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Fifteen

Soon as we pulled in front of Monni’s house, I hopped out and slammed the truck door. I didn’t bother to help him get any of the many bags that was in his trunk. I don’t know why I was pissed, I couldn’t even pinpoint if I was angry or petrified with what I felt back in the mall.

All I know is something dawned on me, my intuition screamed inside of me that Monni had did some monstrous shit inside of the restroom. When he walked out, his eyes were void of any emotion, he was back looking like a zombie in the eyes. He didn’t even come to my table to get me, he just simply locked eyes with me and walked out of the food court.

Did he plan to leave me there after he did some shit concerning Howard? I didn’t know, but all of it had me pissed. I was also mad because our day was going good before Howard popped out of nowhere bumping into me just to gain my attention. What made it worse was that Howard was Chedda’s uncle. I prayed that Monni didn’t do nothing besides beat his ass as a warning to not fuck with me anymore.

My phone rung, it pulled me out of my thoughts. I got excited instantly seeing Angel’s name pop up on the screen.

“I thought you forgot all about me.” I smiled.

I stood up and shut my room door, ignoring Monni’s heavy boots that stomped against his wooden floor. I hadn’t heard from Angel in weeks, that was not how we got down. I flopped down on my hard ass bed and rubbed up and down my right arm. I instantly felt relaxed as I soothed myself from the worries that today brought.

“I didn’t forget about you. I miss you so much, Tavi. There’s so much that I need to tell you. When are you free?” Angel talked fast like she was in a rush.

“I’m with a client for three more weeks, but I’m free to leave and do my own thing. You want to meet tomorrow? Let’s go out and do some stuff.” I couldn’t contain my excitement.

“Okay, where do you want to meet?” Angel asked.

My stomach did flips, I could tell that something was wrong with her. Her voice lacked its usual life and excitement. It made me get worried instantly. Usually, Angel would have complained about me being with a client, today she didn’t say anything about it.

“Angel, you, okay?”

“I’m okay, girl. Just been bored with a lot on my mind. I think living alone is really starting to get to me. I’m used to being in the house with you, well when you’re not with a client.” She chuckled dryly.

“Well, this my last client, I can’t wait to tell—” I stopped talking.

I couldn’t tell Angel right now why Monni was my last client. I didn’t want to bring trouble her way and I wasn’t sure if Monni was eavesdropping.

“Why you stop talking?” Angel asked.

“Cause I’m talking too much, but yeah…I’m really done with Chedda, and I’m done with having clients after my time is up here, girl. I promise.” It felt so good saying those words.

I looked at the corner of my room, although it was empty and cold inside of here, my suitcase was filled to capacity with one-hundred-dollar bills. I got super excited just thinking about all the money that I had and before we got to the mall, Monni stopped and bought me an extra-large suitcase. He promised to let me fill that one up with more money before I left. That would be enough money for me and Angel to start up something together.

“That’s good to hear, me and my Pops got into it.” Angel sucked in a deep breath.

“It’s really got me feeling low. I just really need to see you and get how I feel off my chest and not over the phone.” Her voice broke.

I felt her emotions through the phone, I was an empath and hated to hear Angel sound so defeated.

“I got you, baby; I’ll be there tomorrow. We can spend an entire day together, I promise.” I smiled sadly as if she could see me through the phone.

“Okay, Tavi. I love you, see you tomorrow.”

“I love you too, babes, I’ll make it better tomorrow.”

She hung up the phone. I quickly jumped up and left out of my room to go search for Monni. He told me that I could come and go as I pleased but I figured that it would be nice to tell him in advance. Soon as I got to his bedroom door, I didn’t knock just opened it up and froze in place staring at his naked damp body with a thick black towel hanging off of his waist.

His room was as empty as the guest room that I slept in. I stepped inside as the door creaked and shut behind me. A shiver ran down my spine from the cold thick air that seemed to seep from the walls. The room looked like it had been abandoned for years. It smelled like dust mixed with whatever soap he used to bathe with. Like the rest of his house, there was no personal touches. I couldn’t wait to redecorate around this house before I left. My mission was to make his home actually look like a home on the inside.

Monni stood in the middle of his room like the main exquisite centerpiece. He looked like a fine gold god, with chocolate dripping off of him. He sat down on his bed next to a big jar of shea butter and started to rub his chest and eight pack down. His hair waved up, as water droplets decorated his forehead.

“Speak.” He broke me out of my trance.

“What did you do back at the mall?” I asked him that first when I was supposed to tell him about me leaving tomorrow to go with Angel.

“I killed Howard-the-Coward.” Monni never looked up at me.

He admitted to me what he did in a nonchalant manner, like none of it bothered him or mattered to him. He’s a stone-cold killer!

“Is that all you wanted to ask?” He undid his towel.

