AimlesslyGera: that sounds interesting…never saw more than the pilot for true blood.
kera69love: there will be more fluff, no worry.
NikkiBC: I liked the changes in the movie contract but I figured she'd be different from that.
Taino Delsan13: you'll have to wait and see.
Mistress Mask: the fashion show is coming up soon. As for the family dinner the others were there but I didn't have the right connecting dialogue to work with. I didn't want to get extra's involved when they weren't needed yet. They were the silent ones…if that makes sense…also glad you like the drabbles!
OrientalDanceGirl: there's more to hate coming your way! Lol and the fashion show isn't for Beryl she's just in attendance as well.
Latebuttruefan: thought you guys might like that. lol
Silverfaerie91: awesome to hear that. I enjoy making everyone as happy as that!
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Fifty shades of chiba ch.7
Mamoru POV
Dare I say it but I was actually nervous. Here it was Friday at 7:45 pm and I watched the meeting room being prepped up. The contract I had a copy of was placed on its blank backside to avoid my secretaries from knowing what the topic was about. I wore my black suit with a modest tie in place. The next fifteen minutes went by so slow I wondered why it felt twice as long. It gave me the time to think about Usako.
I hadn't known her for very long yet I wanted nothing more than to show her EVERYTHING there was to see or know about me. I hadn't felt that way in so long I'm not even sure if I had felt it before her. I felt my heart race a bit as I heard a knock on the door, "Hey Mamoru – kun…" I looked up to find my sister, Rei standing in the doorway. She was the only woman that the secretaries didn't bother to stop entering my office unless I had someone in here. "Hey, how are you?" I asked.
"Fine, how's Usagi – chan?" she asked. I smiled, "You like her?" I asked, smiling back at her. I saw the look in her eyes. "She seems nice. Definitely a lot better than Beryl. I smirked, "Beryl is a lousy combination of toxic waste, which is sad to even say, that people don't know where she belongs. Rei bellowed a hearty laugh. People rarely got my sense of humor, luckily my sister and my girlfriend did. "Good one. Mother seems to like Usagi – chan though." That's a good sign. "I think she might even like her over Beryl." That was very hopeful.
"Good. Maybe now I can get mother to let go of this merger via marriage thing." Rei let her face tilt to the side. It was an indication that perhaps I was wrong, "Mother thinks she's nice but wants to see how well she does at the fashion show." I nodded in understanding. "Beryl will be there." She mentioned. "Hai, I knew that." I tell her, "Which means she'll be bringing along with her, her parents." I pinched the bridge of my nose on that one.
"When did you find out?" I asked. That was unforeseen. I wondered how it would complicate things between Usako and me and Beryl's father and me. I would tell her the truth of course but how to work around it for the merger without a ridiculous marriage to that snake. "This morning. Mother was 'elated' to hear the news while I was visiting her. She does know a few people that work on the guest list." She noted. I nodded my head but more so in agitation than in agreement. "Yeah…" I mulled over the new information.
Rei walked up to my desk and sat down for a moment in the chair in front of me before asking, "You rarely schedule anything on a Friday night. What's got you in here after hours?" she asked, I swear she and mother get golden globes in snooping. "I have a very important meeting that is starting at eight." I tell her. She looks at her cell phone. "7:55." She announces. I looked at my own cell phone for the time.
She began giggling, "I want the fashion show to go well for Usagi – chan, believe me I do but it'll require some finesse on your part to work out the strain it'll put on the merger with Beryl's father." she noted. She wasn't being intrusive if anything she was trying to help out by seeing if I wanted any suggestions. "I know…its why I'm trying to take care of the business coming in next. Once that's concluded I can focus more on figuring out another option for the merger." I tell her.
Rei looked at me oddly. Almost as if she was falling into mother shoes of telling me what to do and what I already know. "Usako isn't the only reason why I'm avoiding the merger via marriage." I almost felt chastised by her look. "I wasn't looking for a defensive moment Mamoru – kun, I was just…I worry about 'Usako' as you call her." I frowned, "You're a smart business man Mamoru – kun but when it comes to Beryl, I think she's more devious than you want to believe." A warning.
