When Stars Collide

Chapter 10: Objectives

The after-party was a success, as usual. The new talent agency that JM joined is one of the biggest and best in the industry today and he feels so lucky to be part of their new line-up of models. They mostly focus on commercial gigs and ramp modeling events and he is now one of the company's favorites. 

Sadly, he is so proud of himself that he has forgotten the sacrifices Alexia has made just so he can have a new car, an expensive watch, salon/spa services, and branded clothes just so he can impress his new bosses. 

He was just too busy congratulating himself for being so charming, personable, and professional in his new company.

As a matter of fact, JM was so focused on how good he was that he decided to treat himself to a mini-orgy set up by one of the handsome models in his beachside home right after their successful modeling gig. 

Of course, this meant bringing a few of the sexy and randy participants in his car - they actually finished three rounds of fellatio while on the road, him being one of the recipients while he drove  - before they reached the beach house.

The six-hour-long "party", which was compromised by around a dozen of the talents and sponsors of the event, was extended by eight to ten hours of sleep in the same house.

And during those times, he completely forgets that Alexia is still at his house probably wondering why he hasn't returned. 

But then again, he's trained her to wait. And most likely, she's already gone home by the time he goes traveling back to his condo from his friend's beach house. Which suited him fine.

I'm getting bored with having sessions with just her. She better give in to my demands soon enough or her punishments will intensify. 

He really wants to have another participant to join them soon. Male, preferably. Someone bigger than him, both in body and p***s size.

Soon, I will find him. I can feel it. 

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Emmanuel didn’t like what he was seeing but he did promise Elle he would not say anything that could possibly scare off Alexia. And with the current angry thoughts in his head, he probably would terrify her.

It was obvious from his student's very thick make-up that she's trying to hide something. Unfortunately for his student, he’s so used to Zee using excessive foundation that he's able to tell what kind of blemishes she’s trying to hide.

And from his vantage point, the lighting of the small condominium was showing where there are dark patches on Alexia's upper left cheek and another one on the side of her mouth. Obviously, these weren't the kinds that were brought about by sleepless nights. 

Right now, all he can feel is a deep-seated fury burning beneath the surface, held in check by Alexia's expression of fear and anxiety as she tried her best to welcome her unexpected guests. 

He could hear the two women talking but somehow, nothing was registering in his mind. Well, some of it is and he wished he could ignore them... 

"I'm ok, really Gabrielle. I just need to finish a few things here and then go home. You don't need to worry about me, really."

"Mae called me and she told me all about you not going home when she asked you to, so I had to come over and check on you. Besides, why are you even staying here, Alex? You have your own house with your kids!"

"But he is my boyfriend, girl. I don't see why I can't stay in this house. I'm still paying for the dues and I have paid for half of the amount for this condo."

"No, you paid for the whole thing and he's paying you monthly for his share. And despite that, the unit's ownership is still under his name."

"How did you know..."

"I was here during the housewarming party. You got drunk and you told me about it. That's why I remember where this place is."

While the two females started to set out the lunch that Elle and he bought from a popular restaurant, Emmanuel slowly walked around the condo unit, checking out more clues to what possibly could have happened last night.

He viewed the cords that were still tied to the bedposts while he pretended to check out some of the contents of a full bookshelf near the open bedroom door. 

Timing it just right, the professor managed to sneak inside the bedroom. He opens one closet door and views bondage-wear and even a very sexy leather mini-dress. As he sniffs it, Emman knew Alexia has worn it only hours before. He turns towards the bed and sees an image of her in the dress, spread-eagled and tied down to the bedposts.

And he feels himself growing down below...

Motherfucker Emmanuel! Stop it! It's obvious that she was manhandled last night, ok. You ought to be ashamed of yourself. 

He manages to get out of the bedroom without Alexia noticing - but Elle did see his exit without alarming the other woman - then he nonchalantly walks over to the modern dining table meant for six.

"Hey Alexia, can I use the bathroom?"

"Sure, mosaic door to the left, Sir."

Emman rolls his eyes at his curvy student's calling him Sir again. In the end, he just let it pass, for now, knowing how Alexia is mostly out of herself at the moment.  

Entering the bathroom, he takes a quick leak while checking out the elegant rain shower, crystal glazed glass partitions, and the large oval mirror above the black-tiled sink.  

He realized that the mirror was the cover for a hidden bathroom cabinet. It took him only a few seconds to find out what was in it, too. He first noticed that there were quite a number of antiseptics, balms, and curative oils. 

Not a very promising sign. 

"Professor, the food is ready? Are you ok in there?"

"Yeah, just give me a minute, Alexia."

And that's when he saw this dinky little ID picture on the edge of the lowest shelf of the cabinet. 

So, that's what you look like you fucker. I was about to ask Elle about you but I think, I'll do my own research. Best that I go hunting on my own...