All Chapters of My Submissive: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

SibelleWe arrived home, and I felt like a princess from a fairy tale, but imprisoned. The car stopped in the large parking lot of the castle. A guard came to open the door for me, I got out, joined by Carlos, who took me by the hand as we headed towards the grand salon.- Can I go see my friend now?- Ask Lucia (the housekeeper), call me Lucia.She ran to come.- Lucia, you already know Sibelle, show her the same respect that you owe me.- Yes, sir.- Take her to her friend.- Alright, sir, follow me, madam.I followed her through a corridor, and we arrived in front of an office that she opened, letting me pass. I saw Andréa, focused on a document.- Hello, my dear.I took her in my arms. She was happy to see me, throwing herself into my embrace.- But where have you been all this time?- You will never guess what happened to me.- What happened?I told her everything that happened to me, from the descent into the basement, to the ultimatum he gave me, to the shopping outing and the

SibelleI go up to rest. Bastard, yes, I don't mind you repeating yourself, who does he think he is? My father? Go up and rest.Does he think I'm five years old? Inhuman.You're not going to get away with this, you think you're in control, you spend your time terrorizing everyone, and you call that power, what power? Are you happy like this? This isn't a life, where everyone hates you, you live locked up, guarded like a prisoner, that's not happiness.I want to throw these words in his face, but it's impossible, it would be suicide. I prefer to keep it all to myself. If I value my life, I have to keep this down my throat.I go straight to bed, actually I'm tired, I fall asleep the moment my head touches the mattress.I am woken by a movement. I don't know, I have the impression that I'm not alone in my room. I look around, and I see him sitting in an armchair at my bedside. I sit up and wait for him to speak.- It took you a while to wake up. Follow me. I get up and follow him. He lea

SibelleYou need to know what your man wants, you need to know what makes him go crazy. Because whether you like it or not, you belong to him now, so your stay here must be sweet, wonderful, incomparable. For that to be possible, you must make an effort. You need to make an effort to appreciate your man and, at the same time, your life here. Because if you are to be happy here, it will automatically involve him.He can make you happy or unhappy. It's up to you to make him grant you everything you want. And for that to happen, you have to sleep with him, you have to love sleeping with him, you have to make it so that when he sleeps with you, he cannot be attracted to any other woman.Do you understand what I mean now?- Yes, I understand now, Mom.You mean I have to be a good whore.- Indeed, that's what I want you to be, a good whore, for your sake and for all our sakes. Before his return, I will prepare you a concoction of peels with which you will wash yourself. When he comes back,

SibelleI feel a tickling along my back, what could possibly be disturbing me in my sleep? I change positions, and now it's along my thigh, something is moving up my thigh. I take my hand to remove the intruder, and it starts again, now it’s going up inside my thigh. I sit up abruptly to see what it is.- You took a while to wake up, says the eagle.I look at him with sleepy eyes.- What time is it?- Six o'clock.- Why wake me up so early? I'm still tired.- Your day is packed, and I have to go work out. Get dressed quickly so we can go.- I don’t want to work out.- Except that I didn’t ask for your opinion, so hurry up. I'm waiting for you here so we can go. After the workout, it will be eight o'clock, we’ll go for a health check, then it will be the tattoo, and after that, the passport. You see, we have a long day ahead.I get up to brush my teeth and wash up, then I return to the bedroom to find a very sexy sports outfit on the bed. I quickly get dressed, this time without hiding

SibelleAlright, sir.I continue to move forward, feeling his lewd gaze on my rear. We arrive in his office, he sits down in his chair, and opens his drawers to take out his files, which he reads a bit before putting them in his binder.- When can I call my family?- Tomorrow.- Why not today? It’s been days since I last spoke to my family.- I said tomorrow; I don’t like being contradicted.- Very well, sir.What more can I say? Nothing!To avoid angering him, I prefer to remain silent.After retrieving his documents, we leave the office. I am still in front of him walking, moving my hips, I turn around to see his reaction; his eyes are glued to my backside, I smile, how can men love looking at women's butts so much?We get into the vehicle, as soon as we are seated:- Come sit on me.What is this again? He makes me sit astride on him, I feel his erection in his pants, his hands are resting on my buttocks, caressing them at will, I look at him, he has his eyes closed, enjoying his to