Chapter 8: Another night of Aaron Clarke
Aaron watched me as I climbed into his bed with him and laid down.
I looked back at him.
Okay. Maybe I'm kind of falling for him.
But…I really don't want that to happen.
I fell for Adam and look what happened.
I couldn't bear it if I hurt Aaron also. But since I've became his little toy, I haven't had as big as an urge to go out and fuck the whole town senseless like I did before.
So Aaron was like rehab.
The thought of leaving Aaron was suddenly depressing. Why?
I like the sex. Love the sex. Unbelievable.
And I like being around Aaron but Adam is still in my mind.
I don't know what to do.
I always get bored and tired with love triangles in stories and movies and shit and now I'm stuck right in the middle.
"What are you thinking about?" Aaron asked.
I shook my head. "Nothing."
"So, I have a question for you, Angie."
"And I might have an answer."
Aaron pursed his lips. "You never considered a center for the er….problem?"
"Well have you?" I asked.
He nodded. "Back when I didn't think I could live with it."
"I haven't. I felt like I was just scarred….for life."
"It's not a curse, Angie. You're looking at it differently."
"You're not embarrassed about being a sex addict. You embrace it." I said.
"That's all you can do when there are no other options."
Aaron was just a "Just living life as long as I can" kind of guy and some part of me liked that.
I knew he loved control. Control over his life….and his submissives.
"You ever had a "switch" day with your other slaves?" I asked.
"Switch" day?" He asked bewildered. I nodded and sat back against his pillows. "Yeah. A day where you let one of your subs be in control."
Aaron looked at me thoughtfully.
"No. Are you saying you want a switch day?"
"Maybe." I answered. Hmmm. Could be interesting.
"Too bad, Miss Harrison because the Dominant, must remain as the dominant at all times."
He smiled smugly and I rolled my eyes.
"I need a job." I whispered.
"Want me to get you one?" he asked. I looked over to him. Can he do everything? Was he a superhero?
"No. I need to do this on my own. "
"You said no one would hire you because of your problem. I can help you."
"I'm sure you can, richest man in New York."
He smirks as I lie down and shut my eyes.
"I want to do it alone. It will make me very angry if you help me out. Just let me do this by myself."
"Fine." He shut the light of and we both drifted off to sleep.
The next morning, I woke up before Aaron did and I asked Ashley to pick me up before he woke up.
"So I told my brother that me and you were back talking again."
"Anthony? Oh god. He use to feel me up." I said wrinkling my nose in disgust. I remember little Anthony alright. He was as perverted as they come. And he was only twelve at the time.
"You should come over for dinner tonight. All of us including your boyfriend."
"He's not my boyfriend."
"So what is he?" Ashley asked.
My sex god.
My Dominant Master who is a sex god.
"A friend." I answered.
"If that's the case, can I date him?"
"No!!" I said a little too aggressively.
Ashley smiled. "Ah, so someone is quite….protective over this "friend." She said.
"We just don't date other people." I said shrugging.
Me and Ashley went over my house and she stayed in the living room watching TV while I showered.
When I was done, I began looking on my laptop for job offerings.
"Maybe you can be a maid." Ashley said.
"Shush, I'm trying to concentrate."
My phone beeped and I looked over at it.
Ah. From Aaron
Re: Out of nowhere
Why'd you leave?
Because I have a life outside of fucking you as you once said to me.
Re: Living life.
Hanging with my bestie, have a life outside of fucking you.
I pressed send and put my phone down.
"I think I know where you can work." Ashley said.
Oh. Now she tells me. "Where?"
"Two words. Bowling Alley."
"Bowling alley." She confirmed with a nod.
Hey, it's better than nothing.
"Alright, when do I start?" I asked.
"You'll have to meet the boss, Jared first." She said. I nodded. Finally.
A job where no one knows of my reputation.
"When can I meet him? I'd like to stop spending the money my aunt sends me every month." My phone beeps and I ignore it.