"Beryl will not get in the way of what I want to do with my life. If she can't handle rejection in the simplest of form's then she needs to grow a pair and face reality." Rei I knew was in agreement but that didn't mean that was what would happen. "I agree but Beryl is a loose cannon." She stood up and walked around the desk as I stood up. Usako would be here soon and I wanted to greet her.
I saw Rei blocking my way, "Listen 'dear brother'…" we both chuckled at that. "I love you dearly, but you need to have you're A game in place if you're going to work this out. Beryl's father is a business man as you are. He's not the type to sway easily. I just hope that if he declines the merger without the marriage that you have a backup plan in place to still work with his company. I still wonder on how he's going to handle whom it gets turned over to." she mused out loud.
We both did. It's not like he would be giving the company over to Beryl. She couldn't run a household let alone a company. "She'll probably leech off of the trust fund she has till it's gone and try to suck the funds from the next poor rich sap she meets." Rei knew the truth of it. She wasn't fooled by Beryl either. Mother always did say she had a sixth sense for these things, we just wished she would believe Rei and myself regarding the devil in prada. "If anything we should hook Beryl up with another rich guy!" Rei suddenly said.
Stunning myself as she had this smile on her face a mile wide, "Okay?" I tried. "No listen, she's looking for an easy paycheck right?" I nodded…it was PART of what she wanted. She was somehow convinced we were going to be together. Though due to an actual infatuation on her part or due to her father pressuring her due to the merger I wasn't to sure on…possibly both. "I am trying to figure this - " it struck me.
Rei knew I'd figured it out, "If we could get her to see Diamond in the same fashion as myself we could be rid of her." Diamond had been a long time competitor of mine. I had a business in the same field as him. This could work out perfectly. "We just have to get the peas in the right pod at the right time." I agreed. Taking a look at the clock I saw that Usako would be coming in soon. "I guess I better scatter before she comes in." I shot my head to her at that.
She smirked with knowing eyes. "I can't think of any other reason you'd be here other than to have a 'date' of sorts with Usagi – chan." She giggled as she walked out. My secretary walked into the doorway. "Mr. Grey your eight pm is here to see you now." My secretary announced. I acknowledged her right before Usako walked in. She wore a dark pink business suit that spoke of her personality.
Signaling for her to come in I motioned to my secretary to come forward. "In ten minutes bring in the dinners." She nodded respectively and walked out as Usako was now inside as I closed the door. "Shall we Ms. Tuskino?" I offered as she removed her light jacket. "We shall." Walking in to the conference room she sat at one end of the table as I sat on the other end. "Might I say you look positively stunning in that outfit." I complimented.
She glowed with femininity before pulling the contract from a pocket in her jacket. It was rolled up but not to the point where it would tear or have issues. I grinned at her business position and how she was conducting herself. It turned me on to no end. As it was I was trying to figure out whether or not she was wearing panties. I wanted to bend her over the table and - "I would like to make the first correction to the top of the first column." I got pulled back into the meeting as she spoke.
"A simple typo. That can be easily rectified." I spoke. Trying to reign in my hormones I shifted my legs to make the growing erection more bearable. That suit on her looked fabulous. Simple yet elegant and in control. She's trying for it but won't leave out with it. The secretaries would be coming in within the next ten minutes to serve us the dinner. "On paragraph three of page two you mention that things would remain strictly between us." I nodded at her words.
"This one I will agree on only with the stipulation that I get one day out of the week to have to myself." I nod to that one knowing the need at times for alone time, "Granted." I look to her and saw how she kept up her composure. "As for what's acceptable and not…" this I was all ears for, "Please do tell." I encourage. She straightens herself out a bit more, "No cuffs, no metal of any kind to be used on me."
I tried to protest but she continued, "In the same section there's anal fisting and vagina fisting…" I was curious on that one, "Strike it out as well." she sounded so definite. "You sure?" I tried…a vain attempt. She gave me a look that broke no holds. She wasn't giving up, "Hai. Now strike it." She demanded. It'll be one of the few times I will. So I frowned a bit at that but knew that there were many other things to use for binding so I struck it out.
