I remember him telling me before leaving my room that no one would say goodbye to me and that I could stay calm. But the bad thing is that he left, and he hasn't come to see me or even called me since. Now I'm at work, and he hasn't given me any sign of life, and I have no intention of looking for him because that would cross my boundaries. I have pride, and I don't think I've done anything wrong for him to push me aside. Yesterday, when I was alone all night, I sat in front of my desk, opened my laptop, and sent an email to the app administrators. In a couple of seconds, my direct boss replied, asking me if I was feeling okay because I hadn't answered any calls in a week. At that moment, I replied to her, saying that it would be a pleasure
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Slave of your body Epilogue
+ "Don't even think I'll let you be with that bastard," I advanced until I was just a few centimeters from her, pushing her against the door as she tried to leave. I held her face in my hands and pinned her body with my weight. I brought my nose to her soft hair, inhaling deeply, as rage and desire combined into an intoxicating and explosive cocktail. Without thinking, I captured her lips with mine and our teeth clashed, but I managed to deepen the kiss. Mentally, I screamed in triumph as I felt her arms entwine in my hair. She growled against my mouth, allowing me to delve deeper. She let go and entwined her tongue with mine. I loved it. Her voracity was unexpected. Desire set my body on fire like wildfire. It was strange, I felt that I desired her and she desired me. With a burst of dominance, I grunted and held her by the throat with one hand while we kissed. With the hand that was free, I traveled down her body, discovering her curves; her breasts, her waist, her ass. Feeling
Slave of your body It still belongs to me, and nobody will take it away from me.
+ +HARRY+ Opening my eyes, a huge smile takes over my face as I feel the satisfaction of seeing her sleeping like the angel she is. Being close to her body gives me the opportunity to get closer to her, taking the form of a spoon. We have stayed on the couch. A deep sigh comes out of me, it's been a long time since I felt something like this, she has given herself to me without restrictions. Our bodies surrendered to each other and, thirsty for desire, we satisfied ourselves with pleasure. Control was everything for both of us, it had been that way for a long time. An ironic smile appeared on my lips when I supposed that our relationship was only going to be a temporary intimacy or would lead to the resignation of our marriage, but everything did not turn out as we had planned, no, now she belongs to me, she is my wife, and she will not stop being so. I am torn between fury and my other passive self, I do not want to continue seeing how she plays with our marriage... I have to b
Slave of your body Falling into temptations
I want to escape, Harper has left us alone once again, promising that no one will interrupt us this time. "This is my fucking life, Harry. Stop interfering," my voice breaks, and I feel myself becoming emotional. "That's why I'm asking you to let me go. We can finish this conversation another time." I fall silent as I see him approaching me, stopping for a fraction of a second so that our bodies and breath are close to each other. "Have you stopped loving me?" he asks softly, and I close my mouth and shake my head. "Well, I knew it," he says as he inhales deeply near my neck. Nervously, I moisten my lips, and a moan escapes me involuntarily. "You'll never get from him what I could give you." He cups my face in his hands, forcing me to look up at him, and we share a moment of eye contact. "Stop being presumptuous," I murmur, and he lowers his hands to my waist, lifting me up to kiss me. He presses his warm lips against mine, and I hold onto him tightly when I feel his tongue enter
Slave of your body I still love you
But no, I can't continue, I have to finally realize that Emmanuel is my life now. Shit, all of this is causing me to falter, to crumble, and not think things through. "Come here," his voice is low, and his mysterious gaze drives me crazy. I don't waste any time and slowly approach him. "On your knees," I steady my breathing. No, I have to stand firm, I can't fall because that would be a betrayal. "No, this would be..." "I would never treat you like a whore, and I don't even think that way." I have to resist, but a part of me wants to comply. My other self would kneel before him, and run my hands down the front of his hips without breaking our gaze. Watching as this man masturbates in front of me. No...! I can't be thinking about it, I can't do it. My other self betrays me, imagining what I could do if I fall before him. I see myself opening my mouth, and parting my lips, while at the same time bringing my hands to the back of his legs to grip his thighs. Ah, I melt at the
Slave of your body Hidden feeling