"Later today actually, I wouldn't see a problem with us going today. Right now actually."
"Alright. Let me just get my glasses and we can go out."
I got up, and grabbed my phone as my favorite song, You and I, came on as a ringtone.
Grabbing my sunglasses, I answered my phone.
"You left." He said stating the obvious.
"I did. Going to punish me for it?" I asked. I couldn't keep the smile off my face.
He sighs over the phone. "What are you doing?" He changes the subject quickly.
"About to go meet some guy. Ashley offered me a job at the bowling alley."
"Bowling Alley." I answered.
"Coming over tonight?" He asked in a low seductive voice that made the muscles in my stomach clench.
I shake my head.
"You come to me tonight." I said.
"Miss Harrison, playing that game are we?"
"It'll be hard to get my toys over there to you."
"All I want is the gag and handcuffs." I said.
"And a blindfold." He added. I bit my lip. Even the sound of his voice is making me wet. Shit.
"Okay." I whisper.
"See you at ten." He hangs up and I'm standing there still wishing he was on the phone.
Ashley comes in. "Hey, you all right?"
I slowly nod. Yes. Except that I'm completely wet right now. "Let's go." I place the sunglasses on and we head out of the door.
"So is the boss a guy or girl?"
"Guy. Jared. I told you that."
Oh yeah. Slipped my mind.
When we got into the parking lot, Ashley parked the car and sighed. "He's a complete pervert sometimes but he's really cool. My sister's ex-boyfriend."
"Alright." I said as we got out of the car.
The bowling alley was small with glass windows. A lot of activity was going on.
Ashley opened the door and I followed her inside. Loud teen music and constant talking and the sound of the bowling balls hitting the floor and rolling filled my ears. It was oddly cold in here.
"Jared!" Ashley called a blond hair blue eyed guy turned to look at us. He smiled widely while coming from behind the counter. "Ashley. Hey. Looking pretty as usual."
Ashley smiled. "I'm taken." She said in a sing songy tone. He looks to me. "And her?" He asked grinning at me.
"Partially taken." Ashley answered.
"Partially?" Jared asked raising his eyebrow.
"Long story. Anyway, Angie here needs a job and I know you're not half as mean as you make yourself out to be." She says batting her eyelashes.
Jared smiles at me. "She got it."
Really? That fast? "Umm…thank you. I really appreciate that." I said.
He shrugs. "Sure. Why not? It won't take money away and it won't hurt anything."
Ashley smiles. "Thank you, Jared. You really are a sweetheart."
"Don't I know it." He smiles and walks away to another part of the alley. I look to Ashley and hug her. "You're awesome."
"I know. You know what you're doing right?"
"Yeah, me and my mom use to go to bowling alleys back when she gave a shit about me."
"Remember when we were eight and my mom took us to cedar point?"
I smile at the memory. " Of course. Your mom rocked. Where is she?"
"On her honeymoon." Ashley answered. My jaw dropped.
"Husband number what?" I asked.
Jesus. Ashley's mom always had a different husband that it was almost scary but it never seemed to bother Ashley too much.
Working in the bowling Alley wasn't boring at all. It was actually kind of fun.
Either that or I just haven't worked in a while.
When we were done, Ashley began getting her stuff together and Jared came over to me. "Did really good for a first day. Keep it up."
"Thanks." I said and he smiles a warm smile and then looked to Ashley who neared us.
"Thanks again for the job. I'll see you tomorrow."
"Nine on the dot." He said. I nodded once and me and Ashley were out of the door.
On our way there, she leaned in. "I think he likes you."
"He does not and even if he did, it's pointless."
Ashley opens her car door and I get in also. "Because you and Mr. hottest richest bachelor in new york are fucking constantly."
"I enjoy it."
"So you going to see him tonight?" She asks as she starts up the car.
"Coming over later."
"Have fun with that." She drops me off at my house and we say our goodbyes as I get out of the car.
