She raises her head abruptly from my chest, fuck not now, “ what do you mean by Luke” she said, glaring at me like a thief, “ nothing” her mode moves north and I know I had successfully said the forbidden word.
“ speak now martins” she up now, pulling the duvet off my body, “ nothing Sinclair, you were just talking in your sleep” she wasn’t convince, and she didn’t make much effort to make it any less noticeable,
“ you wretch!” She storm out of the movie room, leaving me hanging, it all changed way too fast, why the fuck do I have to be this sympathetic, if I had my mouth shut just a little longer maybe I would be treated with courtesy, but here I am arms spread like an old confused man
Favoured with a sudden hug, moral lesson, don’t bring up matters that relates to your dominants past… noted
Sitting back on the couch, trying to put some thread together, as I gradually placed crumbs of snack in my mouth, Luke must be her stripper fuck boy she loves so much, was he a submissive like me?.
I shouldn’t get into this, Sinclair is a pile of things I don’t want to get messed up with, not when she has so much authority over me, and definitely not when I am under her roof, hell no!.
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The day passed by with me on the couch, pretending to watch a movie, then going back to my room, pretending to be interested in games as well, I haven’t texted anyone related to me ever since I stepped foot In here.
I still had my old phone laying dormant and I left it earlier, mega number was the topped list, she had left just one voice message, then zero from the rest, how sad, scrolling down I got one from John too.
“ hey big guy, how’s it going over there, hope ya fuckikg real good”
Smirks
“ hey papi, how are you doing, missing you so badly over here, please call when you get the message”
My heart sinks just hearing her voice note, I miss her so much, just thinking about her silly giggle and moans, she had been the closest person to a best friend even though most times all we do is rub private areas, it’s still something.
“ hey mega, well it’s good over here, I miss my little ass too,__, and thanks for reaching out to me, it’s really good knowing someone out there cares” voice message ends with a baby flame in my heart.
Maybe after this we could have a real date together, with all those shady things people do, I receive a call almost immediately, and it’s from mega.
“ hey papi, I thought that mean old lady had you head up in her collections already!”
We both laughed about it, it’s funny, but true, staying with Sinclair can guarantee a life of fear and torture, I would have thought of same just being on the other side of the coin.
“ calm down mami, she’s not as bad as we thought,well I eat, shower , fuck and sleep, pretty much living the dream” She giggles over the phone and I feel a thud in my heart.
Soon I felt light, heated, and hearted as well. Just hearing her speak over the phone, I barely uttered a word, just a couple of yes, oh, ha, and she kept the conversation going like a tape.
I find myself smiling, just by the silly things she ulters carefreely , now John is the main pornster in my porn channel, she talks about how people saw him fuckin my woman.
Some people's comments were so hilarious she read them continuously for the day, but all in a nutshell, she got her holes filled up real good. At least I handed her over to the next cuck holder I know, and it's no one other than my favorite man John.
We talk For a while, it was worth it to some extent, but so damn Satisfying, having to talk with someone aside from the lady with anger issues is really nice… besides what’s she up to
Sinclair's pov
Sitting on sofa, legs crossed and eyes glued to the roof, I should be in the office, but my arms ache too much, if I could amputate it just for today, I want to feel some sheets of refine papers beneath it
Rather than staying here, playing video games and watching silly movies with that scumbag, I knew it was a bad idea, I could feel it down by gut that I would regret it, he had me all reeled up in the fantasy of smiling genuinely, could be a part of his silly lifestyle, so pathetic.
He definitely wants to make me soft so I would go easy on him, he’s my submissive, no one will ever manipulate me, not even him.
I could feel my blood boil just staring into space, that good for nothing martins had made me talk in my sleep, I haven’t had a dream about Luke in years, and here I am relieving the horror again.
I could feel the stream polling down my eye now, as the pain deep down my throat felt more sore by the second, I don’t want to burst out in tears, I don’t want to cry
If he were here he would be like
“ hey, sinclaire why are you crying?”
My eyes jolt wide open , who said that?