




Chapter 5: I Love Totally Control
Chapter 5: I Love Totally Control
Lucious
Faya, my driver, has been so helpful ever since he started working with me. His particular skills have been useful to find out when something fishy was going on in one farm company or another, so we could quickly sever all ties with them before the company's image got ruined.
The drive back home was pretty silent since Faya is more of a quiet person. I just finished replying to a few emails on my phone and it is pretty quick since my office is in the main company building. It is located in one of those fancy buildings with a doorman, a gym, a swimming pool and of course, it has a breathtaking view of the central park. I quickly changed my clothes before heading to the gym and worked out for almost an hour. It is a great way to relax after my stressful days, and then I have to look my best if I want to subdue a submissive for a long term relationship. They usually fantasize about a gorgeous male with all the muscle in the right place. So I had better look good if I don't want another dominant stealing me the cutest guys. That rarely happens though.
After a long shower, I headed towards the living room. When I passed the corridor on my right, a small feeling of nostalgia began to creep into my mind. I haven't used this playroom here in the last three months, although I have had plenty of sex but only with submissives that wanted to enjoy a wild night, nothing more. I missed having someone to care for full time, I have never been in this lifestyle to just fuck different guys every night. I know this is what my friends enjoy, although Gideon has settled down. Even before Aaron, I had several long term relationships. I wonder if he would consider signing a new contract if I agreed to loosen a bit of the control degree I usually required.
Thinking of him only makes the melancholia worse. I remember how he would have been waiting for me in the center of the living room in just his underwear because he knew how much I loved it. The evening would have started with a nice blowjob, then I would have teased him a lot before letting him reach his climax with a powerful orgasm. I hated myself for going down memory lane like this, I am pretty sure I got over him. It is just the fact of being submissive at my place that I miss. This night is pretty much ruined now. If I turned on the television, I would just think about how he would have been kneeling between my thighs until I put him on my lap. Every place in the house reminds me of a time we had sex, because it kind of happened everywhere.
I just fixed myself a quick dinner while focusing on Aaron's imperfections before going to bed early. I am a dominant, I love to have total control over my partners, giving commands that they obey. I guess this is my way of coping with the childhood I endured around my controlling and abusive father. I thought I had found the perfect submissive but he left me, feeling too oppressed under my dominance. I admit, I am excessively strict, so I am still searching for this special someone. I just wish he would appear in my life very soon.
Nelson pov.
Today is one of those long days. I didn't have nightmares or wet dreams last night and managed to score five hours of sleep. But this doesn't make up for all the exhaustion I have accumulated. My brain is more sluggish than ever, which is fine when you have to teach basic facts about vectors to tenth grades, less fine when you try to move forward in your research. I have been stuck in the same place for the last month, it is very frustrating. The ideas I tested yesterday prove to be complete crap once again. But sadly, I woke up at three in the morning and as usual, didn't manage to fall back asleep.
My day at high school went without incident. Jason Moreli sent me a note, telling me his brother would meet me tomorrow. I hope I managed to catch some sleep tonight to be in better shape than today for this, but I have learnt not to get my hopes up. I should be able to handle a meeting like this even if I am tired. Tonight should be fun since the guys want to grab some drinks. Liam and his boyfriend, Eric will be there as well. They met six months ago at their workplace and from what I understood, Eric is some kind of programmer. He is such a cutie with his baby face, his curly hair and his hazel eyes. He is a bit shorter than me by a few inches and he is so shy. He always blushes every time I see him.
That is such a contrast to Liam. He has a broad and muscular chest, his brown hair and blue eyes. It is not that I am drooling, because nothing ever happened between me and him. It would almost be incestuous, besides he is way too bulky for my liking. Don't get me wrong, I love brawny men with all the muscle in the right place, but Liam has perhaps just a bit too much for my taste. Like I said before, we met in the university, our rooms were next to each other with a very thin wall. So, the first time we came face to face was when I kindly asked him to keep the volume down after a night he spent having wild sex with some random guy. Between the sound of the bed pounding against the wall and the high-pitched moans of his one-night stand. I didn't sleep until they were finished, which was a bit late that night.
So, I made a point of knocking at his door at six in the morning, so we could talk about it. Revenge is a dish better served very early in the morning, oddly enough though, he brought me lunch later that day and we became great friends. And he tried to go to his conquests' place as much as possible after this incident. I am still surprised about their couple, from what Liam always told me and he is the kind of friend who tells a lot about his sex life. He likes it rough as far as sex is concerned and I can't imagine a cutie pie like Eric enjoying that. But, I guess you shouldn't judge a book by its cover. Then, Liam was the kind of guy who does settle down, having a different partner each night. So it is weird to see him in a steady relationship.
So, it is going to be Liam, Eric and myself and Eddy, another friend we have in common with Liam back from university. He wasn't from this state but went to our school as an exchange student. This one also sold his soul to the devil for money and he is now working as an analyst for a trust fund. I am surprised he managed to be able to go out tonight since he usually works crazy hours.
I put on a pair of jeans I bought a few weeks ago. The shirt I was wearing today with a nice cardigan was the gift I got from my parents on my birthday. It was freezing cold outside, so I had to put on my big winter coat and my gloves. My headphones will suffice to protect my ears since I hate messing with my hair by putting a hat on. I made my way to the subway since they decided to choose a place a bit more south of….
Forty minutes later, I was in front of the bar they chose. As I got inside, it was pretty obvious that Liam wasn't the one who chose tonight's venue. The music is extremely loud and he knows that a big trigger for me since he is a bit overprotective. I am surprised he didn't relocate the evening to a quieter place. I took one step in and almost went back outside as I already feel the world closing on me and my breath shortens.
'Come on, you can do this. It is just a stupid bar.’ I said to myself.
As I tried to take another step inside, I saw Liam making his way towards me. He quickly realizes how uncomfortable I am and pulls me into a tight hug.
“Sorry, buddy.” He said.
“I didn't know it would be that noisy, do you want to go somewhere else?”
“No, no, I am going to be fine.” I replied as much as I would like to say yes.
I am not fine, but I am just pathetic enough and I don't want my best friend to know that.