All Chapters of Master Of Desires: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

3 Months Before I tried to fix my long and fake rabbit ears for the third time on top of my head. But, no matter how great my effort was, the accessory insisted on slipping forward, blocking my vision from time to time with a black silk bow that shaved lightly on the tip of my heavy eyelashes by the mascara. Sighing exasperated, I moved the thin fabric away from my face with a strong peteleco, crossed my arms on top of the “Right... “ Kendall pondered, spinning a cherry between his teeth. “You were really right when you said it would be much easier if we had planned to renew the bet every first day of the month. “Shrugging, I stole one of the cherries inside the Condiment Container and sucked my fingers loudly. “I warned you. “Kendall rolled her eyes and snorted. “How much do you bet on the night? ““Five hundred. ““No chance. ““Five hundred or nothing “ I said with an open smile. Kendall hit the lid of the container with the fruits at the same time that I stretched out my hand

Truth be told: If it were in a real competition, I would win with one hundred percent of the votes for the first place of a real bitch. But despite the very well accepted title, I did not fit the standards imposed by the sexist society whose air I was forced to share for years of my life. The fact was that I had never been involved with married men, or that at least had the moral to indicate a serious relationship with women who differed from the rich and depressed bitches that irritated me. My lust differentiated at this point. I would never forgive myself for being the cause of the destruction of a family, even if it cost me a wonderful night with an experienced man. Even if the idea of getting stuck in a lasting relationship burned my skin and irritated my free ego, I put myself in the shoes of every woman who waited for her husband at home, not knowing that he frequented places similar to what I was used to finding my best fucks. Children who were waiting for their parents to tel

Only when the lights became darker and less constant, I noticed that the man's hair was slightly darkened with a layer of gel, the blond strands giving the impression of moisture on a smooth and thin amount. He gave me a biased smile, and slipped away from the bar stool, heading in the direction close to the dance floor, disappearing into the corridor that led to the bathrooms and the employees' locker room.When I went down the counter, avoiding as much as possible bumping into the customers who got together to enjoy the show, I had the impression that Kendall tried to call me, but I was swallowed by the human warmth and strong sweat odor that mixed inside the dance floor. I ignored the calls and followed the leather man, trying not to make it so obvious that my night of fun would depend on him.I didn't have to delve into the wide and well-lit corridor, free of the effect of lights and muffled by the little air passage. The man was leaning against the wall, his arms crossed giving ev

“You didn't have to worry” I said, when your hands left my shoulders. My fingers shook to take your hands and put them on me again, but I kept my hormones crossing my fingers behind my back. “ I know how to dress alone, you know.”He laughed again, without humor, but gently. He seemed like the perfect mix between roughness and kindness, a junction of distinctions. In the same way that his appearance would never catch my attention, although his gestures were exactly what he sought to feel in a man.“ Arrange “ he said. “ I'm sure my friend wouldn't let her if he wasn't here for a bigger reason than fun.”The feeling of being someone worthy of pity hit me. Looking at the man again, I realized that the darkness in his eyes had withdrawn, and in place was only convenience, as if talking to me was a duty for his interruption. He probably still believed that I was a prostitute. Even if I had not denied the thought, there were not so many reasons to continue clinging to a vague idea.I raised

When I moved the pillow away from my face, shaking my hair with the movement, I noticed that the man had broken. I hadn't even asked for your name before bringing it to my house and having sex in my own room. If I still lived with my father, I was sure that he would skin me and the man who would shudder my walls with loud moans. However, this was not the case.I slipped out of the sheets, unintentionally turning in front of my closet with dark doors, where a mirror was located in the center of the sliding doors. My eyes descended to my tanned and reddish skin, and a shadow of disapproval had appeared above the greenish color in my irises, as dark as a moss.It can be said that for someone with such high self-esteem, it was easy to admire their image in the face of a reflection. However, my face was different from what I used to feel, so I tried to avoid the mirrors. I didn't look for long, and when it was strictly necessary, I didn't see in a true way. I just did what I needed and sai