. It has been a whole month since Klaus and I signed that agreement and I am fucked because he has fucked me so much that morning that I had lost my marbles and he made me sign it while I was delirious.
I swear I didn’t know what I was signing because I read it but my mind was too gone to register anything.
I was played in short.
The agreement favoured Klaus and made sure that I was at his beck and call.
In short, it was like I was married to him the moment I signed it.
I remember one of the clauses that states that I would be punished by wearing a mini mini, very mini, skirt, cat ears and a bell around my neck with very thin stockings and do what he wants. Oh, and I also had to have a cleaning broom. All this would be if I made another man smile at me.
Can you imagine that?
It is as if I have control over how other people look at me and have in mind that I am in the business of pleasing people.
We had an argument after I reread the document after that and all our arguments end up in bed with me being fucked up senseless.
Do I hate it?
Hell no! In fact, I enjoy it.
Angry sex is the best because there are no inhibitions. We do it as if there is no tomorrow.
I don’t call myself addicted to sex anymore. I say that it’s just that I hadn’t met Klaus.
He’s the man I had been waiting for and he knows what I need and how to give it to me.
For instance, on this day, he came to pick me up and one of my regular customers who drops in every week to pick up flowers for his house came in and smiled at me.
Obviously, I smiled back and we had a small chit chat as I wrapped his bouquet and after he fell, that’s when I saw the green statue that was burning with vinegar.
Klaus was so angry and jealous that he was fuming. I literally could see smoke coming out of his orifices but I just laughed and ran out of the shop.
“Jeon, make sure you close up after this. I am not coming back tonight,” I shouted as I ran out and I hit Klaus off guard and by the time he was getting out, I was hiding just near the shop but behind a big flower vase that has a cactus growing in it and that would have been the last place he would have expected me to hide.
I knew that I was in hot soup and I was going to be “punished” and I was so ready for it but I just wanted him to get angry some more.
When he was sober, he was mindful of how he fucked me but I liked it when he was all riled up. With all his emotions haywire, he would fuck me roughly and spank me and make me squirt and come endlessly.
I knew that after that, I would be the one to pay because I got so tired that I would sleep for hours but it was all worth it and Klaus would stay with me pampering me and making sure that I was comfortable and yes, I know I was falling in love with him.
I knew that it was too fast after my breakup with Tony but the heart wants what the heart wants and I couldn’t help it.
Who asked him to be good to me and treat me like a queen anyway?
Klaus looked everywhere and when he didn’t see me, I could hear him swearing and he got in his car and drove off.
I knew he would be waiting at home and I was ready.
Oh, yes, home. He moved into my apartment after I refused to move in with him.
I had thought of moving in with him as he wanted but then again, a girl has to act selfish sometimes. If I did everything he wanted all the time, when would he learn to respect me?
He might also think that I was a pushover and sometimes, I had to show him that I wasn’t.
I also wanted Klaus to know that I wasn’t with him for the money. It was because he loved me and the bonus being that he was a good fucker. Or should I say it vice versa?
Whatever.
All I know is that he was the man I wanted and him being rich was an added advantage.
He was what I would say blessed in all ways:
A big dick? Tick.
Handsome? Tick.
Loaded? Tick.
A good and kind man? Tick.
A man who respected me? Tick.
A man who was as crazy as I was? Tick.
I could go on and on but what I am trying to say is that Klaus and I complemented each other so well that it sometimes seemed surreal for me.
Who would have told me that so soon after my heart was ripped to shreds by Tony that I would find love and happiness and so close to home?
Since I deliberately made Klaus angry and I needed him to dick me well, I needed to spice things up and so, I took my car and went to the mall with one thing in mind.
I wanted to buy some more sex toys, some lube, yes I wanted my arse rimmed, some lingerie and while at it, why not get a dog collar and mask?
I would dress up so that he could punish me well.
As I drove towards the mall with the thoughts of how I wanted to be fucked senseless after like a week of no sex because Klaus had left for some business in another state, I felt my clit dance with anticipation.
I was happy.
I was going to enjoy it.
I picked my phone and called Klaus.
“Baby, where are you? Come home before I get angry more than I am,” was the first thing he said when the call got connected on the first ring.
“What do you want to eat?” I asked him.
“Okay. Order take out and I will be there with you in a while,” I told him. “And take a bath,” that was an order.
I wanted him clean so that I could eat liquid chocolate out of his nipples, navel and balls.
Yes, I was so ready for the night.
I then sent a voice message to Jeon asking him to open up the next day because I knew that I was going to be late.
I arrived at the shop and this gay man walked towards me to help me and I knew that I was sorted.
He was the kind of an assistant I needed to make tonight spicy.
Klaus, here I come.