Confessions

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Kala   Blissfully satisfied, I awoke that morning with a huge grin on my face, I could still feel where he had been the night before, sore, filled, satisfied. I’d heard people talk about their first time as awkward, rushed, and full of regrets, I don’t know if it was because it was him, well of course it was because of him, but it was more than that, it was explosive, I could still feel his touch all over my body, the hunger, the want, completely and utterly satisfied.   Wearing only one of his crisp white shirts I made my way to the kitchen, following the scent of the delicious aromas that filled my senses, there he stood like a Greek god, with each movement his muscles contracted in his back, wearing only grey sweatpants, Ryker Jones looked like the epitome of s*x, I licked my lips as my eyes travelled to his firm tight arse, biting my lip as I wondered what it would be like to sink my lips in that tight arse.   “Good morning beautiful”   “Mmmmm”   “What did I tell you about that” he accused pointing directly at my mouth.   “Why Mr. Jones I don’t know what you mean”   In a swift movement faster than a cat his hands came up around my breasts squeezing, I let out a low soft moan as he teased my tongue between his teeth before enclosing his mouth over mine, feeling the lap of his tongue tease my mouth, I was once again breathless.   “Breakfast?”   “Really?” I breathlessly spoke.   He wanted to talk about breakfast after he had consumed me within mere seconds of sitting down, I didn’t want to eat, I wanted him to finish what he had started, the familiar pool of wetness had already started between my legs and he wanted to talk about breakfast, he was a funny man, breakfast was the last thing on my mind unless that included eating him and f**k me, that would be the most delicious breakfast at the table, yes, I’d take one Ryker Jones on a plate, I smiled.   “Something amusing princess?”   “What?”   “You know I do believe you’re distracted” I blushed as he put a heap of pancakes drizzled in syrup in front of me.   Teasing those pancakes into my mouth feeling the warm syrup slowly drizzle down my throat, closing my eyes, experiencing the creamy, sweet deliciousness slide down my throat.   “Mmmmm”   “You like?”   “Oh yes, I like very much, where did you learn how to cook like this?”   “There is much you don’t know about me Kala”   “Yes, I can see that”   “Eat up and I will tell you everything”   I nodded, oh of course I had completely forgot about him bearing his soul to me, we had gotten distracted, I wasn’t complaining it was a welcome distraction and if I was been honest with myself, I was having reservations about him opening up, it felt like I had forced his confession, not him given it willingly, this was clearly a painful part of his past and he was only telling me because he didn’t want me to leave.   “Ryker?”   “Yes princess”   “I – “   “You’re worrying me now, oh god I didn’t hurt you did I” I placed my hands across his face and stroked him tenderly.   “No, you was perfect, that was the best night of my life”   “What’s wrong then?”   “Your story”   “What about it?”   “I don’t want you to feel like you have to tell me, I don’t want you to think this is the only way, I don’t want you to resent me” I looked down at the counter not daring to look him in the eyes.   “Hey”   “Look at me Kala” he tipped my chin until my eyes met his. “I’m not telling you so you will stay with me, in fact I half expect you to run when you find out everything, I’m telling you because I want you to know who I am”   Run? Where did I have to run to? Back to the psycho stalker that lurked in the shadows who promised our meeting would happen soon, run? Why would I run from him? This was the most content and safe I’d felt in days, but it did leave me wondering how bad it was that he would think I would run, I couldn’t imagine leaving him, three days without him ripped my soul apart, how could he think I could exist without him.   “But I wouldn’t- “   “Don’t make promises that you can’t keep”   “But- “   “Come on, let’s sit”   “But I’m already sat”   “Over there” he pointed to the grand room that was wall to wall cream and grey, his home looked like it housed a king, it was very impressive and welcoming, I slowly walked to take a seat, feeling the plush cream carpet bouncing beneath my feet like clouds of comfort.   “Now this time, I’d like you to listen”   “Hey that was not my fault” he raised his eyebrows in my direction.   “Sure, so be a good girl and listen, this might take awhile”   Curling into the settee, feeling instantly comforted, I settled in for the life and trials of Mr. Ryker Jones, I’d often wondered what he was like, how he had come to be the way he was, I guess there’s that age old saying be careful what you wish for.   He looked calm and collected which I found mighty strange seen as he was going to pick apart the worst parts of his life, I was a nervous wreck awaiting his story and he sat there unfazed, I didn’t know what to expect but I respected him for even doing it in the first place, it just made me adore him more.       Ryker    “No interruptions Kala”   “I promise”    “My story began when I was ten, maybe before that I’m not sure, you see I had an unconventional childhood”   “Unconventional?”   “Indeed, what was your childhood like?”   “Nothing special really Ryker, I never really knew my father and my mother worked all the time, I pretty much took care of myself, was alone a lot of the time, so lonely I guess, yes, that’s how I would describe it, lonely”   “Oh, little one you will never have to be alone again”   “Don’t make promises you can’t keep” she winked, but little did she know, I never did make promises I couldn’t keep.   “Anyway, we lived with our mother, well if you could call her that, she was the sadistic spawn from hell, you see my dear mother liked to involve Skye and I in her extra curricular activities”   “What does that mean?”   “My mother liked to make us watch her have s*x with the many men who walked through her door while she beat us, I took the beatings for Skye, someone had to protect her, our darling mother clearly wasn’t up to the job”   “Oh my god Ryker that’s horrible”   “Oh yes little one, this went on for years up until the point when I was fifteen, I won’t bore you with the details, some scars run deep”   “What happened when you were fifteen”   “Ah that was a good day princess, my alcoholic mother died, choked on her own vomit, I may have watched her until the last shreds of life disappeared from her cold eyes forever”   “Oh my god!”   “It was a good day princess; Skye and I were finally free”   She looked positively terrified, even saying it out loud I felt no remorse for that cold hearted b***h, the only regret I had was that it wasn’t done by my own hands, she made our lives hell, and, in the end, she got exactly what she deserved.   “Shall I go on?” She just nodded at me, she was still sat here, hadn’t run yet, I wasn’t sure if that was a good sign though.   “Over the years I built a good life for Skye, it was me and her against the world, everything I did was to protect my sister but as you may have noticed it affected us both in different ways as I said some scars run deep”   “How did it affect Skye?”   “She seems so glamorous and confident doesn’t she”   “Yes”   “That goes with the job princess”   “Job?”   “Oh yes my dear sister is a mistress, a very good mistress by all accounts”   “I don’t understand. She’s having an affair?”   I had to laugh at how naïve and innocent she still was, but I also had to remind myself that this wasn’t her world, she didn’t choose this life, surrounded by so many people like myself I often forgot how to act around the vanilla community.   “No darling, she’s like a classy dominatrix who tends to her, um, how can I put this, clients”   “Oh my god! Your sister is a hooker!” She screamed, I had to laugh, I let out a loud roar of laughter.   “Well, no, she’s more of a classy call girl who tends to those with, um, special fantasies”   “Wow, just wow, and you?”   “Kala, are you asking if I’m a classy call girl?”   “What? No? Of course, not”   She was cute when she got all flustered, her face was growing redder by the second, that f*****g blush sent jolts to my c**k, I couldn’t lose focus, I had to finish what I had started, just get it all out in the open, every sordid detail, well maybe not every detail, the short version at least.   “Relax little one, I’m just joking, no I explored that life purely for pleasure, not work”   Once again, she blushed.   “Is this why you disappeared because of Skye?”   “Oh no little one, don’t underestimate my little sister, she is perfectly capable of taking care of herself, I often feel sorry for the person who gets wrapped up in her drama”   “Who then?”   “I went to go see Lily”   “Should I be jealous?”   “Definitely not”   “So, who is Lily?”   “Lily is my deepest regret little one”   “I know you said I shouldn't be jealous but I kind of am”   “You won’t be, I promise, nobody would be envious of Lily, not now”   “Go on”   “When I opened The Scarlet, everyone wanted to come, business was good, it was alive, packed out every night, the one place you could go to fulfil your little dark desires that you hid from the world, of course it’s more open now but back then it was like running to the dark corners of your soul to satisfy that beast that lay inside of you”   “I love The Scarlet”   “Yes, so did many back then”   “So, what happened?”   “Lily was a tiny young thing of only eighteen years old when I first met her, she was definitely beautiful but so naïve and innocent”   “Just like me?”   “No little one, Lily was more broken, child like but wanted to experience the world”   “Let me guess you taught her”   “Oh, Lily wasn’t a virgin Kala, but she was new to the scene”   “So, like me then?”   “No, not like you-”   “Lily wanted something I couldn’t give her”   “What did she want?”   “What does every young girl want Kala, she wanted to be loved”   “If you couldn’t give her what she wanted why didn’t you put a stop to it?”   “Ah, there is my regret, I should have but I was selfish, she was an eager submissive, she let me do what I wanted to her, anytime I wanted, for me it was all about the pleasure but for her it was about the love, the love I couldn’t give her, ultimately it was love that killed her”   “Oh my god, she’s dead?”   “No, she’s not dead, but she might as well be”   “The love she had for me eventually made her insane, I ignored the signs, the constant love notes, the calls, the texts, I ignored it all, the signs were all there but some subs are clingy so I always told myself that it was okay, just a phase, until I put an end to it, her neurotic behaviour was starting to scare my customers away, it was supposed to be safe but as the madness grew in her so did her erratic behaviour, when I broke it off she did not take it well, she held Skye at knife point in the club and that was the final straw”   “Oh my god, was Skye, okay?”   “Yes, it took a lot of convincing on my part to get her to release Skye, but I made a promise to Lily that day”   “What did you promise?”   “Day or night if she needed me all she had to do was call and I’d be there”   “Does she call often?”   “No little one, that was the first time in five years”   “Can I ask what happened, no never mind I don’t want to know”   “I never found her Kala; I came running back for you, remember”   “Are you not worried about her?”   “Who Lily? No Lily is nuts; she will be fine”   “So that’s where you disappear to?”   “Yes”   “I thought- “   “I know what you thought Kala, I want you, only you, it’s always been you since the first day I saw you”   “Oh Ryker”   She jumped into my arms and traced a line of kisses down my face.   “Your still here, little one”   “Always”
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