"Striking out metal and fisting." I noted out loud. "Also while dildo's, and other vibrators are alright to use I refuse to let genital clamps be among them. Strike it out as well. I don't need nor want anything but your fingers compressing me down there." I wanted to protest but she had such a good reason why I didn't bother. "Striking that out." I noted to her. "Also to the next one..." she turned the page over.
"Paragraph four on page two I will be continuing to use my own physician." To that I frowned at, "Why?" I asked, unable to help myself. "I have been seeing Mrs. Mizuno for roughly ten years. She's the best in Tokyo and I am confident in her abilities as a doctor." I smiled at her choice. She looked at me oddly. "I know of her reputation. She is excellent. Your request is granted." I didn't even think about producing a list of physicians on the contract.
"Also on page two paragraph five regarding healthy foods. If you desire the foods on that list then we need to modify it to appease my budget." I should have taken that into consideration, "If you'd like I can provide such cares to you." I threw the option out there. Part of me wondering if she would take it for the value alone. "No that won't be necessary. I do believe that we can work on the nutrition aspect on a later date. This is more to inform you." She stated.
I nodded for her to continue, "On page four paragraph five regarding your name in the bedroom." I smiled wondering where she was going with this. "I will NOT be calling you anything related to what your co-workers or workers call you here…just to weird." I couldn't help but laugh a little bit at that. "Alright, strike that out." she had already written on hers so I simply smiled.
To the next one she simply asked me, "About the no touching thing…" that's when the secretaries came in with dinner. Placing them down before leaving I saw the curious gaze she had on her face. "I conduct many meetings in here." I assure her. "Oh…" I saw what she thought I had implied. I didn't want her to think ill of me. "I meant business ones." I assured her. She visibly relaxed at those words, "You have many of these meetings?" she asked me. Trying to catch me.
I answered her honestly, "I have had meetings such as this before in here." Not giving away to count. "Oh…" she responded again. Getting back on track she gets onto the next question much to my relief. I'm not a fan of being touched, only touching. I preferred to hold down and not be held down. "On page four paragraph five there is a list containing toys to place up within me." I was eager to hear this one.
However, the look on her face held another story, "Strike out beads, nipple clamps, kegel balls, nipple rings, and I'll be saying no to butt plugs." I cringed a tiny bit on ALL of them. Had had fun with multiple ones at many different points in my life. "Any reason why?" I asked her, trying to hide the slight frustration in my tone on that note. "Perfectly good one. All I want within me is you." I looked to find her serious face looking at me dead on. I wanted to fuck her so badly right now I was literally beginning to play with the zipper on my pants.
"You've come prepared I see." She smiles, "I would like to say that I am very pleased by this and as such I will throw in a date night of your choosing." She appeared extra happy by this, "I will happily accept that." We went on to some more subjects but found that the night was closing in. "I will review over this and let you know what I've decided." She states. She was trying to leave out but I didn't want her to.
I wanted to screw her out of that suit she had on and make her think twice about leaving in the state we were both in. She wanted me as much as I wanted her. She had already been compressing her breasts together for the past few minutes indicating on a subconscious level if not further that she wanted me to see them and notice the efforts she had gone through for her wardrobe. "I think you want to stay." I tell her.
Her legs shifted under the glass table. "What would happen if I did stay?" she asks me. Biting her lip I respond back, "I would be elated in finding that your beautifully naked body is beneath with no obstructions to get in my way." I heard her breathing increase at my words. I saw her throat swallow any remaining saliva in her mouth. I would love to know what it felt like to have that tongue wrapped around my cock. To have her mouth tightening over it while I rammed myself deep inside.
Reigning myself in I spoke, "I'm going to fuck you into the middle of next week." I pulled my tie off of me and watch her eyes widen and her senses come into effect. I watched as she tightened her legs up under the glass table once again. Trying to hide her own arousal. I stood up from my chair and walked over to her. I put my hand out for her to stand up. She accepted it as I pulled her up from her own chair. "I want to show you what I've been planning since the moment you walked in through that door." she smiled.
