Monsters and Dolls'

Monsters bending Dolls

Standing out side the bathroom door listening to the water splash to the floor knowing it’s running down her delicate little body makes my soul leap; I don’t think I can stand out here much longer and just like that I’m standing in the bathroom.

I’m steps away from the shower Aileen’s in, I can’t see her too well with the distorted shower door, but I can see the soft pink of her body moving as she washes her hair, my god and that song she’s humming a lullaby, I think.

This woman is the purest of any human I’ve ever had the pleasure of knowing, looking at her cloths sitting on the counter I do something despicable, pushin’ em in the sink I turn the tap on socking them, I turn the tap almost all the way off, making it look like that’s how they got wet with just a bit of water dripping over them.

What will she do, I ask myself delighted to the thought of her shock and panic, I look at my black silk robe with red lining the inside, hanging on the back of the bathroom door, god I hope she puts that on, takin’ one last look of my dolls distorted pink little body I leave the same way I got in.

I’m in the kitchen now pouring myself another drink, I can hear the water still running, I’m excited, I step out on my balcony leaving the sliding glass door opened just a bit as I suck on my cigar thinking of Aileen’s sweet little body wrapped up in my robe.

I think I get why she’s having a shower, my place seems pretty clean and put together, I know I had a few girls who worked with their bodies and they were most happy to be able to have a shower here, with or without me joining them; I think Aileen felt a little intimidated by my apartment, I would never judge her because her apartment isn’t as lavish as mine, no one’s is, I just want her to feel comfortable here, comfortable and naked.

The cigar is helping me calm my soul thinking of her all wet and soapy, hopefully this means I don’t do anything to scare my doll away, I’m blowing smoke to the wind watching is blowing away as I do, good, I know my doll doesn’t like the smoke, “Duran” I hear behind me as the sliding door is pushed open more.

I’m stunned, I didn’t even sense her coming, I scratch the back of my skull guess I was too deep in thought to notice her sneak up on me, though I thought I had another few minute’s, stuffing out my cigar I face my petite girl wearing my over sized black and red silk robe.

“Sorry” she says holding herself “my cloths got wet, so I borrowed your robe, hope that’s alright,” her wet dirty blonde hair is brushed nicely and braided down one side of her head.

“Absolutely, sorry your cloths got wet” I tell her, taking a step towards the shivering girl, she walks inside, I close the sliding door and walk towards the kitchen taking my glass from the bar I pour her a glass as she speaks.

“That’s okay, it would have been silly to put my dirty work cloths on after a nice shower” her explanation makes me a little embarrassed about sabotaging her cloths.

“Well did you want me to get you something to wear?” I ask.

Aileen smiles spreading her arms and turning in a circle expressing how small she is in my large robe, “I’m not sure you have anything that would fit” she jokes, I was intending to get her a night gown or dress something one of my guest’s left behind, but that would ruin getting to see her in my robe.

“As long as your comfortable” I say handing her the drink back.

Aileen takes her drink walking over to the couch she lounges in her seat “I’m very comfortable.”

“I can see that” I’m looking down on her, she wears a smug expression as I enjoyed the view of her perfect legs hardly being covered by my robe, guess my starin’ made her uncomfortable because that smug look vanished and she sat up covering what skin she was showing, damn.

I take a seat next to her, taking the remote off the coffee table I turn some background music on for us, a mix of techno and instrumental music, I find it a good kind of music to concentrate with and that’s all I want to do is concentrate on her.

“Tell me about yourself Aileen” I ask looking her over, she’s hugging her knees to her chin holding her drink in one hand.

Looking at me she gives me a faint smile, “what’s there to tell?”

This girl, damn. “Let’s see, I don’t think you ever told me how you got working at McKindlies, seems like one of the last places a girl like you would want to work,” she relaxes a bit, she’s not holding herself so close anymore.

Aileen faces me on the couch her legs still crossed in front of her, “it’s one of the only places that’s hiring human woman with no experience and its one of the few places that’s still professional” she explains.

