Kathryn Parry: My Boss's slave

“Why couldn’t he not pick me up?” there I go again speaking aloud.

“He said it be good for you Miss.” I look ed at the driver; this was some sort of sick therapy. I done therapy before I am not going to do it again, there is nothing wrong with me apart from being cautious, Alex grabs my arm.

“Come along slut,” I pull my arm away furiously marching up the steps.

“There you go again thinking you in control, you not Clara you are mine.” He grabs my arm again, with his nails digging into my arm.

“Why is it, you only fight me?” is that true, I think over the last few years he is right anyone who wanted it I fucked freely but I have fought him all the way, I am losing but I still fight.

Alex marches me up through the hotel to the ballroom, then right up to his brother.

“Happy birthday, have fun with her, any trouble just pin her down until she freezes.” He thrusts me into his brother arms and walks away. Laughing as he grabs me as he kisses me, his smoky breath clogging my lungs.

The flash of the camera as his hands grab my arse, I can feel my need to not fight but I summon up the strength to push him away as I slap his face with all I got, he just smiles like he is the Cheshire cat from Alice in Wonderland.

“ Alex said to pin you down,” he flips me over his shoulder as he takes me to the elevator. Why does no one help me? Pinning me to the wall of the car until I stop moving, my tears are the only sign I give that I do not want this, move I beg myself. Why do I go lifeless like this? However, I know why, it was better this way.

He starts kissing me, as he grope d me I start to push at him away as I bite and I slap him then I scream.

“No, stop.” He backs away as he gives me a smile.

“About time Clara,” the doors open to the penthouse where Alex is waiting; He pushes me out as he goes back down in the lift.

“That was sooner than I thought Clara,” What is going on, more therapy?

Alex pulls me into his room, “No,” he laughs.

“I know you can use it on me, but finally you can also use it on others.” I slap him as he goes to kiss me.

“Stop fighting me,” he pins my arms behind my back; I did not stop struggling even when he cuffs me.

“I let you go when you start talking,” pulling me down at his feet.

“Clara, why do you allow men to fuck you as they want too?” my tears of shame fall I do not want to say why but I think I need to admit it to myself.

“Because when he raped me, he hurt me more when I fought back.”

“So you allow whoever wants to fuck you get it over with rather than have them hurt you?”

“Yes,” “Please forgive me.”

“Clara there is nothing to forgive” he kneels down as he holds me

“I just could not watch you fucking anyone who had the guts to just take what they wanted from you.”

“Why is it only me you fight?” I do not know why, so I wrap my arms around his neck.

“Is it because you love me?” I cannot speak of love, my damage makes it hard for people to love me in return, why have your love thrown back in your face.

“Clara, I have loved you for four years, watching you fuck the staff under my nose when you never let men get close to you”

He does not, he is just saying empty words again, and that man whispered the same thing as he hurt me, as he ripped away my innocence and trust, those same words of love on his lips.

“Clara, you are mine until, I see fit to pass you to someone else.” My breath catches as I struggle to breathe; it was still sex nothing more. He tilts my face up as he wipes my eyes.

“I have sacked all the men who were rough with you; the others you fucked were moved to other offices. I will never let anyone hurt you again.” Alex was hurting me being his slave to fuck anytime he felt like then to discard when he was finished with me.

“Clara, my Clara and only mine from now on, you learnt to say no and fight when they push you.” Alex kisses my neck, his kisses makes me wet as he reaches for my wrists as he goes to un-cuff me.

“Leave them on, I cannot run from you and I want to right now.” He unlocks them, as they fall to the floor he lifts the straps of my dress and allows them to drop off my shoulders. The dress falls to my waist as he presses me to the floor.

“No you will not run. Rule two, you are my slave Clara anytime I want to make love I can.”

“The deal is off, I do not want your brother.” He smiles as he kisses my lips.

“That was never going to happen, he likes men Clara.” I cannot help but laugh.

“You set me up?” I feel annoyed, I been tricked by Alex.

“Clara, a new contract I think. Rule one you are mine and mine alone. Rule two you do anything I want sexually. Rule three you will be my wife.” I kiss him with my acceptance as his hands lift my dress.

“Alex what do I get if I say yes?”

“Me Clara, you get me anyway you want as they are my own rules to you.” I wrap my legs around his hips as I push him down to the floor he offers his hands to me as I reach for the cuffs.

“Up and strip for me.” Alex lifts me and places me on the bed, I watch him removing his tie slowly as I lick my lips in suspense. He throw it at me then slowly he unbuttons his shirt, all the times he fucked me I have never seen him naked, his muscles ripple as he removes his shirt. He looked good, better than his brother did in his films, his black hair enhancing his loving eyes as he looks at me.

Alex pulls his belt free the n slowly pulls his trousers off as he moves over to the bed. I pulled down my dress as I remove it for him; Alex removes his boxer shorts as he kisses me, I pass him the cuffs then offer my wrists to him.

“You are the only one who can restrain me, take me anyway you want to.” My past restrains were of my own making, but now I was his I give myself freely. Alex cuffs me to the bed as he takes me gently thrusting into me, his lips devouring my neck as he kisses me. I have no need to fear him I was finally free of fear I belonged to Alex for as long as he wanted.

Alex gently tilting my face as he kisses me, caressing my neck and throat with his fingers as he moves inside me, I have no need to fight. Effortlessly his hands move on my body and my breast as I press myself into his hands, his tender whisper that he loved me this time I believe him. There was no need to doubt his words; he had done everything to make me accept his love without scaring me away.

His soft kisses keep coming as he holds me tenderly moving inside my body.

“Is it a yes?” He kneels up lifting me up with his body as he thrust into me, holding my hips as he kisses my breasts smoothly thrusting all the time into my needing body. I do not answer he already knew it was yes.

“Clara will you marry me,” he thrust harder into my pussy, my body buckles from the force as I moan out a cry of need, A kiss on my nipple as I curve into his lips, my body moving of its own free will making love slowly with Alex.

His movements’ in my body pulsating pleasure that I have never experience before, each movement of Alex in my pussy each kiss each touch has me desperate wanting more than I ever had before I wanted his love.

Our eyes meeting as he thrust hard into me, his eyes close as he holds on to his control. I can see the strength it takes not to climax before I do.

I t was my trigger point as I spin out of control crashing over my climax as I scream out that I love him, Alex kisses me passionately as he pours into me, gently caressing my face as he kisses.

Alex holds me in his arms as I listen to him sleeping my fear has me in its grips, I try to slip from his arms carefully trying not to wake him I have to leave.

His arms tightens but he does not wake, I settle back down as I allow him to hold onto me. I did not sleep but as the sun is starting to rise then I cannot fight my exhaustion as sleep claims me.