MasukHe went to get his surprise while I was eating a little thinking more about us.
This trip changed everything. I had a secret crush on him and never told him anything. Even in school and college, I didn't try any boy in my life. I know that if I wanted a boyfriend, then he would be mad at me for a little time but soon agree with me because he loves me and was never able to see me sad. But something in me wanted him for my life, I like men rather than boys who just want in between your legs. He is a man of his word, the way he took care of me for the last thirteen years. He never failed me, He supported me in every decision. "Happy birthday princess" Daddy kissed my cheek, pulling me back from my thoughts. "It's not 12, am yet" I pouted and Daddy chuckled. "Princess at 12, 1 will be inside with you" He whispered, making me go all red for him while he sat beside me. "Cut the cake, princess," He said, and I nodded. I cut the cake, and we celebrated my birthday before midnight because he had a different plan for the night. "Do you like it?" Did he ask, tracing his hand on my bare shoulders? "Yes, it's so beautiful," I replied, looking at the beautiful suit he booked for us. We are on the top floor of the hotel. This suite was different from other suites, the ceiling was made of glass, and I could see stars twinkling in the sky. It was looking so beautiful The interior decor was spectacular made of glass. Anyone can see what was going on inside the room, but the room was located on the top floor, and only stars could see what was happening in the beautiful room. "Do you like to spend your first night here?" He whispered in my ear, putting his hand on my stomach. His palm caresses my body like his warm breath in my ears. "I loved it," I whispered, looking at the sky. It felt like we were in the sky, not in a mere hotel room in our world away from everyone, our forbidden world. "How do you feel moaning my name," He said, placing his hand around my chest just near the zipper of the red and adding "Coming on me while looking at this beautiful sky," He said, playing with the zipper of my dress. "Daddy...." I blushed before looking into his blue eyes filled with desire, my dress pooled around my legs. "You wanted to tease me," He said, roaming his hand on my bare back. I was only in my panties. Furthermore, I didn't wear a brassiere, as my gown has a pad to cover my breasts. "No daddy" batting my eyelashes leaving my clothes on the floor as I sat on the bed. I placed my leg on the other leg. I could see his eyes darken with my every move, and his boner showing my effects on him. The dim light in the room and my naked body must be shining for him. "Don't tease me, princess, you don't know how I am controlling myself to be gentle with you?" He said removing his coat. "Princess, I want to ask you one last time, are you ready to be mine," He asked, his voice holding seriousness. His hand slowly opened the button of the shirt and like a predator, his eyes roamed over my naked self. "More than anything Daddy," I said, leaning on the bed like his favorite meat, ready for him to devour. I was looking at the sky. My upper body was lying on the bed while my lower body was hanging on the floor. "Tonight those stars are going to witness our love, Daddy," I said, looking at the twinkling stars and memorizing the night. The view, the environment, everything was so romantic like a girl ever wants for her first time with her lover, and I was feeling it, I was feeling his love, lust, and obsession. "Yes princess, you will love every moment of tonight," He said slowly tracing his finger on my bare calf, giving a chill in my spine. I could feel goosebumps on my body and something churning in my tummy. "Make love to me Daddy," I took a deep breath, opening my arms for him. He was standing near my leg without clothes. We were both naked. Only a little piece was hiding my jewel. I gasped looking at his God-made body like a Greek god. I sat on the bed and took a good look at his body. There was no ounce of fat. His eight abs were visible, His body was like some magazine model showing all muscles in the right place. I was looking at him from up to down. "It's too big," My eyes were stuck on his lower body looking down at his hard member long and hard, ready to break my seal and make me his forever. He chuckled and came to the bed sitting beside me, he said, "You will take me whole, don't worry" He cooed while taking me in his lap. "It’s going to hurt a lot" I whispered while my body shivered in his embrace. It was the first time we were feeling each other naked. His hard and warm body against my bare skin was enough to arouse me. My hard nipples of mine show his effects on me. "I will ease the pain and only give you pleasure," He said, and his hand cupped my boobs, squeezing them lightly and his index finger and thumb rolled my nipples. "Ohhhh" I moaned when he pinched them. "Baby I am so excited to take you" He growled, gently laying me on the bed. The hunger was visible in his eyes and voice. "Ohhh..." I was only trembling and moaning under him. His mouth was showering toddler kisses everywhere. His hand roamed everywhere. I was losing my sense of him. His touch just does something to my body. I am feeling like he is controlling my body, my mind, and my soul. He held so much desire for me, it was giving a chill to my spine. He kissed me gently and slowly, taking his entire time, not giving me time to breathe. Slowly he started going from my neck to my shoulder. He is kissing each part of my body. I know he is controlling himself to claim me. His hard member is poking into my inner thighs.A harsh laugh, devoid of humor, echoed in the confined space. “Where you belong, princess. For now.”A hand, large and calloused, brushed against her cheek, a touch that made her skin crawl. She flinched away, a desperate, futile movement.“Don’t touch me.” Her voice, though still weak, held a surprising edge of defiance.“Feisty, ain’t she?” the gruff voice mused. “James sure picked a spirited one.”James. The name, a cold shard of ice, pierced through the fog of her disorientation. This wasn’t random. This was connected to him. Her affair, the dangerous game she played, had finally caught up to her. The realization settled in her gut, a heavy, sickening weight.“What do you want?” She forced the words out, her breath catching.“That’s for the boss to say,” the higher voice retorted. “You just sit tight.”Days bled into each other, marked only by the shifting shadows beneath her blindfold and the sporadic appearances of her captors. Food, bland and unappetizing, was shoved i
