บททั้งหมดของ Master Drake's Submissive: บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

POV Lisa. After having a gigantic orgasm, I went to take a shower. When I came back downstairs, I found a note on the living room table in which Drake informed me that he was out shopping in the village. I didn't even know we had passed through a village to get here, after all I was sleeping. I stay a moment sitting on a sofa in the living room, then I begin very quickly to be bored. So I get up and decide to visit the house. It is even bigger than I thought. I walk without really knowing where I'm going, I open the door of Drake's room, it is exactly like him. Cold and imposing. At the same time it gives off a perfect bewitching with character, his usual smell. I don't feel like an intruder in this room, my whole being screams at me that this is where I should be. I stroke the bed with one hand, walk over to her dresser and pick up a bottle of perfume and spray it into the air before putting it down. I continue walking looking at every object in the room, a locked door catches my e

POV Ryan. The doors of the business open as I introduce myself, I walk down the hallway giving the receptionist a charming look and she gives me a cheery smile in return. I am so happy this morning, I need to talk to Drake urgently. I had an idea that we could all spend less on this project and still have quality products. I'm glad I went out yesterday to play poker with the guys, otherwise I would never have gotten this information, so that talking business over a drink with friends isn't just a waste of time as my bitter brother would say.I enter his office and put my briefcase on the table, then I take the elevator to the eighth floor. I open the doors to Drake's office and run into Sandy from secretary, who is picking up papers from the table. "Good morning Mr. Lewiston. "I don't bother to answer him and put my hand on the wrist of my brother's office door. "Your brother is not here. " I hear behind me.I suspend my action and turn to her. "Where is he? ""They're in the con

POV Drake.Three years earlier...This farce called marriage is starting to wear me down. She goes out and comes back in whenever she wants, it's starting to get on my nerves! I've never been in so much pain in my life, this pain is excruciating, even more excruciating than the filthy way my father treats me. She spends her whole life going out and not giving a damn about me. So I started to do the same, in the end it turned out that Frank was right, I naively believed that I could stop being dominant, I believed that she could have helped me get there, but I was wrong. In the end, I locked myself in a vicious circle, a circle in which I cannot get out. But in spite of all that happens to me, I cannot resolve to deceive her. Franck serves me my second glass of the evening. I look at the submissive on her knees beside him. She is perfect so subjected to him, looking at him with devotion, I miss this sensation, the impression to have completely the power and this confidence which there

POV Drake.I arrive at the country house and put my bag on the floor. I arrived with two hours to spare, I head to the bar and pour myself a glass of whiskey, I shouldn't, I know. But this is the first time I've been stressed before a session. I've never been stressed, not even on my wedding day with Sierra. For the first time in a long time, I'm afraid of being turned down. I'm afraid to wait for her and she won't come. I'm afraid she was serious about leaving me, she can't leave, not now. I haven't had my fill of her yet, I still need her, I'm not full of her yet. The real question is: will I ever be full of her? However, I had to reframe her, I am above all a dominant and if Lisa doesn't respect the hours that have been fixed for her daily activities, well, it can't work! I had warned her that domination is not only a question of sex, it is above all a way of life, a way of life to which Lisa will have to get used ! Lisa wakes up something in me which fell asleep since my marriage

POV Lisa.I remain a moment tetanized by what happens under my eyes. I am facing my ex-fiance, the man who betrayed me and abandoned me when I needed him the most. My heart swells with anger, I've never been so angry as I am at this very moment. Should I ignore him? Or should I spit the truth I've been dreaming of spitting in his face all these years? Suddenly, I'm worried about my appearance, I don't want the image he kept of me to be reflected again today. Three years ago, a scared little girl ran into her boyfriend's arms hoping that he would help her. But he pushed her away, completely away. "Gee baby do you remember her? " How could I be friends with such bitches? Profiteers who wait for you to turn your back so they can throw themselves at your boyfriend! And that voice, she's getting on my nerves with her babies. But the answer I'm waiting for is Brian's. Come on dare to tell me you forgot about me, tell me you forgot about the girl you and your family made fun of. "Of cou