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She's still not saying anything which for unknown reason, gnaw at me. I'm very interested in what she have to say after accusing me of slavery and bestiality."Rule 13" I state and she looks up at me. Then blinks as memory of that rule take place in her. I'm genuinely surprised by her memory.“I’d appreciate an apartment. Secured. Exclusive estate, please.” I take a sip of wine with an unintended chuckle.“You’re in a precarious position to be negotiating, mia belle."She looks at the center table. Dragging her nails against her wine glass.“I know. It’s just...I’m living at work. It’s not a good look, going back there after being used all night.”She says, hiding something. I don’t push. Her life isn’t my business. Though I know she’s been sleeping in the staff building, that she ended things with the supervisor she was sleeping with, three weeks ago. That she have three thousand dollars saved and has been saving for two years.“That’s why you’ll be paid.”“You don’t fuck gentle.” W

13 CRAWL TO ME

Eyes on me, she pours. A slow tilt. The wine trails down and I watch it move across her and feel my jaw tighten with the effort of stillness.She sets the glass down and lowers to her knees.And crawl towards me.Her eyes locked on me, gaze unwavering with heat that burns through the ice of my body.I grip her hair when she reaches me and note my pulse has done something it hasn’t done in a session in four years but I file it away.“That’ll be the last time you make demands or tell me what to do like I mean you harm” She nods.I pull her up and settle her weight onto me. And she moves closer, completely giving me all of her. Obedient.She is warm in a way that isn’t temperature. Substantial in a way that isn’t just weight.My hands find her waist on its own and I bury my face in her neck instead of examining it.“Don’t change this perfume.”“Yes, master.” My cock hardens immediately, nudging the fabric hiding her cunt from me and she tightens her grip on my neck.“Always wear your hos

2 million

ELEANOR POVI can't walk. If that was fucking, then I’ve never been fucked. Here is the absolute, painful truth: Until you get fucked by a man that fucks like war, don't think you've been fucked.If I wasn't the only one scheduled for the shift, I wouldn't be at work. It has been four days of me working day and night. In a literal day and night. I have no idea what Banks is high on, but he doesn't get tired, and he is always, always hard.And now, I can't sit properly, and I'm supposed to go to him again tonight."Are you sure you're fine?" a friendly, regular client ask as he checked out."Yes, sir. Just menstrual pain," I say, offering a tight smile. It isn't entirely a lie; the pain is in the same general area.This is just inflicted by a billionaire, not biology. I'm close to kneeling. I can't even stand without a sharp, throbbing reminder of last night. Even this morning, he didn't let me go. He didn't sleep with me, but he stopped me from leaving the red room. "I’ll finish wor

TUNNEL

I have thirty minutes until closing, and I'm high on adrenaline and low on brain power. I always thought I’ll know exactly what to do with money once I got it, but my brain is currently a jumble of multi-million dollar lists.My elder brother can go back to school, but I still need to start a business to keep the money multiplying in case Banks gets tired of me early. I have to stop working, but I can't quit yet because I have no apartment. Banks didn't mention getting the exclusive estate again, and seeing this money, I don't have the stomach to ask.I need to change my wardrobe. Not like it’s necessary; apart from hosiery, I’m naked with him all through. But I want to wear something for him. A little need to keep him interested in me, especially on days I'm being picked to go meet him like these past days. The moment I close from work, his driver is right outside for me. I only branched home early two days ago to pick few clothes and keep here. I exhale loudly."You should swal

NEW HOUSE

Instead of a dark place or a desolate forest, we pass through an impeccably curated estate gate without the guards so much as glancing at the car's plates.The driver brings the luxury sedan to a smooth stop in front of a modern storey building that seems to claw at the sky."Mr. Banks said to reach out to this person," the driver says, passing me a card with an industrial-looking logo.I take it absent-mindedly, my mind refusing to process the card because it is too busy admiring the view before me.I am gawking. My jaw is literally hanging open.I’ve seen luxury.I’ve been in Banks’s high-rise penthouse. But his place feels like a mansion—established, rich, and modern. This place... this is a skyscraper of pure glass, steel, and arrogant, modern architecture.It looks less like a place people live and more like a high-end, futuristic resort."Is this... is this his new place?" I ask alighting, my voice a whisper of disbelief.The driver looks at me through the rearview mirror, and

