Yes Sirs Novels & Stories

SIRIUS : Yes NUN #1 : Why don’t you want to let him ride it? SIRIUS : Because I’m using it NUN #1 : But it doesn’t look to me like you are actually using it, you just seem to be sitting there, why don’t you let him ride it for a little bit SIRIUS : No!!! NUN #1 : Sirius dint be so stubborn, just let him ride it ( she attempts to take hold of Sirius’s hand and lead him away but Sirius holds on to the swing and refuses to let go)

“Yes sir” The three chorused loudly.

He knew what he had to say. “Yes Sir.”

Perhaps I had a choice, and perhaps I did not- it was the latter. The sound from the bathroom quickly muffled in my ear as the huge screen in front of me flashed with pictures. I was stunned, staring at the two people in front of the screen. Kaius, and a woman - Sofia, the queen of the entertainment industry! I quickly increased the volume to listen to what was being said, and the more I listened, the more I felt my small heart shatter. “Sensation, Kaius Blackwood announces engagement to actress Sofia Reyes.” What was this feeling?

"Hey, you guys." Kieran replied hoarsely, "We'll talk tomorrow. I'm busy!"

So I swallowed hard and stepped forward. Jess smiled. “Perfect. Let’s start with the couch. Marcus, you’re already sitting when she walks in. Lila, you come in nervous but trying to act confident. We’ll roll when you’re ready.” Marcus sat on the couch. Legs spread. One arm draped along the back. Cock already half-hard under the thin fabric of his briefs. I stood at the edge of the set. Heart hammering so hard I was sure the microphones would pick it up. Jess called action.

Is Sirius the only one? Jack gritted his teeth knowing what was coming as he refused to answer, the pain was indescribable as he hit the prod in the same place causing the blister to burst and another huge one to form. He was writhing in agony and it brought me back to consciousness sharply as I felt his pain hit me. We both knew the tortures he had planned for us had been outlawed by Governments after the end of the Second World War but it did not stop him from using them. I had to force myself to remain still, Jack was in pain but not in danger of dying and we both knew I had to find out how far he was going to take it. Thankfully he ended it there and as he closed the door behind him I sp

His hair was thick black, combed neatly back, and his posture was so commanding, as if he owned the entire city spread out below him. He had not turned around yet. I closed the door gently, then stood in the middle of the room. My voice sounded small when it finally came out. “I’m back, Sir.” Only then did he turn around slowly. His eyes caught mine right away, sharp and deep like a starless night. He took another sip of his whiskey, then placed the glass on the small table beside him. A thin smile appeared on his lips, the kind I already knew, the one that always made my stomach feel strange.

“Second, when you answer, I want you to call me ‘Sir’.” My eyes widen. My abdomen flares with heat. My breath becomes shaky. I shift my head, trying to look up at him, but his hand goes back to my hair to keep me in place. “Do you understand?!” He demands. I swallow. Then I awkwardly nod my head as best as I can against the desk. “Yes, what?” “Yes, sir.” I say breathlessly. Why does he suddenly want to be called sir? I have suspicions. Starting with the obvious fact that I said it at the office earlier today.

"Yes sir." ~*~ Anna.