"And what would that be?" she asked. I grinned and pulled her in for a kiss. Not just any kiss though. A kiss that promised many things to come. I kissed her with a ravenous hunger that surprised even myself. It was bordering on possessive. Hell it was possessive. I crushed her lips against mine. Bruising the soft skin and heating things up between us. I wanted her to feel how horny for her I was.
My hands dipped down and grabbed harshly almost at her ass. She gasped in response and in a natural response went to wrap her arms around me, "Remember my rules." I pulled her arms away and spun her around, bending her over the table. We were both breathing heavily as I cupped her breasts with a raging desire to have them for myself. I pushed my hard length against her from behind. Grinding it in between her butt cheeks. The fabric of her suit thin enough to get a feel for the crease.
She let out a shocked gasp, "Aren't you worried about your secretaries coming in?" she asked desperately as I pulled her skirt from the suit up and over her perfectly round bottom. The fabric moving less easily due to the form fitting skirt she had on. "My secretaries won't come in on a meeting unless I request it. They know I'm a private man with private business." She shot one last look to the closed door before feeling my hand creep up towards her cavern.
I spread her legs apart as she tried to keep her bearings with her heels. Bending over I lift one leg up at a time to remove said heel before ensuring my own dress shoes wouldn't step on her now bare toes. She gasped and seemed to retract from me. I stopped not wanting to make her uncomfortable. "Gomen, the floors just cold." She amends. I know of a sure fired trick to that particular dilemma.
Lifting both of her legs up I ensure she's settled on the glass table enough before angling her legs around my waist. I can clearly see her womanhood from this angle. It made me leak out pre-cum knowing this whole thing was turning her on. I bent over and next to her ear stated in a tight but sexually assertive voice, "Pantiless." I pushed down on her back as she asked, "What about the glass table? Won't it break with me on it?" the glass was thick enough, I trusted it to handle the weight put on it.
Besides glass wasn't that easy to break. "No worries." I assured her. I prepare myself for the event to take place. Making sure I have a condom on, thanks in part to my trusty wallet, I slid into her. Like hot iron going into a slick hole. It was incredible. She tried to reach back and touch me again, "Don't move your hands." my voice came out sounding hungry. I was sure the rest of me sang with lust to.
As much as I wanted to indulge in tasting her all over there wasn't enough time for it. So I began a steady series of strong thrusts. I was going into her so hard that her breasts began to jiggle against the table. I would hear the occasional whimper that spoke of her heated flesh making contact with the cool table. I could feel myself bruise her hips with the pressure I was putting on them from gripping as hard as I was.
As much as I was dying to see her face as we made love I didn't want to relent this position. So when I felt her legs curl around my hips to touch my butt I grinned in male pride at having accomplished that. I removed my hand from her hip to touch her bare bottom before slapping my palm down on top of it aggressively. She cried out in pleasure and suddenly made me really glad that I had the room made sound proof from events years ago. She could cry out to her hearts content and we wouldn't be heard.
Usagi POV
I screamed louder on impact as he thrust in on every slap. I couldn't help the sounds that came from my mouth. Unlike my pillows at home I didn't have anything to muffle my voice with. So when he slapped down upon each new thrust I couldn't help but be aroused but the intensity of what he was doing to me. I writhed against him out of a blinding need to get him closer. I wanted more. Each time he thrust inside of me I felt the most glorious ecstasy.
For only a few moments that is. I could feel the pleasure building up. I felt addicted to him after only a short romance. I hadn't signed this contract yet and he was still fucking me like he owned me and I wanted more! I felt slight off put by that thought before he shifted within me. Leaving my butt alone he bent over further lining up his upper body with the back of mine. His thrusts turned shorted but sharper as he pushed in more deeply than before.
I felt like scrambling for cover against the onslaught of pleasure. it was almost to intense for me to handle. Yet he kept pushing the boundaries of what I thought I knew and what I could really handle. He did things to me that I hadn't ever dreamed of. I felt his girth lengthen and widen. A sign that he was ready to release soon. My walls were spasming as Mamo – chan rammed himself home. The hard and short bursts he pushed into me had me ready to quiver into a pathetic mess of goo.