“Professional” I scoff at her imaged of professionalism.

“What?”

She almost sounds offended, “I’m just saying, McKindlies isn’t the most professional of work places, I mean they sever s****l offers on their family friendly menu, not to mention the drugs they sell, that doesn’t scream professional to me,” she takes a long sip from her glass before she response.

“Its one of the only jobs that offers a steady wage and I didn’t have to preform any s****l acts for the first 4 months of the job,” Aileen’s expression almost looks as if she’s on defence about something.

Did what I say really upset her that much? I sigh trying not to let that defensive stare rub me the wrong way, “that is until you showed up, one month with you then I’m expected to offer myself to any and all customers, unless I’m working nights, and most managers don’t think you should get me, even at night.” I try relaxing in my spot, but she’s making it difficult with her accusation.

“And yet I’ve had you nearly every night since that offer was agreed upon,” that little face of hers looks serious, its almost cute, “I told you no one else was going to have you, you’re mine,” her face softens, Aileen doesn’t say anything, she doesn’t have to.

“If you say so,” is all, she still doesn’t fully believe me, I’ll change her mind soon enough. Aileen takes a sip of her drink, every time her lips touch that glass, I want to smack it out of her hands, because I only want her lips touchin’ me.

“Unfortunately, your underestimating me,” that adorably satisfied face of her looks at me with such wide eyes in wonder, taking her face in my hand I caress her cheek, “I mean it when I say your mine,” Aileen’s lips curl into a smile.

“Oh really?” she asks, I can hear the liquor in her voice.

“Yeah, I bought you last time and I can do it again and this time I didn’t even have to buy you, and I’ll do this again too, I’ll keep buying you until not one else can have you,” smiling at me Aileen finishes her drink placing the empty cup on the coffee table, stretching her legs across my lap she lays comfortably across the couch.

I actually raise my hands away from her smooth legs, I’m actually taken aback by her, damn, I want to run my hands up her legs to that sweet little body, but I’m stunned, I’m also scared I might scare her off if I start running my hands over her body like I want to. “Yeah, why did you buy me?” her voice sounds sleepy, no sexy, she’s talkin’ in a low sexy voice, on purpose or is it ‘cause she’s layin down?

“Duran?” she asks I look up her body in that reveling robe of mine until my eye sockets meet hers, “was there a reason you’ve been buying me?” she asks, damn, everything about her is distracting, I can’t help looking at her chest the part where my robes opening.

Fuck, I try to focuse on her face, as my gaze trails to her skin I look area dog my at the fire place, my hands still up, like I have a gun pointed at me, I feel my soul thrash against my bones. “Just, wanted to, get to, know ya” I say stiffly trying my best to keep my thoughts elsewhere, -not right now- I keep repeating this to myself -just wait a little longer.-

“Duran” she sounds almost annoyed, why? Her foot comes to meet my face, touching my cheek she tuns my face to her, “why really did you buy me?” aggressive.

A smile returns to my face, dropin my hands and my drink I grab her hips and yank her towards me, getting’ on my knees I’m hanging over her now, “what if I told you I bought you because the night I bent your sweet little body over the table I wanted to see what other ways your body would bend?” I gently touch her cheek, “and when I saw your face, I wanted to see what kind of twisted expressions I could get out of you while I did things to you that only a monster would do.”

Aileen, her face, god her face is too good for words, fear with just a hint of lust, I lean in close to her face inches away from her, “only joking of course,” kissin’ her cheek I stand pulling her up with me, I knew that robe was pulled up past her hips, seeing anymore of her skin I would probably lose all control.

I’m holding her close to me, looking down on her “you seem tiered” I explain taking her hand and taking her with me.

“Yeah” she says absently as I walk her down a short hallway, “maybe it’s time I go home” her words stop me.

“Don’t be ridicules” I tell her opening the door at the end of the hallway “it’s way too late for anyone to pick you up now, your staying the night” I tell her as I close the door behind us.