Chapter Six
Kayla turned the lights off and reached for her phone. She knew Dean was already on his way home. She dialed for his number and called. It didn’t take long for him to answer.
“Kay?” he asked. “You home? Everything okay there?”
“I’m here,” she answered as she stumbled through the darkness. Kayla found the right seat and got herself in position. “I didn’t cook dinner. Just head up straight here to the room, okay?”
“Something up? I can head to a drive thru if you want,” he told her.
“No need,” she said softly, trying her best to seduce him with just her voice. “I just want you home. I need you Dean. I love you.”
“I love you too,” he said back. Kayla didn’t know if he meant it but it was still warming to hear him just say it.
“Just hurry, okay?” she pleaded in a sultry tone. “I really, really need you Dean. I’m aching for you. I’ve tried playing with myself but it’s not the same. I want you so badly.”
He better be getting hard. I put effort into this, damn it.
When she ended the call the only thing left to do was wait and wait she did. She took her time, she was patient, and she never left her seat. Everything had to be in the right spot. Everything had to be ready the moment he walked into the bedroom.
The moment she heard the main door open and shut she fidgeted a little. Kayla tried to tell herself that being nervous was normal but it still couldn’t stop her from shaking and cursing under her breath.
You can do this, Kay.
She heard a click and the door finally opened. Dean fumbled around in the darkness but as soon as he turned the lights on Kayla knew she got his attention just by the look on his face. Dean’s jaw dropped in surprise.
Kayla was naked save for a black leather collar around her neck. It had large letters printed on her collar which read “pet” in capital letters. She was also holding a black leather belt, something she knew guys in the BDSM used to punish their submissive girls.
“What’s this?” Dean asked. He was feigning his excitement and Kayla could see right through him.
“Don’t even try to hide it,” Kayla told him immediately. “I bugged your phone. I know all about your little BDSM club. I looked into everything. You know, I always figured you were earning millions from something other than selling houses but I never imagined it would be dealing with submissive girls.”
Dean kept silent for a long while and Kayla didn’t try to annoy him. She simply waited, hoping he would say what she wanted him to say. Fortunately, he did not disappoint.
“What do you want?” Dean asked.
“I don’t really know,” Kayla answered, as truthfully as she could. “Honestly my only concern a day ago was that you’d dump me the same way you dumped all the other girls you led to your bed. Then I discovered all this and everything is just fucked.”
“How much do you want?” Dean followed up. “How much so you won’t tell anyone.”
Kayla smiled, “I want more than money. I know you’re rich so paying me to shut me up isn’t any fun. I mean, come on – you’re a genuine, bad boy billionaire and now I’m in the position to take things into my hands. I want more than just to loosen your pocket.”
Dean looked back at her and she could tell from the expression on his face that he was still working on some quick means of getting out of this predicament. Only at this point did his plight really sink into Kayla’s mind. He was a well-known figure and he had to do everything possible to make sure his BDSM activities were not leaked to the public. It might ruin his career, his businesses and his life.
He’s panicking. Kayla couldn’t help but bite her lip in joy.
“Just tell me what you want,” Dean demanded, trying to put some weight into his voice but even now he was still quivering.
A light bulb flashed in Kayla’s head and she knew she finally found a way of getting what she wanted. “I want you to fuck me like it’s your last day on Earth. I want you to do it every single night.”
Dean looked at her with a confused expression on his face. “You’re not disgusted or anything?”
Kayla shook her head, “I just let you dominate me last night. I opened myself and all my holes for you. Why would I be disgusted by some leather and rough play?”
“You should have just told me what was bugging you,” Dean said as he sat on a chair right across from Kayla. She saw how his eyes gazed at her breasts and her pussy so she spread her legs a little, hoping the sight would further cloud his mind and get him to do exactly as she hoped.
“What, you’d prefer I begged for you to keep me? I’m not going to do that,” Kayla explained.
Dean raised an eyebrow, “Aren’t you begging now?”
“I have leverage,” she clarified. “This time I’m making demands.”
He nodded in agreement, “But you’re demanding for something I can actually enjoy. I love fucking you.”
“Yeah, until you get tired and decide to break me, weaken my will and my mind and then auction me off to some guy. I know you’ve done it before. You’re scared of commitments, Dean Marshall.”
That struck a chord.
“You don’t know anything about me,” Dean fired back at her in an attempt to turn things around in his favor. That wasn’t going to work though. Kayla knew she had him in the palm of her hands.
“I don’t give too shits,” Kayla fired her own shots. “I’m calling the shots now. You understand, golden boy? Can’t be that hard to fulfill what I want.”
“To fuck you every night like it’s my last night alive,” he repeated her wish. If it was any other guy they’d be pleased. Who wouldn’t want a girl they could screw for the rest of their life? To make the deal even better she was offering herself for free and to a guy she knew could afford anything in the world.
Kayla nodded, “Can’t be too hard, right? I don’t give a damn what you do in your free time. I don’t care who you fuck when I’m not looking. The only thing I want is that you don’t let go of me. You own me and I own you. That’s how it will be.”
“This is a weird way of proposing,” Dean joked.
It does sound like I want him to marry me. Well, if he wants pussy and I want him then we might as well put a ring on it. Kayla merely smiled back at him and she knew that he got the same thoughts in mind.
“Can I put something on now?” Kayla then asked. “It is a little cold wearing nothing but this stupid collar.”
“Not going to give me this one chance to put you in a slave outfit?”
Kayla shook her head, “I’m not a slave. I’m not a hooker for a gentlemen’s club and I’m not a BDSM submissive. I like it rough and I like it playful but don’t think I’m one of those girls you can keep in a basement.”
Dean smiled then told her, “That’s what makes you so exciting. I never know when you’d be in my room with a pleasant surprise waiting for me to unwrap.”
“You still have one more gift to unwrap then,” Kayla told him as she pointed at her collar.
He got up from his seat, walked over to her and stood right in front so that his crotch was right in front of her face. She loved how he teased her that way and willingly lifted her chin up so he could undo the fastening on her collar.
Once he got it off he sat back on his chair and beckoned for her to come closer.
Now I just need to seal the deal. Kayla bit her lip and looked at him with a lustful, hungry look as and she got down on her knees. Slowly she crawled towards him and watched as he hurriedly pulled his cock out of his pants. She gasped when she saw his rod flop out, throbbing and angry in anticipation.
Kayla pushed his hands away and she quickly moved in, licking it and suckling on his member so vigorously she felt him shift in his seat. She opened wide and kept his cock in her mouth as she began to rhythmically bob her head up and down. Kayla felt his already excited cock get even harder and larger as it slid in mouth.
Then she felt his hand on her head and he pushed down roughly, forcing her to take his cock deep into her throat. If this was any other night she might have complained or labeled this as the moment she’d walk away and look for someone else but Kayla figured giving him the satisfaction this one time suited the occasion. She took his cock in deep and even though it choked her it felt so satisfying and liberating.