He was thrusting inside of me so hard that I was literally moving several inches back and forth on the table. A sweat mark was being formed via my breasts on the glass. The streak being rubbed against due to his harsh thrusts. I was nearing the end myself. I felt like passing out before I felt his length shift within me. I felt the thrusts increase before an epic roar emanated from his lips against my ear. I felt stars bursting behind my eyes and nearly passed out as his orgasm came in torrents into my body, pushing me through my own blinding end.
I couldn't think, I couldn't focus on anything but the pleasure he showed my body. At several points I thought he would puncture a hole through something else he was in so deep. My muscles were now goo as his iron hard cock, now becoming deflated, pulled out reluctantly from my tight sheath. The condom he had on felt beyond paper thin against the fluids rushing out of him and into me, "Fuck Usako!" he said tightly through clench teeth.
His body continuing to pump himself into me even after he was clearly done. Wanting to prolong my pleasure as long as possible. He finally slowed to a stop and pulled out but still lingered around me. Not willing to release contact just yet before finally pulling himself completely out but not off. He laid his front to my back as we ended up finding our heartbeats falling into an identical rhythm. I felt soothed. Calmed. He made me feel safe with him. Here I was in an office bent over a desk and I felt no nothing save for safety with him.
"I think you need to go over the limits so we can truly get started." I arched a brow and grinned like a moron at that. If this is barely getting there, then I actually couldn't wait to test these hard and soft limits he had. "Yeah…" I muttered as we got up. Righting our clothing he walked me outside to my car. I kissed him lightly, "Let me know when you want me over next." I say lightly before entering my car and driving off. I needed some time to think.
Mamoru POV
I really didn't want to see her go, but she needs to review the contract. Though I'm beginning to wonder what the point is in the contract if we've already slept together on numerous occasions. I feel as if I'm falling for her and her me. I walk back into my office to think this over. Have I seriously fallen for her? Perhaps her going to go see her parents this weekend will help her in figuring out what she wants to do. All I want is to make her happy and give into every whim we have together.
I turn to find Rei coming out of the building, "I see the meeting went well." I rose a brow at her curiously. "Meaning?" I asked her. She smirked like the devil got in her, "I would suggest air fresheners in your office…it smelled like sex." She giggled. I rolled my eyes at that yet I couldn't help the smile that emerged from me. Rei saw this and said, "You really care about her don't you?" she asked.
I looked in the direction of where she left off to. "Hai, I do…" I turned back to my sister. "Well I'm going to go home…you should do the same and enjoy your weekend off." She gives me a hug and walks to her own car. Working so high up the food chain as I did sometimes keep her here for longer hours to. Just not as often as mine did at times. Though I had a feeling that that would be stopping soon. Thoughts of another kind were entering my head. Ones that I never thought I would entertain before.
As far as I saw it Usako was mine and I didn't want to share her even with her parents. It's why I got so upset that evening at my parent's place. Sex calmed me down but I seriously couldn't fathom the thought of sharing her. Logically I knew that she would want to see her family members but I was a selfish person when I came to my relationships…perhaps even a little possessive. Though thinking back on it I don't recall getting this possessive of any other female I have been with over the years.
This troubled me. I wasn't used to not know how to process this type of emotion. I did this sexual relationship for a reason yet I have already slept with her on several occasions and I still feel the urge to – "There you are!" the high pitched voice startled me. I resisted the urge to jump like a little girl. Beryl… "Why are you here?" I asked her. Pinching the bridge of my nose in aggravation. I was only remotely mellowed out due to the recent sex I'd had with Usako. "I came here to ask about the merger between you and father." she said.
I turned to her, "That doesn't concern you. It's between me and him." I tell her straight forward. I can see her eyes twitching with anger, "Considering he wants the merger to happen with us being married I doubt that it's between just the two of you." She snipped. I didn't know how else to make it obvious to her, "Let me be perfectly clear with you…" she almost looked ready to back down but I knew she would refuse to do that.
