AIDEN
For some fucked up reason, I was hard as a rock by the time I left Persy's room. The mere idea of it had me riddled with shame. How could I be so turned on by that girl? I had a deviant taste, which consisted of me getting turned on by a woman or several women's pain. It was why I did not find it strange that seeing Persy cry had stirred up my cock right away. What I found strange however, was why the hard-on refused to lessen, even after she had gotten over her pain.I did not want to admit being interested in her, simply because I was not. I had not been interested in Kassie that way, and she looked exactly like Persy. I would find a way to kill this physical attraction, just because I wanted nothing to get in the way when we would finally want to terminate the contract.Until then, though. For now, I had to take care of the goddamn monster in my pants."Aiden Bates." I spoke into the phone as soon as the call went through.Gianna's high-pitched voice came in right away, "Oh, Aiden! I thought you would never call! You do not know how long I have yearned for you, I have missed—""Come over to the penthouse, and do come along with the twins you brought over the last time." I instructed, having no time to waste."Oh, okay! I'll just call them up right away. Wow, you must have truly enjoyed the last time—""How long would it take you all to arrive?" I questioned impatiently."In a few minutes. We happen to be close-by. Mmm, you must be really horny to—"I ended the call midway, simply because Gianna's voice had the cup for the most annoying I ever had to listen to. And the worst part about everything was that she never shut up. If it wasn't for the fact that I tolerated her pussy, I would have cut her off a long time ago."To The S. Penthouse." I told Sam, to which he did a mock salute to, facing the road. Yes, The S. Penthouse was short for the The Sex Penthouse, and according to the name, it was strictly for the act of fornication. I hardly ever took anyone to my personal home, which was why even my ex had to get a different apartment. The women I fucked had the penthouse dedicated to them, just so none of these women could step their feet into my home.My parents were allowed to visit, but even then, I made sure that they knew that I preferred being alone in my own space, and they could call me over to visit if they wanted me to stay around for a good period of time.Pops wanted to know what would happen when I finally got married to Kassie. I told him that when I reached the bridge, I would cross it. Maybe I would accept her into my house, just because it was the proper thing to do, but we would stay in different chambers. She would probably occupy the second floor of my mansion, while I occupied the first.Despite all the calculations going through my head, my hard-on was hardly reduced. Fuck this Persy girl.The moment we arrived at my Penthouse, I alighted my car without waiting for Sam to pull my side open, and I barged into the building. Sam knew better than to follow behind.In no time, I reached the inside of the Penthouse which was situated at the top of one of my buildings which was totally empty, since I did not want any random person tracking my sexual escapades to this place. The wide space only contained a couch and a King sized bed coupled with a few luxurious items here and there. The entire place was rounded with tinted glass, and the floor was made of marble. At one end, were my tools.They consisted of whips, chains, handcuffs, gags & muzzles, blindfolds, collars & chokers, sex toys and so much more items which I used to derive pleasure with the women I had sex with.I pulled my tie loose and tossed it aside. My suit came next, followed by my pants. The moment all my clothing was discarded, save for my boxer briefs, I picked up my phone and dialed Gianna's number again."Hey! I'm here already, Sam doesn't want to let us in! Here, speak to him!" Gianna whined.I waited to hear Sam's voice before I would speak."Sir?""Let them in. They have come on my behalf." I ordered and he responded in affirmative. The call ended after that.It did not take long before Gianna and her blonde friends waltzed into the room, all looking tipsy when it was just barely mid-afternoon. They reeked of alcohol, even. Would make the work easier for me, though, so I did not mind it."You called for us…" Gianna drawled in that yawny voice of hers which she probably mistook as sexy. I pulled her to me in one swift move and ripped the top of her gown in one go.She yelped, but licked her lipstick-stained lips, clearly enjoying the manhandling. She had her fiery red hair in a ponytail, so I tugged at it until if came loose, then I tossed het onto the couch so she was lying on het back and after taking my boxer briefs off, I ordered her friends to go over and make out with her while I watched.Took a blunt and lit it up while they fumbled with their dresses and then their slender bodies, humping and kissing each other with a passion that would normally have me rubbing my cock furiously for long minutes. I only rubbed myself for barely 4-5 minutes before getting bored and grabbing a whip.One of the twins, Hanna, was the