When I opened my eyes again, it was already past four in the evening. Dorothy was curled up beside me, her body half covered by the duvet, her leg over mine. I gently shifted, getting out of bed silently so as not to wake her up. I adjusted my underwear as I strolled casually to the glass to clipped the curtains. The beautiful scenery of the sun set left me in awe, making me stand still for minutes, observing the peace of nature. I then walked up to my liquor cabinet to pour myself a drink, and while I was at it, I suddenly heard Dorothy smack her lips. I looked back at her, smiling confidently.
"You're awake," I said.
She smiled, stepping out of bed completely naked. Her boobs bounced as she walked slowly towards me. Our eyes locked in an instant, I gently lay down my glass but before I could turn back to face her, she had hugged me from behind. Her hand slowly ran over my stomach, towards my underwear and slipped into it, the other around my chest. My eyeballs trembled, shaking relentlessly. Her hand slowly pulled out, gently pushing me to turn. I leaned on the liquor cabinet, then she pulled down my underwear to my knees as she went down on me. Before I knew it, she had started giving me head, sucking onto it like a leech. My hand pressed her skull tight to my cock, my soft moans followed the rhythm of the bup sound she made while she sucked. This went on for nearly a minute before I pulled her up slowly, picking her up casually as we crashed into my bed. I licked her neck and she chuckled loudly. Her hand scraped over the bed sheet until she reached the clothes I took off and pulled out my neck tie before raising it up to me, laughing. I didn't catch on at first, I just stared at her.
"Tie me," she said.
"You want me to tie you?" I asked to be sure.
"You've never tried submissive sex?"
I smiled softly. "There's a first time to everything. Then I guess we'll be needing more than one," I replied to her.
That was actually my first time engaging in BDSM with anyone but that didn't mean I didn't have enough knowledge about it. I pulled opened one of the drawers by my bed and pulled out more neck ties. I gently bound her two hands together, then did the same with her legs. She crouched, turning her ass to me, promptly me it slap it really hard. I threw the first neck tie around her neck, raising it slightly towards her face, covering her eyes completely.
"Smack me, daddy," she whispered in a soft tone.
I picked my belt, folding it in half before wiping her on the arse. I wriggled off my underwear that had been stuck in-between my thigh since the beginning. I stepped off the bed, my feet on the floor, yet my knees bent against the bed edge. I slowly slid my cock into her wet cunt, my hands reaching under her breasts, towards her neck as I gently choked her. She screamed out loud, her finger nails scratching my arms as she screamed 'don't stop.' Relentlessly, I pounded her arse until I grew tired of that position and flipped her on her side. I lay calmly beside her, both of us in a curve, my knee caps to the back of hers. I fondled her tits closely before putting my cock in again. I pulled out slowly while still holding it, put it inside again. I twisted it in there, making her feel it. I scratched her neck before slowly pulling closer. She shut her eyes, moaning softly and screaming;
"Don't let go, daddy. Fuck me daddy... I'm so sorry daddy."
By this time, the tie on her feet had come off. I turned her one last time, laying her on her back, the pressure of my weight on her chest. I forced two fingers into her mouth, twirling them inside and she sucked onto it. I slammed my cock against the bone of her vagina. I leaned close, biting her on the neck aggressively before putting in my cock the last time. It slipped in, coming in and out wet. Her boobs jiggled, my lips swallowed hers completely —rough and energetic. She moaned in my ears, calling me daddy again. I raised the duvet over us, covering my body to the shoulder, pulling myself up each time I went into her. My nails scratched my back, her nipple sliding off my chest. The duvet raised each time until I felt the bedsheet get wet. I pulled out, cumming onto her in a hurry and at that same moment, she squirted like a bitch, splashing the duvet as she rubbed onto it, screaming loudly. Even still, I didn't let go immediately. I lay by her side, rubbing her wet cunt, her eyes rolled into the head.
We both fell asleep a second time, and it wasn't until around eight in the night that we finally woke up. She dressed up, knowing how much trouble she was in for disappearing from work the whole day but she didn't care. I offered to drop her off at her place, but she refused and told me to drop her off at a nearby restaurant.
On our way there, I called Robin to wait for me there so we could talk about everything that was going on and he agreed. I hadn't spoken to him since I declared that I would be leaving Berkscorp and I had been ignoring his calls all day.
Under the moonlight, my car pulled over by the sidewalk. The hood parried the reflection of the street light. I could already see Robin outside the place. I got out to help Dorothy open the door, and she stepped out immediately. The street was quite empty, it had rained. I gently tucked my hands into my jacket pocket while I stood in front of her.
"That was quite the experience," she said.
My eyes gleamed over her. "It certainly was."
"You home tomorrow?" She asked in a flirty tone.
"Can't say I am."
She smiled softly, leaning close to kiss me on the neck. "Call me," she whispered seductively before walking away.
"Will do," I muttered as I watched her go around the curve.
I chuckled before walking up to Robin who was already moving closer to me.
"Who was that?" He asked curiously.
"Someone that made my day," I replied as we both burst through the front door of the restaurant. "She nearly killed me there."
"Bloody Santa, you got her screaming, don't ya?"
I squeezed into one of the vacant seats and Robin sat facing me. He picked up the menu booklet, smiling like a kid hearing about sex the first time.
"How about we say she got me screaming," I leaned close to whisper to him.
He laughed out loud, the happiness written over his face like he had just popped pills. He hasn't been that happy in a while. "It must be loud, innit? Sometimes I wish I'm single you know?"
"Samantha is a good girl," I sounded serious as I picked up the menu.
Robin stared at the arse of the waiter that walked past us, his attention divided immediately. "Freaking hell, arses are fresher these days," he commented. "Don't mind me, Samantha is a great woman. She has this touch, she fuck me like my gut is getting splited."
I forced a smile, but he was quick to catch on.
"What's wrong mate?"
I was silent. It felt almost as if I had forgotten how to speak.
"Talk to me, what's going on in there?"
I looked around for a bit and couldn't help but notice at least three people were looking at me. I was tired of that life that I couldn't just walk into places without people knowing who I was. The joy of making them find out was always thrilling but now, even the birds across my street has seen me on TV.
"Huh..." I hesitated. "I'm moving to Amsterdam."
"Amsterdam? When?"
"Tomorrow."
"Why? Have you thought it through?" He questioned me.
"I think it's about time I forge my path and stop relying on what father has. Moreover, I heard Maddie is there. I'm going to look for her."
"I can't advise you to do that. You can't just leave your company and go start a life as a nobody. This scandal will pass like a breeze."
"I'm not afraid of the scandal, I'm afraid this is necessary," I replied with so much confidence radiating in my eyes.
He took a long long at me and smiled. "You've made up your mind. Haven't you?"
I was silent.
"Does Isla know?"
"She doesn't need to know. I have hurt her enough."
"Man, you just saved my family and now you're leaving. It breaks my heart."
I nodded affirmatively, knowing a part of me wanted to stay but I just didn't feel like doing so anymore. "You'll be fine. I promise you."