I stepped towards her, "Even if I wasn't with someone I still wouldn't want to be stuck being married to a gold digging whore like yourself." She fumed. "Careful what you say to me or else daddy would find out." she threatens. Though I understood the root of her threat her father first and foremost was a business man. He wouldn't jeopardize his company or money that could come from a merger based solely on his daughters raging temper, sexual needs and need for power and money.
He only held interest in the last two and those last two could easily come from Diamond's company. Now would I benefit from this merger. Anyone would. Will it harm me financially…not one bit. I stood up closer to her and made my next words clear as ice, "Beryl your father wouldn't let his business take a plunge simply for his daughters downright rude and exasperating behavior simply because of her need to be my wife when I have made myself clear multiple times that I'm NOT interested." Fire was in her eyes.
"How dare you say such cruel things. I could be very good for you socially. It would be social and near political if you ever tried, suicide to take up with that blonde bimbo rather than have my class standing next to you." She huffed thinking she'd won with her viper like tongue. I rolled my eyes. "Look who's talking." I sniggered in laughed. The first with Beryl if ever I have laughed and it was at her expense.
She blanched, "Excuse me?" she demanded, pulling her burgundy colored coat closer around her form. The night time air was getting a bit crisp. Fall was approaching. "Every event that I've seen you at, the ones where your father is trying to build you up to be taken off of his hands…" I let that sink in, seeing the anger flare up behind her eyes. "I've never once NOT been approached by different men whom tell me of your many men and affairs with married men." Her face reddened.
Though out of anger, embarrassment or even both I wasn't sure on. "I have had relations before as you have." She spit out. I smiled, "Hai, I have but mine are so unknown my own family believed me to be gay for a length of time. Your reputation for wide open legs is renowned in our world." She became even more red. "What you thought daddy paid everyone off? He did but that doesn't stop the rumors from flying as said daughter decides to be practically on display on every occasion she walks out the front door."
I had her and she knew it. Like now, I had a feeling all she wore beneath was some slutty get up to try and seduce me. I walked forward and pushed the tightly held together coat open. A deep purple dress that had the front near completely open for anyone to see her nipples coming close to poking out. If I were her boyfriend or husband, and she were a decent human being – and I wasn't with Usako - I would take her. I would…but she wasn't and the sight of her acting so obviously desperate was degrading.
I felt bad for her. "Beryl you need to give up and stop. You're only hurting yourself and your image by throwing yourself at someone who holds no interest in you." She slapped me. Possibly the first time ever. I looked to her shocked but all the same hoping she got the message, "This is because of that cousin of mine. Fucking bitch!" she snapped with so much venom that I wondered if she poisoned herself. Not possible but whatever. "Your cousin has nothing to do with this. It's all your own doing." she looked at me with pure hate.
Yes! Hate me! "I'll make the little cunt wish she'd never met you." She muttered. I guess she didn't expect for me to hear that since my reaction had her looking at me with fear. Without so much as a thought in my head I had grabbed onto her and forced her back ward's till she fell in the hooker heels she wore tonight. The near six inch stilettos screamed 'fuck me I'm a whore'. I felt disgusted by it.
"You go anywhere near her and I'll end your reputation. Not that there's much left thanks to your own actions as of late, but I'm sure daddy dearest won't be too happy to learn of his only daughters MANY indiscretions." She pursed her lips in rage. "You wouldn't dare talk so low of me. It would put a damper on your reputation for staying out of common gossip." She retorted, sounding confident.
"I'm willing to take the hit to protect Usako…you wouldn't take a hit to protect your own father." I snapped back. I knew what her reputation meant to her. She wouldn't destroy it just to get even over a petty matter regarding Usako. She shoved her coat closed and seethed with unforetold rage, "We shall see dear Mamoru – san…say hi to your little fuck toy for me." her words were as icy as her demeanor was.