first to see the whip in my possession, so I whipped her ample breasts first, finally getting my first jolt of pleasure from het whimper of pain.I went over to where my tools were and grabbed a chain and handcuffs too, then ordered, "Come over here and suck my cock like your fucking life depends in it, Gianna."She stopped rubbing her glistening pink pussy at once and crawled towards me, just the way I liked it. The moment she had her fat lips wrapped around my cock and it did not feel the same, I accepted that Persy had done something to my libido, and she might be the only one to fix it.I closed my eyes and fucked Gianna's mouth thoroughly while whipping her, imagining Persy all the while. The rest of the session was mainly torture and a sprinkle of hard, jungle sex for four hours straight.The girls fell asleep right away afterward. Me? I was still hardly satiated, and I had no clue as to what could be my cock's problem. The only thing I knew was that I was not fucking that street girl until I had a very good reason for it.________________I woke up to my name being all over the news.Apparently, someone had managed to take pictures of us in my penthouse, with the girls all battered and manhandled in ways that would suggest a different thing from what originally took place.The first person I called was Sam. I was still on the bed in the Penthouse, but Sam had gone back to my mansion to handle a few things."Good morning, Sir. I don't know how it happened, but it is terrible, I won't try to sugar coat things—""—don't.""Of course. It is really bad, but your father, he is trying to curb the situation."Just then, my other phone rang out loud. I checked, it was Pops."I will call you back, Sam."I hung up and answered Pops call, "Hello, I—""Do you know how much money I have lost just this morning? Have you seen the news?" He sounded so furious, I knew I had to tread carefully."Pops, I—""I did not call to have a chitchat with you. We will meet up for that later. I only called to give you one instruction. From now onwards, if you need any sexual favors, you will go to Kassie. I'd rather you mess her up like that than random women, but don't you dare roughen her up to the extent which you do to those other women. Am I understood?"It took me a while, but I finally responded, "Understood, Pops. Kassie alone.""Kassie alone. This must not repeat itself."And with that, the call ended.PERSYI loved my new life. It could be a bit boring at times, and I did admit that I actually needed a friend or two, but for the most part, my life was going great. Just this afternoon, I ordered some designer wears online and proceeded to sit on the bed with some chicken wings in hand, resting against the headboard, legs crossed while watching a show on the laptop I got from Sam the other day. Aiden had already sent my first pay and it was barely two weeks into the contract. 150,000 dollars! I cried for a full hour, before sucking it up and dancing around the room like a maniac.I tried to call Aiden to say thank you, but he did not pick up, instead, he sent a text message which told me to send a text if I really needed something. I spent hours re-reading my text message to avoid being jabbed by him, and still, when I finally sent the message which consisted of just two short sentences, he sent another message correcting my tenses. I had been so close to sending him a ‘fuck you’ te
PERSY I could not stop thinking about it, and Aiden was not making things easy for me in any way. He kept sending all manner of uncouth messages to me, ones that left me hot and bothered in bed until I resorted to touching myself one fateful night under the duvet. I felt so filthy the next morning, and it did not help that he did not send any other messages from that night until today. That was two days ago, by the way. I decided to clear my head from all that today, by going out to have a drink by myself somewhere. Maybe a coffee shop, like I saw people do in movies. I received my designer clothes the day before, and currently, I was checking out blue cargo pants and the branded t-shirt which was one of the designer wears delivered to me. The fit was absolutely crazy! I was at the verge of sending the fifth message to the brand in the span of two hours just to tell them once again how amazing their t-shirt was, but I decided to let the urge go. I crowned the fit with a face cap,
AIDEN "Sir, promise me you won't do anything rash when you see this." I faintly heard Sam say from the other side of my desk, but I was too busy concluding a transaction, so I said nothing in response. A few minutes later, I heard him speak again, "I'm so sorry to interrupt your work, Sir, but there is something very important that you need to know." "Why can't it wait, Sam? Can you not see how busy I am?" I finally looked up from my laptop, though very slowly, my voice full of annoyance. "I am truly very sorry, Sir." He bowed his head in respect, then went on, "Your dad has been calling, and I think it is regarding the act that happened a few hours ago. I'm afraid Pers… I mean, Kassie—your girlfriend has succeeded in breaking the internet." I sat straighter, all my attention now fully focused on Sam who stood with his hands behind his back, right in front of my office desk. He did not need me to tell him to carry on, as he already knew he had me now. But of course. This was abou
