💎💙THE BLUE LOVE💙💎
The Blue Love-Episode 3(arou-seD)
JAJA’s A’s Point Of View
.
Hopeless.
Crestfallen.
Scared.
That’s the on
feeling I have right now.
I am quiet the whole duration of waiting
for the man who bought me.
Though I know that my Uncle is blinded by
the money, I still begged him, hoping that
he’ll realize that I am his niece. But no, he
just looked at me like a thing that brou-ght
gold into his palm.
I bite my lowerl-ip. Here comes my tears
again, started flowing nonst©p. I know
that my life would be more miserable in
the arms of Mister 89.
You thought beauty is a gift? I am now
telling you, it is not. It is only a gift for
those in luck. This beauty of mine only
brou-ght misery to my life. I wanted to scar
my face and my b©dy, to make it more
undesirable. But I can’t. I have no courage
to do it. I am scared and timid.
I looked down, trying to hide my face with
my hair, when the driver and a man hop in
a limo I am right now. The man sit next to
me. I heard the closing window that
connects us with the driver. Now, we are
like in a small room.
I jumped on my sit in fright when I felt his
hand t©uçhed my arm. I restrained myself
from crying, afraid to anger the man
.
“Don’t move. I will unlock your cuffs.” He
pu-ll-ed my arm.
It is familiar.
His voice is familiar. I took a glance at the
man. He wears tuxedo, his hair was
brushed up, his face is neat. He have set of
de-ep eyes, pointed nose, and thinl-ips. It
was the man whom I had bu-mped a while
ago. The man who said that he like me and
wanted to take my service.
“Y-you,” I faintly whispered.
He looked at me, stare rather. He had heard
me. “Yes,” he said.
“Why did you buy me?” I asked confusedly.
I gulped when I saw fire in his eyes.
“You made me arou-sed. You made me
want you so badly,” he answered. He
gr@bbÂŁd my arms that made me lift from
the seat. He wra-pped his arm around my
w@!st and pu-ll-ed my b©dy into him. He
k!$$ÂŁd me, torridly, like a hungry man
starving on a meat.
It is new to me. I am completely stunned
above him, don’t know what to do. It’s
strange, I wanted to k!sshim back but I
don’t know how. I felt my b©dy heated up
and got more s-en-sitive. What is really
happening to me?
I g@sped when his hand run down from my
hair to my back, slowly feeling it. He is still
holding both of my arm using his one
hand. I m0@n ed as he bite my lower l!pand
li-cked my ton-gue. Next, his ton-gue brushed
down to my n£¢k and up to my ear, he
li-cked my ear-lobe. Everything he’s doing
brou-ght tingling s-en-sation towards my
b©dy, shivers throu-gh my spine, and made
my *ss throb. I should be disgusted
because his saliva is in my skin but no, I am
only feeling the s-en-suality he’s giving. Am I
also arou-sed?
He m0@n ed as he ca-ressed my b-utt. “I really
want to take you now,” he whispered. His
free hand pushed my head and de-epened
the k!ss. I am not a fast learner but I easily
learned to fight his torrid k!ss.
We are in the middle of our ma-king out
when his phone rang. He cursed between
k!ss!ngme and let go of me. He slowly
pushed me up to sit while he’s still
catching myl-ips.
“What is it?” he yelled when he answered
the call. He looks like consti-pated, his face
is angry.
I fixed myself. I lifted up the stra-p of my
dress back to my shoulder. I can still feel
hisl-ips on my n£¢k.
My heart is pounding ha-rd and loud, I am
also breathing heavily like I have been in a
marathon. What just happened to me? Did
I really enjoyed his actions? It is not good.
Ain’t really good.
“What the f–k! Why didn’t you tell that to
me earlier?” He look angry and panicked.
“Okay, just wait. I’m on my way.”
After he ended up the phone call he looked
at me. There’s no more fire in his eyes. He
sighed and sit straight. I think he won’t
continue the ma-king out happened.
I got relaxed and breathe softly. He
re-moved his coat and gave it to me. “Cover
your b©dy. You’re ma-king me out of
control.”
I gulped again as I reach the coat. I
immediately wore it and covered my b©dy.
It’s too big for me, I think it bec@m£ a
dress for me.
Silence filled the car. There’s no
conversation happened during the trip. I
saw from the window that the car entered
the parking lot of a c0nd0minium. As the
car st©pped, I re-adied myself to get out.