I formulated an unspoken vow at that point. I would protect Usako from anything that came from my world, most importantly from Beryl. Which was the kick in the gut considering they were, granted through marriage, related. I refused to let any harm come to the woman that I loved. And just like that I stood still as stone. Looked a bit ridiculous just standing there but I couldn't help it. I just explained my reasoning with love for Usako. I was in denial but now it was clearly hitting me in the face.
I slept with her prior to the contract, I feel this extensive possessiveness for her already and I threatened to expose Beryl for her indiscretions. I had fallen in love and I didn't even know I had until now. I can't let Usako know yet though. I wanted to see how this played out further. I wanted to ensure she couldn't be tainted by my world and turned into one the frilly gold digging bitches that were currently there. When the time was right to tell her how I felt. What she meant to me Until then…
Usagi POV
Once I got inside my little apartment I felt my walls begin to close in around me. When he made love to me – or in his terms – fucked me against the table I felt a mix between empowerment that I caused him to lose control enough to do that in his meeting room of all places and a bit of weariness. Why because I needed to think without being anywhere he would be. I needed to place my focus back into school. We would be coming up to finals to determine whom graduated and who didn't.
Taking my focus from him would give me the breathing room needed to better understand our relationship and figure out what I want to do in life. As delicious as the idea of being his 'sex slave' is, I like being my own person. The same person that's worked her ass off to get where she needs to be in life. My dream job was only a graduation away. Or so I hoped. I had to go job hunting once I graduated for my dream job.
That way I could still work part time at the bakery but let go of the campus job. Its use by that point for me would be null. First things first though, tomorrow morning I would be leaving for my parents place bright and early. I needed to speak with them on different none Mamo – chan related things. I cared for him so deeply but with what he wanted from me…I wasn't sure if I could truly be the woman he wanted me to be. I wasn't one to be submissive all the time. I had a mouth, sarcastically and otherwise speak, and I planned to use it.
Looking through my emails once I opened my computer I saw the ticket from mother. Round trip, the dates and times were set up so we could plan according. Besides I needed this. I needed to have a different environment to get my head together. Then I had to graduate. Suddenly losing the arcade job seemed mute and irrelevant. Motoki could do what he wanted, I had bigger things to focus on.
Going to bed wasn't easy that night. My thoughts were consumed with the contract and Mamo – chan as I prepped an over-night bag for my parents place. Shoving the necessary items and going over my own mental list three times I settled the bunny and hearts duffle bag by the front door so I could grab it with ease as I left. I shower fast, mainly due to the sensitivity my body felt from my breasts to my tender bottom.
The nipples were extra sensitive thanks to his attentions, not that I was complaining, but I couldn't run over them with my hands without agitating the delicate flesh. My butt was easier, I for once was thankful for the fact that the butt has cushion. Flat as I feel at times I had a decent butt that gave me cushion to take that 'punishment'. Mamo – chan certainly knew how to leave a mark. I had several on my butt shaped oddly enough like his hand.
I got ready for bed but felt sleep elude me. Finally, I managed to force sleep when one am rolled around. Controlling one's heart beat isn't easy but useful if you know how. I noted this due to the next time I opened my eyes it was 7:30 am. Not a lot of sleep but I had till 8:30 to get to the train. Tossing some clothes on I grabbed the pre-packed carry on and headed out the door with my keys.
I arrive at the bus station twenty minutes later. For a moment I remembered my car so as I was on the bus I called them up, "So its ready?" it felt like it had been forever since I drove her. "Hai, we were able to fix all the issues you had with the vehicle." The mechanics words had me wondering. "What all was found cause I only brought it in for a few small issues." Had I been an outsider looking it this might be funny…might…
"Miss, the car was in technical need of an over haul. The transmission was near gone, that had to be replaced. The fuses, the hoses, radiator…" as he went over the list of things that were wrong with my car I was having a mental melt down. I thankfully found a seat and sat down, letting my purse and duffle bag sit next to me. "Okay short version here…" I tried not to cry during my dry laugh on the phone. "How much will these repairs cost me?" the numerical amount had me looking around at other cars we were passing up.