I walk into my house and go to my room and take off my shoes, and my shorts. Someone's knocking on my door as I pull my pajama pants on. I go to the door and open it after unlocking it.
Aaron is standing causally with a smirk on his face and a bottle of champagne in his hands and a bag in the other.
"Can I come in?" He asks. I nod and he watches me as he enters my house and I close the door.
He sets the bottle and the bag down and looks at me. I jump into his arms and wrap my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist. I choke out a moan as he pushes me up against the wall kissing me hard. Our tongues violently twisting around in each other's mouths.
Yes…I needed this all day.
"Fuck me." I begged against his lips. He smiles his five star smile and slowly releases me. "I have everything. The gag, the handcuffs and," He reached into his pocket bringing out a black silk looking cloth.
"The blindfold." I whispered breathlessly. He nodded while sending me a wicked smile. "Yes," He reaches into his pocket to pull out his phone. "And I found a song that seems to fit this all."
He nods while pressing buttons on his phone. Then suddenly, S&M by Rihanna came on.
I roll my eyes.
"It does seem to fit perfectly." I said.
"I like it." He turns it off and places his phone on the table and look to me. "Come on." His light brown eyes stare into mine. This dark look covering his eyes. Oh shit.
I follow him into my bedroom and he shuts the door and watches me as he pulls his jacket off and places it on top of the dresser.
He takes the handcuffs out of the bag, then the gag and drops the bag onto the floor.
"I want to cuff you to the bed." He says. I nod as he walks to me, takes my shirt off and throws it onto the floor.
He goes behind me and unsnaps my bra. The straps fall down to my arms and the bra falls onto the floor. Aaron kisses my shoulder and then moves my hair to one side as he kisses the back of my neck.
"Turn around to me." He ordered. I did as he said and looked up at him. The dark look was still in his eyes.
He unbuttons my shorts, unzips them and pulls them down and I step out of them.
He gets on his knees and pulls down my panties and I stare down at him and he smiles up at me and gets back up. Get on the bed right now." He ordered and I go and lie down on my back and wait for his next order.
He is now standing beside the bed staring down at me. "Sit up." He takes the blindfold and wraps it around my eyes and ties it.
"Lay back, Angie." He demanded. I lay back as he told me. Everything was pitch black.
"Arms up above your head."
I put my arms up and I felt them being cuffed. This is exciting me beyond anything.
I can hear him taking his clothes off. I just need him inside of me. It's extremely important that I have this. That fucking feeling deep in my stomach just begging for a release.
"Open your mouth." He demanded and I felt him straddle me. I did as he said, confused and as I opened my mouth, and I felt that cold champagne pour into my mouth and slip down my throat leaving a deep burning feeling in my throat.
It stopped and then I felt it being poured down my stomach. I gasped as I felt his tongue against my stomach, licking it off.
I felt a little being poured in my belly button. I moaned as I felt his tongue caressing it and licking up.
I suddenly feel it being poured….down there. I gasped as he began lapping it up from my clit. Oh my god. Oh fuck.
He lifted my legs over his shoulders while fondling my clit with his tongue. Jesus. I'm about to cum so hard.
He's pushing me over the edge. Way over the edge. Then his tongue suddenly disappears and I moan in protest.
"Remember what I said about teasing. Don't you, baby?"
"Yes sir." Yeah I do….oh no. He doesn't understand that I'll go into hysteria if I don't get a release.
And it won't be pretty.
I feel him nipping on my inner thighs giving me that feeling that hurts but feels so good.
He stopped and looked to me. "What did you call me?" He asked. Oh fuck. I mean "sir".
"I said sir." I whispered.
"You did not say sir. I think this calls for a punishment." He sounded…..excited.
He gets up and I feel the cuffs coming off of me.
"What are you doing?" I asked. Aaron stayed quiet as he unlocked the other cuff. "Get on your hands and knees." He demanded.