My breath got caught in my throat as my pussy contracted, followed by my clit thumping hard.

“Why won’t you fuck me, Monni?” I swallowed down hard, thinking with my sex and not my logical sense of mind.

This man just admitted to killing someone in cold blood, and I was worried about why he didn’t fuck me. My eyes was glued to his hung and thick chocolate dick that laid against his thigh like a foreign object. Did I really want all of that inside of me? It would surely break me.

Monni chuckled, he dipped his hand in the shea butter jar, then rubbed down his thighs. There was still butter in the palm of his hands. He grabbed his dick and stroked it in a loving matter, greasing it with the butter then released it once he was satisfied.

“I want to fuck you, Natavi. I just don’t think that you’re in touch with yourself or your sexual needs. When I fuck, you have to submit. I’m in full control at all times. No one will ever have the power to control or guide me through a damn thing.” He spat bitterly.

“What does that consist of?” I asked with curiosity eating away at me.

“I create a safe space where you let go completely. I become responsible for your pleasure, I crave that type of control, the type that takes you to all the sexual heights you need to experience.”

I swallowed down, I wanted to experience that. Monni’s eyes never left mine. The effects of what he said skittered over my skin. I looked down at my wrist.

“You into that tying women up and spanking them kink?” I asked as my body grew hotter.

“Something like that.” He muttered, putting the top back on his shea butter jar.

I want to look away from him, but I couldn’t. I don’t know shit about the lifestyle that he’s talking about, but I’m very curious. I wanted to feel Monni, I started to crave his third leg on the first night when he devoured my pussy and ass like it was breakfast, lunch, and dinner. I was aroused with every breath I took, I couldn’t contain my wild hormones.

“I want to know what it feels like to submit.” I talked nearly above a whisper.

“You asked why I won’t fuck you…Domination is all about control, it starts with keeping myself in check. If you submit, I want you to desire that shit. It doesn’t matter the amount of money I have down in that basement, Natavi. Most women aren’t attracted to me, and I feel it, so I don’t offer what I just mentioned.”

“What about with me? Can you feel how attracted I am to you, Monni?” I asked softly.

“I do, especially after today.” He admitted.

“You fear me,” he added.

“I can reassure you that I will break you, damage you beyond fixing. I will never hurt you though. I don’t make love, Tavi. I dominate, devour, then destroy.” His eyes grew dark.

My ribs squeezed as I struggled to breathe. Monni stood and closed the space between us.

“Natavi, your beautiful. I don’t understand how you spent most of your life making worthless men feel good. Do you ever get to cum over and over like I make you…with just my mouth?” He tilted his head to the side and ran his tongue over his top row of gold teeth.

Monni was filthy, he knew it and reveled in it. I gulped down and dropped my eyes to the worn floor. His fingers went under my chin, he forced me to look at him.

“I know the answer, no need to respond. Tell me, what do you want?” His eyes and words demanded me to answer.

I wanted to fade out of the room and go hide somewhere. There was no room to hide. This was his world, and I was just a guest here.

“I want my orgasms to belong to you.” I talked so low that I could barely hear myself.

I didn’t even know where I found the extra courage to admit that piece of information either.

“You’ll listen to my every demand?” He raised a brow.

“Meaning?” I asked.

“When I tell you not to cum, you hold it. When I tell you to release, you explode for me. I’ll become your Master, you will refer to me as that whenever I’m pleasing you. You understand?”

“Yes, Master.” I nearly moaned saying the words.

“You surrender your mind and body to me whenever I am exploring it.”

“Yes, Master.” My eyes fluttered.

“Communication is very important, if I go too far, and you need me to ease up, you simply say ‘ease’; you want me to stop, you say ‘stop’; there are no safe words other than ‘ease’ or ‘stop’. No drawn-out handwritten contracts. You cannot sue me. You will have a hard time proving that I’m wealthy because I have no bank accounts or anything else in my name…oh, and my fingertips were burnt when I was a child so legally, I have no social security number. I’m not even considered a being counted in the statistics either.” He smirked.

All the hotness left my body. I replayed everything he just said and wanted to know more. Who the fuck burns their child fingertips, and why?

“Don’t ask questions, when the answers are too heavy for you to accept.” He released my chin.

“I don’t like when you look away from me. When I talk, you maintain eye contact at all times.” He continued.

“I want you to fall apart in my hands. Every cell in your body should crave me.”

“Will you tie me up?” I asked, feeling back hot all over again.

“That’s role play, don’t go searching up the whole BDSM thing. You’ll grow confused. I do shit differently, and there’s a reason why,” he stated.

“Will you ever tell me the reason behind why you do things so differently. I know that you’ve been through a lot, if we are friends after all of this…I want to know,” I said to him cautiously.