She arrived at Aria’s apartment, a small, vibrant space filled with books and art, a stark contrast to the elegant, controlled order of James’s house. Aria greeted her with a warm hug, her eyes, sharp and perceptive, instantly scanning Ella’s face.“Hey, El! You look… tired.” Aria pulled her into the living room, gesturing to the overflowing coffee table. “I made your favorite.”Ella managed a weak smile, sitting carefully on the edge of the sofa. “Thanks. Long week.” She kept her head slightly averted, hoping the soft lighting and her careful makeup would hide the discoloration.Aria poured them both coffee, her movements fluid and graceful. “Tell me about it. Classes are insane. But you know, I was thinking about what we talked about last time…”“Oh, Aria,” Ella interrupted quickly, trying to steer the conversation away. “It’s fine. Everything’s fine. James has just been busy with work.”Aria paused, her coffee cup halfway to her lips. Her gaze sharpened, focusing on Ella’s
“You are mine, Ella. Understand that.” His voice was a low growl, a promise and a threat. He didn’t wait for an answer, his mouth descending again, this time trailing down her jaw, tasting the faint salt of her tears. He reached her bruised cheek, his lips brushing over the tender skin, a bizarre combination of apology and assertion.His hands moved, deftly unbuttoning her blouse, his fingers brushing against her skin, sending goosebumps dancing across her flesh. She shivered, a mix of fear and arousal. He pushed the fabric from her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor in a silken heap. Her bra followed, and her breasts, heavy and sensitive, spilled into his waiting palms. He cupped them, his thumbs circling her nipples, which instantly hardened into tight peaks.“Beautiful,” he murmured, his voice thick with desire, a stark contrast to the harsh words of the previous night. He lowered his head, his mouth closing over one engorged nipple, suckling deeply. A gasp escaped her
Tears pricked at her eyes, blurring his sharp features. “My gratitude? I am grateful, James, but I’m not a servant. I’m a person. I thought we had something real.”“Real?” He dropped his hand, his expression hardening. “What’s real, Ella, is the roof over your head. The food in your mouth. The opportunities I provide. That’s real. Your romantic fantasies are not.” He turned away, picking up his glass again. “Perhaps a reminder is in order.” He rarely spoke to her directly, preferring to issue commands or dismiss her efforts with a wave of his hand. The vibrant, passionate man from Paris had vanished, replaced by a rigid, demanding overlord.Ella tried to talk to him, to penetrate the icy wall he had erected. She chose a quiet evening, after dinner, when he was reading in the study. She poured two glasses of his favorite Scotch, hoping the gesture might soften him.She approached his armchair cautiously, the soft lamplight illuminating the tension in his shoulders. “James,” she
Aria sighed, a hint of frustration in her expression. “Maybe. I just I worry about you, El. You’ve been through so much. And he’s… well, he’s a lot older, and he’s your guardian. It’s just… complicated.”“It’s not complicated,” Ella insisted, a touch of irritation creeping into her voice. “It’s perfectly straightforward. He’s a good friend to my family, and he’s looking out for me. End of story.” She knew she was pushing too hard, but she couldn’t back down. Not now. The thought of Aria, or anyone, knowing the truth, sent a wave of icy fear through her.Aria studied her for another long moment, her dark eyes still holding that unshakeable concern. Finally, she relented, though a flicker of doubt remained in her gaze. “Okay, okay. If you say so.” She pushed her empty espresso cup away. “Just… be careful, El. Promise me.”Ella managed a weak smile. “I’m always careful, Aria. You know me.” The lie felt like ash on her tongue. Careful was the last thing she had been. With James, sh
Ella turned, a wide smile breaking across her face. Aria, a whirlwind of bright colors and boundless energy, was practically sprinting towards her, her long, dark hair streaming behind her. Aria, her best friend since kindergarten, the one person who knew her better than anyone, even if she didn’t know everything Aria launched herself at Ella, a bone-crushing hug that momentarily stole her breath. “I missed you so much! Paris, huh? You lucky bitch!” She pulled back, her dark eyes sparkling with excitement. “Spill. Every. Single. Detail!!!!!!!!!!”Ella laughed, a genuine, unburdened sound. “It was amazing, Aria. Truly.” She linked arms with her friend, pulling her towards their favorite coffee spot, a small, bustling café tucked away in a quiet corner of the campus. “You would have loved it. The shopping, oh my god, the shopping!”They settled into a booth by the window, the aroma of roasted beans filling the air. Ella ordered a latte, Aria a triple espresso, her usual fue