Bewildered, I did as he said and I suddenly felt something against my lips. "Open your mouth." He said in a low seductive tone.
I did as he said and I knew it was the silicone mouth gag. He latched it on and brushed his lips against my jawline.
"Ten hits." He breathed.
Oh yes. I want to feel something.
It's quiet for a minute and I felt his hand hitting me on my butt. I gasped lightly. This is really arousing me.
I feel his hand caressing me gently on my hips and between my thighs and another smack. I moan through the ball. "uhcmi"
"Fuck you?" Aaron asked in a warm voice that made me want to explode.
I nodded and he pulled my hair back and put his lips to my ear. "I don't think so." He whispered.
He let go of my hair and he repeatedly began hitting me hard. It hurts but heat spreads throughout me at the same time. I can't take it.
On the last hit, he hit me on my clit and that did it. I moaned as I came and Aaron was completely silent.
"Did you just come?" He asked. Uh oh.
"Yes sir." I whispered.
Aaron hit me extremely hard against my ass before plunging hard inside me. I cried out. "Do not…cum." He demanded between clenched teeth.
That's going to be hard. I'm so fucking wet now I can't take it.
There so much power in every thrust. I'm grabbing onto the bar on the edge of the bed while crying out his name. It's unbelievable. What I'm feeling is unbelievable.
He's panting fast and I know he has to be close. I need him to be close because I am. And I don't want to disappoint him.
He suddenly stops and grabs my hair and pulls it back so once again, his lips are at my ear. "I want you to cum on the count of three. Hold it in until I count to three. Understand?" He asked.
I nodded frantically.
"If you don't, I'm going to spank the shit out of you." I nod again. A part of me wants that but I want another orgasm more. He lets go of me and my hands are holding me up once again. He began thrusting in me again and I'm holding in my orgasm that's seconds away.
"One." Aaron began counting. He's purposely doing it slow. My stomach muscles are clenching.
"Two." He grunted. His panting picking up.
"Oh fuck, Aaron please!" I blurt out over the gag.
"Three." And I instantly let go feeling it spread throughout my body. It makes me weak yet satisfied me to no end.
Aaron's panting slowed and his hands were still on my hips. Both of us were tired. I could tell he was. My god. Why was that orgasm so damn good?
I push against him and he groans again and holds my hips still to stop me.
He unlatches the gag and it falls below me onto the bed and he unties the blindfold and the light is dimmed in my room so it doesn't mess with my eyes.
Aaron slowly pulls out and pulls me into his arms and kisses me. It was….sudden. But I liked it. Maybe it was drinking the champagne off of my body that made him do this. I can taste it on his tongue.
"Where did this come from?" I asked.
"I don't know." He says pulling the covers over us.
I put my leg over his and I stare up into his eyes. He's looking back down at me.
"Can I ask you something?" I asked.
And I watch him closely. "Why don't you like relationships?" I asked.
The question was unexpected. He looks shocked. "I just…I don't know. They're not….me."
"So the chances of me and you are….."
"None." He answers.
Why does it feel like my heart just dropped?
I don't like him that way. Do I? Fuck, I do.
This was not a relationship. It was only supposed to be sex. Only sex. I'm supposed to be a slave. That's my job. I please him.
And here I am, begging him internally to be my boyfriend. But he just told me to my face, he doesn't have those kinds of feelings for me or anyone else. His life is about money, business, and sex.
And all of a sudden, I just want more.
I'll take what I can get.
It seems that me and Aaron haven't known each other for long. And we haven't at all. But he got to me.
I just like his calmness. That fucking smile. He can be sweet when he wants. His sexiness. His control.
"But you know," he continued, "If I'd choose to be with anybody, it'll most likely be you. You know that."
His words made me feel warm. I nod and bite my lip and Aaron leans down and kisses me. His lips very lush and soft.
I'm going to just stay as his submissive and hopefully, my feelings for him can lighten up and I fall out of love with him.