1. Painless Love Chapter 4


    Date: 4/9/2015, Categories: Fiction, BDSM, Consensual Sex, Domination/submission, Young, Author: Liv Beornwulf, Rating: 25, Source: sexstories.com

    fun with each other. It is as simple as that.” “Okay. So what shall I do with this other guy that I told you that he happens to be so very much interested in you? He really wants to take you two out for dates and some loving, and here you are, spoiling and ruining up things and chances for the both of you.” My goodness! I just can’t believe it. She actually and truly is indeed angry and pissed off with me? Damn her for it! What is she thinking? That she is my All Girl Guide to Dating? Well, she is regrettably wrong this time around! “Perhaps tell him that I am already seeing someone else.” Who is inexistent, mind you! There is more Hollywood and celebrity following-up and receptionist work to do here. I am pretty nasty damn busy, Courtney buys into it—or she doesn’t. If she wants me to seriously and strictly get into the whole dating of hers, then she better pay my bills up and also provide everything that I need and want in this life and what’s more the one to come. That way I will only have to search up and entertain men like no other women is able and capable of doing here on Earth. Up until that happens, I am not going to be dating anyone at all. I don’t even know if I will be able to date Rhys. I am simply friends with him. Hang on there. Where did he leave his dog—Bruce? I am so worried and apprehensive for the poor thing! Oh! I now remember. He left a little young cutely him in the watch-care and safeguard of Matt. Matt who? Demure? I can’t tell………..or even correctly ...
    guess for now. It is too soon for all that, or isn’t it? “You don’t know how bad you are messing up things for yourself,” Courtney tells me with a sorry and pitying expression. Damn her! I don’t even need her pity and compassion. I can be what I want to be in life. I can be a nun or a mum, a whore or a bitch, a saint or a sorceress—just anything that I feel like wanting to be. And it will be me that would suffer for it and never her! We are at long last in her very expensive car, heading our way back to our spacious apartment. I miss home already, and work, and sleep too! I miss everything. I miss the Cape and all the good and wonderful things that come from being there. I miss Cape Town especially. And Charles? Hell way no! He has got a whole life of his, and I have got mine own running here too. I review the pictures that I have snubbed of Marie de Pierre on my very expensive camera. Priced at $7000, it is the most expensive item that I have ever bought thus far. And for work solely! If I were to get rid of it, I would sell it for around $5000. I mean it is all brand super new—just four months old—and very 100% faultless functional and likable and fashionable too. Courtney warned me to be always careful and possessive with it. Because once I lose it, the odds are high that I might lose my glamorous job too—she every day reminds me. I am wondering quietly. Should I tell her this little rumor thing? That Matt and Marie de Pierre are dating. I moreover took photos of Matt and ...
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