KEIRA
Theo breathed deeply. He turned to me, looking so eager to explain himself.
“Right, I should tell you now.”
I looked at him and he cracked his knuckles, preparing himself for another storm.
“The reason why I got myself into this kind of lifestyle was my father's betrayal to my Mom. I wondered what kind of pleasure he got from being a Dom. I actually thought it was dirty. I only wanted it for fun and exploration. So, how do you think I will have an emotional attachment with the women I brought into my playroom?” Theo tried to explain.
“So, I was just one of those women you played with? I was just a tool for your kinky games? You just used me to ease your desires and get the pleasure you needed?” I asked, tears flowing richly out of my eyes.
I felt like I was slowly dying inside