AIDENIt only lasted for the briefest second, though, before she pulled away and practically ran back. She blinked over and over, while staring at me like she could not believe she had dared to kiss me. I stood very still as well; I could not believe it too.Not the kiss. I could not believe how ready I was to grab her and deepen the kiss before she bolted. That simple kiss brought back memories. Memories I tried to suppress for days came crashing down now, and they consisted of her, too… under her duvet, touching herself and moaning quietly like she could feel my eyes on her.It was after my last text; I had sent the dirtiest message that night, it involved my fingers in her pussy. My instincts pushed me to check the cameras after sending that text, only to catch her touching herself so stealthily like some goddamn virgin. I doubted if she was one, though. I actually never liked messing around with virgins, but I found myself not minding it if it was her.I could not guarantee being
PERSYI'd never met a man like Aiden in my life. A man so bold with what he wanted, a man so experienced. Well, maybe it was because I hadn't met many men. Trevor had prohibited me from even making friends, and now, I wondered why I had let him treat me like that.'Probably because he technically did everything for you.' My subconscious reminded me. It was true. What would I have done without Trevor? He was my savior, back when my parents had just died. He took me into his house, because he lived alone and promised me that I could stay with him until whenever.Despite the bad memories with him, Trevor was actually a good person. I believed so.What happened yesterday, however, explained why I had chosen to stay on the streets, rather than go back to beg Trevor. He was toxic—annoyingly so, and I knew I was better off without him.Wait. Yesterday?I jerked up from bed with a start, looking around and coming to the heart-breaking realization that I had actually fallen asleep despite all
PERSYI think he cooked? Or maybe that was Sam? I fell unconscious again, and once more, I saw mom and dad in my trance. Did they want me to come with them? Maybe I should go…"Hey. Hey. Kassie? Open your eyes, come on." I heard a familiar voice say, but it sounded so far away… Who was Kassie? I thought my name was Persy?Maybe the person wasn't talking to me…"Fuck, open your eyes, goddamnit." I felt the person shake me frantically. My body fell limp as soon as whoever it was let go of me.My eyes were too heavy, I could not do it… My lips too, I had not strength to part them; I could not say a word. Was this how mom and dad died too? This was the point where I would have begun to cry my eyes out, but at this point there were no tears left to cry.I could feel life leaving me slowly. And the scary part? I could do nothing about it, I was too submerged in the darkness to."Stay with me. Fucking stay with me, you cannot die on me now, I have no other doppelgänger to go to!" I could sti
PERSYLuckily for me, that was a joke. Yes, according to Aiden. I know, right? I did not peg him for one who would crack jokes out of the blue. He was not good at it—the jokes, is what I mean. None of us laughed afterward, it was as bad as that.I had mixed feelings on whether or not I wanted him to continue making jokes, though. I mean, this joke just saved my ass.Aiden had since left, though. He got another phone call for an emergency meeting. I was alone for the night! Not like I expected a man like Aiden to sleep over with me…Shrugging thoughts about the infuriating man off my mind, I finally cleared up the last plate of food and then began to struggle to get up. I finally did, but instead of the usual seconds it would take for me to reach the bed, it took over one full minute now. I stopped by in front of my mirror, slipping my robe open a bit just to check out myself and laugh about my pregnant-looking stomach for sometime."Nah, I would look so good being pregnant." I mutter
AIDENThe days passed by, uneventful as usual. The only time something would catch my interest was when I checked the cameras. That little minx was always up to something. The night I left, she had been talking to some people. I had Sam look for those people, and when he brought their pictures to me, one of then turned out to be the dumb fuck she kissed.It took a lot to push down my anger, and not barge into the idiot's apartment just for the purpose of disconnecting his head from his body. Pops said the city had not yet calmed from the other two incidents connected to my name; he would flip if my name appeared on the news headline again. I was always feeding those faceless blogs, and I did not intend to continue.It was not that I would not deal with the bastard eventually, though. I would surely teach him a lesson, just not now. And Persy too. She would have to explain what those people were doing in front of her damn apartment.However, I decided that the next time I would stop by