“Wait,” he st©pped me.
I turned my head to see him, questioningly.
“Don’t you ever run away from me after I
unlock your chains on your feet. I am
warning you,” he said solemnly.
I just nod. He got out and opened the door
beside me. He sit to reach my feet. I hold
my breath as he unlocks my chains. Slowly,
I got out. He held my hand and pu-ll-ed me.
While walking, I am staring at our clasped
hand. I haven’t notice where we have gone
and which way we have taken.
When we entered the elevator, I looked up
to him. Staring at him intently. He’s too tall
for me. I haven’t even reached his shoulder
level. I am too small for him. He look so
prim, intelligent, and respectable on his
suit.
“Don’t stare at me like that. It’s giving me
another meaning,” he said, not looking at
me
.
“What meaning?” I asked out of curiosity.
“By the way you stare at me, you’re
inviting me to take you here.”
I turned my gaze away from him. Is that
his impression? He’s weird.
He pu-ll-ed me when the elevator get open.
We walked on the long pathway where
several door were seen by me. It is a
grandiose c0nd0minium. He’s super rich to
afford to live here and bought me. We
st©pped in front of a room.
“Close you eyes. Turn back. And don’t look
unless I said so,” he commanded. I did
what he said. He don’t want me to know
the pas-sword of his room. “Come in.”
He pu-ll-ed me again. He closed the door
when we got in.
“You’ll live here with me. For now, you’ll
sleep here alone. I am leaving for awhile
but I’ll return here tomorrow. If you’re
hungry, just go to the kitchen right there,”
he pointed out the direction of the kitchen.
He pu-ll-ed me again and we c@mÂŁ up the
stairs. He opened one of the room. “This is
your room. You can now sleep here, if you
want to take a bath, the bathroom is right
there. All you nee-d here is complete.
Nighties and undies are there in the
cabinet. I am leaving.”
My mind worked up when I heard the door
closed. He really leaved me here? I ran
towards the door and tried to open it but it
asks for a pas-sword. Nice! I am a prisoner
here in a grandiose c0nd0minium.
Tiredness hit my b©dy. I decided to take a
bath first before slee-ping. I saw a pair of
nighties that’s big for me and a p@n-ty. I am
thankful that the undies fit in me. I throw
myself on the soft be-d. While lying, I
remembered what happened during the
trip. I wonder if Mister 89 is here, what
would happen tonight?
I shook my head so ha-rd to erase what I
am thinking. I turned aside and made a
fetus like position. I don’t think I can sleep
here, in an unknown place.
I sighed. I hope that everything will be
alright.
I miss my family, my home. Tears began to
flow again. Homesick and loneliness is
killing me.
I don’t know if how long I’ve been crying
until I fell asleep.
💎💙THE BLUE LOVE💙💎
The Blue Love-Episode 4(You’re my slave)
JAJA’s Point Of View
I woke up when the alarm clock rings. A
plain pink ceiling is the first thing I saw.
Pink.
Just when did I changed the color of my
room?
I stared on it for awhile until I realized
everything. Everything happened yesterday
that only brou-ght sadness to me. I looked
at the alarm clock, it is alre-ady 5 AM. I used
to wake up at 3 am back when I was in my
Uncle and Auntie’s house. I woke up late
today because of the tiredness and
comfort brou-ght by the soft warm be-d.
I decided to rise up and walk inside the
bathroom to take a shower. There is a
human size mirror attached to the wall,
right beside the shower. I stood in front of
it and looked at my unclad b©dy. I am
petite and vivacious. My Auntie said that I
was blessed in terms of b©dy curves, it is
perfectly curved. My b*obs looks full on my
small b©dy.
There is a red mark on my n£¢k, I haven’t
noticed it yesterday and I haven’t felt that
Mister 89 did it. An e—-c scene pop up in
my mind again, that scene way back in the
limo. D*mn! Am I lvsting for it?
After taking a shower, I go to the cabinet.
I’m looking for a clothes that I can use, the
comfortable ones. Unfortunately, there is
nothing in there. I have used the negligee
yesterday and it is not usual to wear it
again in a broad daylight, plus Mister 89 is
coming here, as he had said before he left.
Having no choice, I took the coat I used
yesterday. It is too big for my petite b©dy.