+ALEXANDRA+ I'm feeling kind of regretful because things aren't going as planned. Harry isn't taking things well, the conversation has gone off in another direction, and I don't feel comfortable talking about my personal life, especially after hearing how he blatantly denies his relationship with the woman his mother has always wanted him to be with. Dylan showed me some pictures, and now I feel like I've been living a lie! I'm so stupid for coming to him without considering the consequences. What's wrong with me? I didn't waste any time telling him that he's the father of two wonderful little ones. It's not a lie, but obviously, he's not going to take it well, thinking that I took away months of his time with his children. These past few years have been full of ups and downs for me. The changes were tremendously radical, simply because I had two babies forming inside me. It wasn't just one, as the damn ultrasound showed. In the end, it was two. A lot of things went through my min
Slave of your body Where is my son
No, this seems like a blessed movie or a dramatic novel! "This is a fucking joke, this cheap speech, nobody believes it, you're hearing yourself right," I burst out laughing after hearing a lot of shit from her. "You're talking about how I'm the guilty one and that it's better for you to be away with someone else than with me." "Your reaction is normal, but that's how things are. It was difficult for me to understand, but the truth is that everything was true. We let ourselves be carried away by what we felt, all without considering the consequences of our actions," she looks away after taking a deep breath. "I'll step aside, it's not like I'm taking something away from you that you never had," she crosses her legs after leaning back on the couch. "I'm sorry, I'm introducing myself now because I had to fulfill what I promised, two years without hearing from you." I can see that smile that is hard to appreciate with her lost gaze. I am petrified as I process everything she is saying
Slave of your body The reunion of a confrontation
+ +HARRY+ Time has passed slowly for some, but quickly for others... I have been waiting for the woman who pierced my heart to the core to appear, but I have stopped searching for her again and asking about her because things have taken another direction. I have clung to work like never before, I can't handle myself, she has left me. These past two years have been eternal for me, thinking about her, what has become of her? What is she doing? Who is she with? Has she married? Many questions go through my mind day and night, overwhelming and torturing me at the same time. It's unfair what she has done, she has taken away my right to be with my son, it's not just abandonment, no, it's all about her cruelty, taking away my right to know and be with my son. I have tried to forget her and make this pain go away as quickly as possible. It's clear to me that women don't fulfill me, none of them can compare to Alexandra, and I'm definitely tired of that, it's better to stop before I go cra
Slave of your body The love of Dylan
+ Waking up abruptly, I rub my eyes and glance around. Memories flood back, and I start to comprehend where I am, standing still and processing everything. Oh God, I'm wearing gray silk shorts and a matching silk tank top. He took my clothes off! He saw me naked! Damn, pervert! I'll kill him if he violated me. My phone! What time is it? I swing off the bed and see a pair of low sandals underneath it, I put them on without hesitation. Where is my clothes? I search with my GPS eyes. I look for my wallet. Shit! I left it in the car. I start to panic and try to think of how I'll get out of this house. How will I leave if I don't know where I am? You'll pay for this, you possessive man, I don't give a shit that you're a sexy man and my friend at the same time. Without thinking any further, I decide to leave the room and get lost in this unknown place, although I won't deny that it's magical and cozy. I stealthily walk out like a cautious thief, to my surprise, the entire place is desert
Slave of your body Will you sleep with me?
Dylan took my hand and pulled me out of the office. I tried to break free from him, but the more I struggled, the tighter he squeezed my hand. I could tell he was furious, and his anger was palpable. Control! I had to control myself because if I didn't, I would lose my head along with him. I couldn't stand a man controlling me, let alone one who was so possessive. We quickly left the house. "You're too manipulative," I said. I'm sure his sister will wonder where I went. What will I tell her? It's all so unfair, I try to stay away from sin and temptation, but they keep pulling me back in. I complain of pain, but it doesn't stop him. I want to scream, but it would be stupid to do so. "It's time to go," he exclaimed authoritatively. "Wait..." Oh my God! It's his sister... I try to let go of Dylan's hand, but the idiot won't let me. I feel like I'm going to faint, I'm begging the universe to swallow me up or take me away. "Do you need anything, sister?" he spoke dryly. "Where are y