“I may not ever tell you why…you’ll never understand it because I never understood.” He dropped his eyes away from mine for a couple of seconds.

I stood in front of him, watching him. Silence hung between us and it felt unyielding like it was made out of something that was heavier than words. I eyed the way his shoulders hunched as if the world had collapsed on him. Monni probably observed me but didn’t realize that I had observed him just as much. I was going to agree to him dominating me, because I wanted to draw closer to him.

I noticed the small things first about him although he appeared dark and evil to people who haven’t got to have a conversation with him. I noticed that his hands fidgeted a lot, and when he thought I wasn’t looking, I also noted the way he twisted at the hem of his shirts. When we ate together his fingers would tap in a restless rhythm against the table.

The tightness of his jaw, and the way his muscles twitched with a strain of what looked like an internal battle. His eyes were always dark and distant, which made me believe that mentally he wasn’t present all the time. It wasn’t Monni’s anger or pain that bothered me the most but the emptiness that was evident inside of him when he looked at me.

There were cracks in his spirit, invisible to most but to me they glared loudly. I could sense the quiet desperation in him. He felt like he didn’t belong, he felt like he was worthless, it would take him time to lower the walls of stone that he built around himself for mere protection. Monni was a puzzle of fragments, pieces of himself scattered and lost in the wreckage of everything that had hurt him in the past.

My heart swelled but not with pity, it was raw empathy. I would keep my quiet understanding to a minimum. I was afraid of the darkness in him because I could see that it wasn’t permanent.

“How about we start all this after tomorrow. I actually came in here to tell you that tomorrow I need to go see my best friend and spend time with her. She needs me,” I stated softly, wanting to say more.

I had it bad, running my mouth, giving up too much information from all the rambling that I did. Monni looked down at me with a glint of recognition passing through his eyes.

“So you don’t want to test it out? You don’t want me to allow you cum? All over my tongue and dick,” he said as he bit down into his bottom lip.

“I guess we can test?—”

“Strip.” His eyes flared.

“Yes, Master.”

“No words, just actions.” He stated as he took steps backward.

I quickly lifted my sweatshirt over my head and let it fall right next to my ankles. I unclasped my bra from the front and dropped that, then took in a slow steady breath to relax my frazzled nerves. Monni wanted to test somethings out concerning him having full control over my pleasure, which meant that I had to release all of my control and let him hold all of the power.

I stepped out of my shoes then pulled my leggings along with my panties down and then stepped out of them.

“On the bed, legs spread wide for me.” He demanded.

I moved on wobbly legs but maintained as I made my way over to his bed. Monni dropped his towel and got alongside of me, he dipped his knee into the mattress then leaned in close to talk directly into my ear.

“You need to relax, okay?”

I nodded my head and released the breath that I was holding. He slid his hand from the nape of my neck down to the center of my breasts. He retracted his hands quickly. My clit was on fire, my nipples ached to be touched.

“Pull your knees up a little, keep that pretty pussy on display for me.”

I did what he said then gasped when his mouth suctioned both of my pussy lips into his warm mouth.

“My goodness!” I squeezed my eyes shut; I saw stars as a shiver traveled down my spine.

He sucked sloppily, then parted my lips with his tongue to flicker it up and down my sensitive bud. I struggled to keep my knees up, my entire body bucked off the bed. As he licked and sucked on me, he let out a low grunt of appreciation. His finger pushed into my ass, and he used his free hand to reach up and pinch my right nipple.

His tongue on my clit and the finger in my ass drove me insane. He took his fingers out of my ass and replaced them with something that was cold and felt like small, then medium, and a large ball made of metal. He touched something at the bottom of it and it started to vibrate. My pleasure started to build, he sucked on my clit with increased suction.

Monni’s tongue went back to drawing hard circles around my erect bud as he moved the metal balls in and out of my ass. It felt like I was on fire everywhere, I was riding the edge of pain as electric zips of pleasure took over my entire body.

“Monni, Monni.” I moaned his name over and over.

“Hmm?”

I felt my legs shake.

“I need to cum, baby-Master.” I corrected myself.

“You won’t. If I don’t give you permission to, you can’t cum,” he gritted out.

He sat up, I whimpered, disappointed that he withdrew away from me. Monni got to the side of me and managed to squeeze my breasts together. He leaned in and sucked on them, then flickered his tongue over both of them. I tried to focus but everything became a blur for me. Between him nibbling and sucking on my breasts and what I now knew was anal beads stuffed far up my ass, I was desperate for a release.

“Look at me, Tavi.” I can hear and feel his breathing on my sensitive buds.

His hand roamed down my flat stomach and smoothly, he slid his fingers into my sopping wet tunnel. Monni plunged his fingers in and out of me. He pounded at my g-spot over and over, then pushed his hand down hard on my lower belly.

