All Chapters of Take me, I am yours: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

His touch on my shoulder served as the initial signal of his presence behind me, distinct from Sean's usual entrance marked by a whip. Steve, on the other hand, gently laid his hand on me, exuding a soothing effect. As my body continued to resonate with the echoes of pleasure, a newfound sense of security enveloped me under his touch. Perhaps, this was precisely why Sean was eager to include Steve in the equation for such scenarios—to provide an immediate and innate feeling of safety. It became evident that feeling safe was crucial if I were to explore my fantasies further.The audible click of the closing and locking door assured me of our privacy, intensifying my relaxation. Steve's hand traced a deliberate path down my back, sending shivers through me with every touch.His hand lifting off my back, I jumped as it hit across my ass, the pleasure rippling through me, my moans almost escaping, my mind telling me to take the blindfold off and just pull him to me.I could feel his movem

I woke up to find Sean absent from the room, and as I scanned the surroundings, it seemed that nothing had changed. Searching for my belongings or phone to check the time, I discovered it was already 3 pm—leaving me puzzled about how time had slipped away.Quickly donning my dress, I headed to the bedroom for a brisk shower and changed into fresh clothes. Descending the stairs, I noticed Beatrice smiling at me. Although I wasn't sure about the reason for her smile, my mood remained upbeat."Where is everyone?" I asked, surveying the quiet and seemingly empty house."Well, Steve and Sean left about an hour ago, something to do with business. John is at work and Martha is apparently having too much fun to bring the girls back.""So, I have been alone for a few hours while you slept off last night.""So, what happened then?"Why is she asking about last night? Did she know what happened?"Well, that is between me, Sean, and Steve." She looked at me shocked"Okay, we are coming back to th

Steve entered, appearing as if he had endured a challenging day. I approached him, heading to the kitchen with an offer to fetch a drink and prepare some food. While he declined the food, he accepted the drink.Curiosity about what transpired between him and Ophelia nagged at me, prompting me to enquire, "Has Ophelia left for good now? I can't fathom why you two couldn't find a resolution; she seemed deeply in love with you.""It's not as straightforward as love anymore. We had decided years ago on our life goals, but she changed her mind. She decided she wanted a family, a different life somewhere else, away from here and away from me," Steve explained.The revelation left me in awe. Could it be that she genuinely wanted to distance herself from him?"I don't think she was going away from you. I guess if she decided she wanted kids and you don't, then that would have been the final push to her leaving. I can't see why anyone would walk away from you, because of you." I could; he was

He ascended the stairs, returned downstairs, and gently covered my eyes with a blindfold, heightening my anticipation at the sound of the fridge opening.His lips resumed their tantalising dance, and I instinctively grasped his hair once more. I could sense an intense sensation against my intimate area, moaning as it penetrated me, his mouth skilfully teasing my clitoris.The rhythmic movement intensified, becoming faster and more forceful. My screams grew louder, my grip on his hair tightening, urging him to lavish me with more attention. Moaning, on the brink of climax, a sudden sharp sting across my face heightened my excitement as his hand made contact. It drove me wild, unable to resist pulling him closer for an even more intense experience."Don't you fucking cum; you're my slut and you don't have permission o." His voice sent me wild, the orgasm exploding inside me, my hands gripping his hair even harder as the screams escaped my mouth, my pussy pulsing from the feeling."Bitch

He paused, standing beside me, and his lips met mine while his hand traversed my body, attempting to soothe me. Closing my eyes, I reminded myself that the fear was a creation of my mind, an unknown element unnerving me. So, I tried to release it, as I always did. I could sense his movement, eyes shut, in a state of relaxation, eagerly anticipating his next touch. The sensation of leather gliding across my skin made my back attempt to arch, but I couldn't quite manage it. The whip descended, striking across my breasts, eliciting a moan. Opening my eyes just in time, I observed him lowering the gag into my mouth. Subsequently, the blindfold covered my eyes, plunging me into darkness. Deprived of sight, I surrendered completely, immobilised and mute. Feeling his hand placing a ball in my grasp served as a warning that he was about to commence. "I want to completely blind all your senses, kitten." I heard him move, then felt the earbuds push into my ears – silence, total silence. Hol