I sighed. “It is way much better than
wearing a daring clothes.”
BENJAMIN’s Point Of View
I stretched my arms upward as I yawn.
Yesterday night is really stressful. My
company has been invaded by thieves.
Good to know that the alarm systems are
working and the polices responded
immediately.
It’s alre-ady 5 AM. I sighed. I should’ve a
best lvsty night yesterday if it didn’t
happened. I am still lvsting for that lady.
Her curves made me crave more.
“Sir, this is the things you had ask me to
buy.” My secretary gave me four paper
bags that consists the things that the lady
nee-ded.
“Thank you. Cancel my meetings today. I
have something more important to do,” I
said and hopped in my car.
I remembered the lady. I can still imagine
her above me, n-ked and m0@n ing softly as
I t—-t into her. F–k, my blood heated up
just my thinking of her.
I don’t usually feel lvst to women and it is
weird for a man. When I saw the lady in
her S-xy silver dress, she had awoken my
hidden de-sires. She’s the only one who
makes my blood boil with lvst.
I drove my car fast. Today, I will surely take
her.
JAJA’s Point Of View
I go to the kitchen when I realized that I
am hungry. My eyes wi-den when I opened
his refrigerator, it is full of vegetables,
fruits, milks, jui-ces, and meats. He’s a
nutritionist, huh.
I am busy eating bre-ad in the kitchen when
I heard the door opens.
Suddenly, my heart beat fast. I don’t know
if it is because of fear pr excitement to see
him again. I admit, I admired him from the
first time I saw him. I shook my head, I
shouldn’t admire him.
“Why are you shaking your head?”
I jumped in fright as I heard his de-ep voice.
He’s standing in the doorway. His white
long sleeve polo and his hair were slightly
disheveled. Seems like he c@mÂŁ from a
stressful night.
“No-nothing,” I stammered. I quic-kly got
up from my seat, lowering my head.
I heard his footsteps headed to my place.
“Have you eaten breakfast?”
I nod, not looking at him. “Y-yes. I ate
bre-ad.”
“I bought you clothes, it’s all in the living
room. Go and try it then go back here. I’ll
prepare breakfast for us.”
“Thank you.” I walk pas-s though him
without looking at him. It may be rude but
I am ashamed. I got relaxed when I
reached the living him, I just have noticed
that I am not breathing when I am with
him.
I quietly took the four paper bags and
brou-ght it to my room. One paper bag
consists dresses, the other one is full of
un-dergarments, the other one is full of
negligee, and the last bag is full of girly
things.
I tried the color white dress and tailed my
hair. There are make ups but I don’t know
how to use them properly. I got out and
returned to the kitchen. There were foods
in the table, maybe he ordered those.
My eyes gazed at Mister 89, sitting in front
of the table. He’s intently staring at me.
“Let’s eat, after this we’ll talk,” he said and
pointed the chair beside him.
I quietly sit down. I am breathing fast and
my knees are shaking.
“Eat,” he commanded.
I gulped. I don’t think I can eat normal
now. He’s beside me and I know he’s
looking at me. But still, I followed his
command, afraid to anger him. My spoon is
also shaking when I held it.
I don’t know how I managed to eat in front
of him. As we’ve finished our breakfast, he
stood up and told me to follow him. We sit
in the living room. He signed me to sit on
the couch in front of him. A round glas-s
table is in the middle.
“What’s your name?” he asked. His voice is
stiff and authoritative.
“I’m Jaja,” I answered.
“Alright, Jaja, I am Benjamin. From now on,
call me Master.”
I looked at him. “Master?”
“Yes. I bought you yesterday from the
auction, have you forgotten it?”
I shook my head quic-kly. “No, Master.”
“Very good. You’re my slave now.”
My heat pounded so ha-rd . Slave.
“As a slave, you’ll do whatever I want you
to do. You’ll follow everything I said. You’ll
remain quiet unless I ask you. You have no
right to oppose and fight me. I can do
whatever I want to you.”
Gulped. I can feel the sweat dr!ppÂŁdat my
spine.
“Do you wanna know how to make your
life easy?” he asked.
I looked at him again. “Yes.”
“It is just simple. Just go with the flow. Live
and serve on me.”
I am totally unfree.
“I’m going to take a rest.” He stood up and
c@mÂŁ up the stairs.
To be continued