I guess this is what I get for driving a lemon. No wonder why it took so damned long… "Do you guys do payment plans?" I asked. Hoping for time to come up with all of it. As it was the amount requested was more than what the vehicle was worth. Hell more than I had originally paid for it. I felt so stressed at that moment I began to cry. I felt so stupid to cry over this issue but it couldn't be helped.
"Yeah, I could do that." They offered me a payment plan of a certain amount every month, but if I lapsed more then one month then they would seek alternatives to get their funds. I ended the call once it was set up, "Great, I'm paying for a car that isn't even worth it." deciding to sleep I shoved the car to the back of my mind and fell asleep in the seat I was in. I made sure of course to loop both my purse and duffle bag around me to avoid thief's.
We stopped four hours later. The station held many people looking to get on and off. I looked about and found my mother waiting for me. Seeing her look of joy brought joy to my eyes. Long forgotten was the car issues. Mamo – chan…Beryl…school…just seeing her made me want to fall into this cocoon of happiness and warmth. We hugged, packed my belongings in the trunk of her car and left the station.
We arrived several hours later at my old home. Nothing looked changed. Still the same siding, the same paint. I half expected things to look different. "Your father is still saying he working on remodeling. Come take a look inside." Mother said. I went inside and found that the kitchen was a mess with his work tools and plans he had strewn about. "He wants to make it more modern." She said for way of explaining. "Looks more like you should have a carpenter on speed dial." I noted taking a long hard survey of the room.
"I do. I'm waiting till he busts something before that happens though." I nodded. She escorted me to the living room where she had tea prepped up, "So tell me about this boy your seeing." I looked up stunned. "Boy?" I asked. How did she know?! "Bunny, a mother knows." She stated factually. I sighed, "He's nice." She kept looking at me. I hated it when she did this…made me feel like I was on the stand to give a testimony.
"He's polite man you'd like him." her look pressed on for more. Feeling the effects of my mother weighing down on me I said, "He's intense. Intelligent. Really intimidating." I admit to her. "Seems like a nice guy." she commented. "He exercises control in all things." I gave out. It was to detailed but it gave way to a potential other conversation that I wasn't free to dwell on or express. Though I was conflicted on it. I wanted to tell my mother, everything I did, but at the same time I didn't want to tell her anything.
"Bunny, is everything okay? You seem distant since our last visit." She inquired. In truth last I was here I filed her in on everything that happened through that month during the car ride back here, this time I barely spoke and she was essentially using her motherly charm to pry the information from me. Without even trying I might add. Was I really this stressed out? "Yeah just had a lot on my mind lately and I need to sort through it." I assure her.
"Okay, cause were going to the country club tomorrow. I want my friends to see how my only daughter is doing." she seemed to happy. It took effort for me to act happy right now. I needed at the moment the comfort of my old bedroom. It wasn't that I was unhappy it was just, the contract, Beryl, now my car…so without another word I took my bags up-stairs into my old room and fell on the bed. It gave a childish comfort that I needed so badly.
Mother didn't bother coming up, figuring that I was in need of a nap after such a tedious journey to get here. The bus didn't do well enough to give me the nap I needed. To many bumps, people talking, getting off and on…it dwindled my sleep down to nearly zero. Throwing my crescent moon throw over on top I saw my phone was over half for battery and didn't bother to remove the charge to take care of it. A text from Mamo – chan came up…missing you beneath me…he texts me.
I text back…me to…you busy tonight? I ask. He responds…visiting an old friend, the one that gave me the start into the BDSM world. That had me stunned. You still communicate with her? Not that I knew who she was but still. She's an old friend that I haven't had any relations with in years Usako. She's not a threat to us. I still felt weird about it…then it clicked…you had sex with her when you were fifteen?! I couldn't think of the word to use against her.
Its fine. She and I have dinner on occasion. She's aware of who you are and isn't in a position to be a threat. She's the only former partner I communicate with on a positive level. I got that he was explaining things to me but didn't like it. Don't worry over such matters…I'll see you soon… "Ass…" I muttered as I wondered over who she was. Was she prettier than me? Beryl for sure was. "Ass…" I mutter once more before sleep claims me.