Home

WOW.It is twenty times larger than my old apartment.Floor-to-ceiling windows wrap around the entire third floor, offering a view of the city that seems to go on for miles. The furniture is sleek, modern, and looks like it costs more than I made in my entire life before meeting him.Who am I kidding? It does.I spend the next four hours checking through everything.The kitchen is stocked with high-end appliances I don't know how to use and ingredients I can't pronounce.Every drawer in the bedroom is filled with expensive hosiery and lingerie- his preferred barrier between my skin and his hand.After spending half the night exploring, the sheer, crushing reality of it hits me. I need someone to share this with. I need to scream about it, to dissect it, to logic it out with someone who loves me and won't judge.And I have... no one.Can’t talk to my siblings yet. Can’t talk to my parents. I lived with my colleague, Samantha, but we aren't close, and telling her my new apartment is a m

Anthony

BANKS POV"I never knew you loved plump girls."I put down my phone and clear my throat, hating that I can't watch her scramble for me, or whoever she imagines dare to release onto her."I do now," I reply dismissively to the partner who had made himself my friend and wouldn't stop prying. It is six a.m., approximately two hours since I left Eleanor’s home."She has quite the tits, and you’ve always liked those.""What did you just say?" He turns his back to me, focusing on one of my shelves where files on my achievements lay."We’ve been friends for a while.""Partner," I corrected. He turns back and chuckles before pulling out my award for the Forbes 40 under 40. He owns one as well. "Well, I’ve seen you with girls and had drinks with you… that’s friendship, you asshole.""I am sure you came here for better things." He moves to the guest sofa, three steps below us."She’s quite talkative."I hate inefficient people. That’s why I had my assistant's personal assistant sacked this mor

Somnophilia

My phone pings, and I pick it up. A voice note from her: Good day Mast… Mr. Banks. I grimace at the formal use of my name from her lips. She exhales aloud."We need to talk about whether to still address you as Master outside the bedroom"She groans and the voice note ends.Another follows, and I listen."I am sorry, since you are busy, but I’m curious, not like there are other options, but I just want to be sure because I can't get it off my brain."Another deep breath follows, and I imagine her fiddling with her nails while licking her lips."Did you come to this apartment last night? I just… I woke up with cum on my tits and pussy, also my throat is sore, and…"She takes another pause, then the voice note ends.A message is already waiting: "I am just curious, Did master cum on my tits yesterday or this morning?" The weight holding my chest and throat ease up."I did," I reply, and she calls immediately."Mr Banks! Oh my God! I couldn't even get myself to work!""Stop screaming."

GUARDS

ELEANOR POV"I’ll pick you up by 3 p.m, Miss." Vandiver says"Sure, no problem."I find my way into the shop, feeling happy and unsure. Happy that the money is there, but unsure if I’ve just been bought and cut off.What made me think it was a good idea to tell a man like that how I wanted to be fucked while I was asleep?"Are your fats blocking your ears, too?"Johnny says, staring me down. He lives nearby and always opens the shop. Most times, he is absent before I come."Good morning.""I knew you were cunny and tactless, never knew you will throw yourself at a man like Banks Wellington."How did he know?"You even kissed him in front of the shop."This is why I needed to stop."Is your flapping skin covering your cunt, you will beg anyone to fuck you?"Ignore him, Eleanor.I look through the shelves and begin the process of logging in for the day, Except, Johnny my not so cultured ex bf continues to assault my day."You can come back to me," he says, moving closer."We had it nice

Dermatologist

ELEANOR POVIt is two weeks since I knew Banks, and three days since I last saw him. He is alive, and the contract is still on. I know this because he texted me this morning while I was preparing for work. **BANKS:** Work? I knew it meant: *Why am I off to work?* **Me:** My replacement hasn't arrived. He does not reply, and sincerely, I am used to it. He only chats and comment when it's to order. Well, sometimes, he indulges in my chats but I've been careful since he hung up on me when I told him to fuck me when I am asleep. It's three pm, and as usual, I've no replacement. Yet. At this rate, I doubt I'll get any replacement. Johnny have make it his duty to reject every candidate that comes for an interview: * "Short retail experience." * "Can't recognize correct perfume notes." * "Too lazy." * "Doesn't stand or speak in ways that convince clients." It is always too much of this or that, and I am actually exhausted. Thank goodness Banks hasn't been around.

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