When Stars Collide

Chapter 7: Sessions

Emmanuel poured himself a double shot of Scotch, then finishes it off with one gulp. He refills with the same amount of the rich and strong drink then easily swallows it again.

He decides to slowly sip his third serving while he relaxes in his condo unit’s small but airy balcony with the glass doors and balustrade. It was cool out there and he didn’t want to keep using his air conditioning unit since he believes in going organic and natural with his lifestyle choices.

And yet here I am with a very unnatural relationship which I should have ended long ago if I wasn’t so damn scared of losing my supposedly sterling reputation…

Out of the blue, his mobile phone sounded off…

He looks at the screen and grimaced.

Speak of the devil. Fine, might as well. I don’t want to deal with this tomorrow since I’ll be doing a lot of things for the Dean.

“Hello?”

”I’m here at the reception area of your building, babykins. Can I go up to your unit?”

”Why should I let you up here?” the Professor crossly replies.

”So I can… go down on you?”

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Lyra looked at herself in the mirror and sighs deeply. There was a time when she would willingly drop everything that she’s doing whenever JM would ask to have a session with her.

But these days, I feel more like I’m being used than being made love to…

The door opened to their bedroom and she felt her man’s eyes rake her body. The b**m outfit was a mini-dress made out of leather straps, strategically covering her n*****s, snatch, and other parts of her torso. It hugged her curved body tightly and erotically. 

And to complete the outfit Alexia had removed all her underwear, jewelry, and shoes.

Definitely r**e bait outfit… Which is probably what he wants to do to me tonight…

JM, who was still in the outfit that he came home in, confirms her thoughts, “So are we ready for a little r**e play, sweetheart?”

Alexia knew better to say no, “Yes, Master. I am.”

”Lie down on the bed and stretch out your arms and legs,” JM says while unrolling the thick cotton ropes that he had with him. “These will be very tight so better reach out as far as you can if you don’t want these cutting into your wrists and ankles.”

”Thank you for the reminder, Sir. I will do as you ask.”

Alex lay down on the bed and though she’s already tired from the day’s activities, tried her best to stretch her limbs as JM tied her up to the bedposts of her antique-styled walnut bed. 

The last limb he tied was her left arm. And as JM placed the other end of the rope around the upper left post of the bed…

Then pulls at it with all his might! 

”AAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!”

The helpless captive screams in agony as the pain of her arm travels through her being like a fiery lightning bolt. 

”NOOOOO!!! MASTERRRR!!! STOP!!! PLEEAAAASSSE!”

JM smiles at her tortured cries, knowing that there was no one in the house to hear her at that time. Aside from that, their bedroom has been heavily soundproofed to make their sessions a lot more “private”.

”Yes, Alex, ask me to stop. Or better yet beg for it” yells the master, managing to make himself be heard above his suffering slave’s shrieking, “I want you to BEG FOR IT!”

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"I knew you can't turn down what I'm offering you down, Prof. By the time I'm done you'll be begging for me to stay."

Emman sighed in dismay as his thin-as-a rail girlfriend with the dyed blond hair and whitened skin, practically announced to whoever is in the corridor right now that they will be having s*x. It was instant regret allowing her to come up to his condo... 

It's with an even bigger regret that he knew he'll not like how things will progress at this point.

"Still drinking honeybunny? I'd love to have some too."

The Professor just waved at his mini-bar to show that he has agreed then turned around to enter his bedroom. He already knew the drill so might as well do it fast with the least possible drama. 

He took off all his clothing and stepped into his bedroom's private shower. It took him around 5 minutes to remove all of the day's stink and smells from his body.

After that, he brushed his teeth even if he hasn't really eaten anything substantial yet. Just a sweet chocolate-covered doughnut so stave off the full effect of his alcoholic drink. 

He towel-dried himself and took a random cologne bottle from the sink's counter and spritzes himself in specific areas. Emmanuel couldn't stand it when Alicia makes a big deal about having to taste his perfume while they're making love...

Oh wait, I forgot. There's no love involved here. Just s*x. 

After at least five spritzes, which is the number of sprays Alicia insists he has, he finally stepped butt-naked out of his bathroom and into the bedroom, his athletic hunky body in full display. 

He is welcomed by his smirking girlfriend who is now stripped of everything but her branded silky Fuschia-colored lace bra and panties. Emman knew that she's being critical of his slightly hardened d**k right now, still lolling down sadly despite the supposed sexy outfit and body his GF is displaying for his benefit.

Not even caring anymore about her offer, the Professor walked to the bed and sat with his legs wide open, ready to masturbate if Zee would decide to be angry or laugh at his obvious lack of enthusiasm.

He didn't have to though...

Alicia immediately knelt between his muscular and tanned thighs. She took his length inside her open and moist mouth. Starting to lick and suck with fervor, Zee's tongue and teeth were now both working to reach the most sensitive spots of her lover's still half-hardened d**k. 

Emmanuel feels himself growing under her ministration but he knew he still wasn't hard enough to pierce this girl's p***y. He even doubts if he can enjoy himself enough to come within a reasonable amount of time and most likely he'll not be able to perform well for Zee. 

It's the perfect story plot for a bigger fight than the one they had at the college a while ago.  

Yes... I really am starting to regret this decision now. 

Then even as he looked back towards the very slim female slurping on his semi-erected manhood, he was suddenly surprised to "see" another woman kneeling in front of him. 

This other woman had hair that was long, wavy, and dark with reddish tints. Her naked shoulders were tanned and not at all boney like Zees... 

Alexia?