“I need to?—”

“Nut all over my hands, but if you do it now… you’ll do it all night as a punishment,” he stated in a low dangerous voice.

I teared up and tried my best to hold back, it felt like I couldn’t breathe. He moved over me, kissing all over my chest, he licked up my neck then slid all the way inside of me just as an earth-shattering orgasm took over me. I reached up to pull him to me, he resisted me. I saw the restraint in his eyes as his Adams apple bobbed. He dropped his head in defeat and shook his head no from side to side.

“This pussy…” He growled.

He pulled back and it still felt like he was so far deep inside of me. How big is it? I asked myself as my body continued to shake. He trapped my wrists above my head and locked them there. Monni pushed back inside of me full force and rooted himself inside of me.

“You think that you are going to fuck with my head, Natavi?” He asked angrily.

“No, Master.” I simpered as my chest heaved then grew tight.

“Good because as good as this pussy is to me…it’s the closest thing of what I imagined heaven to feel like. I won’t let you break me.” He grunted.

He surprised me as he lowered his face until his nose touched mine. He shut his dark penetrating eyes and claimed my mouth with a hard kiss as he moved in and out of me recklessly. I felt every rigid inch of him raw, down to the thick veins that traveled up and down his long shaft. He sucked my bottom lip then pulled away from me. His tongue ran along my bottom lip to the corner of my mouth. He made it back to the center of my pouty bottom lip then bit down on it.

His eyes flickered open and I could’ve sworn they misted over just before he dropped his head. I felt so many emotions from him that clashed into mine. Something passed over his face, he drew back out of reach from me. He grabbed my hips and held them up to match each powerful stroke. My pussy, mind, and body submitted to Monni. My back arched as he dug even deeper, warmth coiled throughout my body as his hands left my hips and gripped the sides of my stomach.

His grip was so tight, I felt his fingernails. Monni fucked me so hard his balls slapped against my ass cheeks.

“Nut all over my dick,” he demanded.

My body trembled from his words. I shut my eyes and basked in all of the sensations that he brought forward inside of me.

“Keep your eyes opened,” he said.

Monni stared into my eyes like he knew all of my fears. I shook with the force of another orgasm that ripped through me painfully. My stomach cramped up as I struggled to breathe and see through tear-filled eyes. My pussy choked up around his dick, it refused to let him go. He froze inside of me then tilted his head back to look up at the ceiling. He groaned and growled. I was scared, and not because of the monstrous sounds that he was making. I was simply scared of the way that I felt so connected and tied to his temporary dark soul.

New feelings sprouted up inside of me, he broke me out of my thoughts. Monni flipped me over like a rag doll, my back arched with my ass high up in the air. He slid his slick dick back inside of me, then slid out teasingly as my body still trembled. He took his dick and slapped it up against my clit, then slid it between my ass cheeks which caused me to tense up.

“I don’t think… that I can take it in my ass.” I panicked.

I fisted the sheets and glanced back at him as he stared down between my ass cheeks. He watched his dick slide up and down between my cheeks effortlessly. He reached down between my wet thighs and spread my lips with his index finger and thumb. He pinched my clit then tapped on it with his three fingers before sliding deep inside of me from the back.

He lifted one foot on to the bed and held my hips tightly. A hoarse moan escaped my lips and I realized that I agreed to more than I could bargain for. My face was flushed as my hair stuck to my sweaty forehead. The pleasure intensified as he drilled in and out of me. I found my voice and screamed at the top of my lungs, probably sounding like a wounded cat. I wanted him to release deep inside of me and face whatever consequences later on.

I tried my hardest to meet his hard thrusts, but he dominated me. It was too hard to even catch the rhythm and skill of how he penetrated me. He pinned me down by pressing hard into my lower back. My back felt strained and stretched out as relief and the same euphoric feeling took over us as I came again, all over his dick.

Monni put me in every single position that I never imagined being in. Each time that I felt like I was going to pass out, he breathed life back into me. Finally, from what felt like hours later, he had me on top of him doing the splits with his hands locked around my hips. He demanded for me to cum again, and this time it felt different. It felt like he was staring into my soul as I shook and became undone on top of him. His dick twitched inside of me as a look of uncertainty passed over his chocolate face.

He was about to release and didn’t know if he trusted me enough to empty out all of his sperm inside of me. He pinched my clit, then made an animalistic sound, next he came deep inside of me. He held me still as we both rode a powerful wave as I lost control over my very being. When he was done, he pulled me down on top of his chest. His hand ran down my slick back as he cupped one of my ass cheeks. I listened to his wild steady heartbeat as crazy thoughts crossed my mind. How could I walk away after a couple of weeks of experiencing this? I offered to be his friend when I wanted him to be my man after fucking me for hours straight and dominating my body like he owned it! I hope that he would take the hint and not make me act crazy over him because I will!