Chapter 10

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Michiel, Thursday, September 19th, 2024

It must be nice to own a personal cinema. Instead of the many rows of chairs in front of the big screen, I count only eight large and comfortable chairs in the dim light of a few lights on the walls. Two of them have a special shape, although I vaguely recognize them from the BDSM club as a bondage love lounge and that says enough to me. Knowing he's having sex here doesn't make me breathe easier or make my penis lose any of its stiffness.

Eden makes me lose my innocence slowly but surely, despite the fact that I tried so hard from the beginning to stay aloof from everything that happens. It makes me wonder if I'm completely normal, because who longs to be taken roughly when I remember so well how it went my first time – despite Caleb being so careful.

But I already know how bad my character is, since I jump at the chance to have sex with the Dom again. He doesn't seem like the type to brag about his conquests and that's why Maxim won't find out. I know how difficult I make it for myself with this, but I can't pass up the opportunity. I will have sex for one last time with the most handsome man I have ever met and I want to fully enjoy it.

A piece of furniture in the corner indicates that coffee and tea are available without having to take the maybe thirty steps to the main kitchen and I also see that the cupboards are filled with goodies. The fridge full of bottles emits the same dim glow that fills the room and I think the lights all go out as soon as a movie starts. It must be great to be so filthy rich that there isn't even a light switch to envelop the room in pitch darkness right now.

Apart from that, Caleb has so many big rooms in this house, that it is difficult to find a good hiding place due to the sparse furniture.

Finally, I sit in the rightmost armchair in the back row, so that I sit with my back to the door. Hopefully, I'll merge with the chair and stay hidden as a result.

The wait is the worst.

I prick up my ears in the hope of hearing where in the house he is looking for me, but the cinema seems soundproof. Is that to stifle the movie sounds, or something else?

Have a few minutes passed, half an hour or even longer? All my senses are stretched to the limit. The anticipation of what's to come makes my boner look like it's leaking and because I'm not wearing any underwear, I can feel the inside of my pants and my crotch area getting sticky wet.

A jumble of emotions startles me at the slightest sound. My breathing sounds loud and irregular.

The door is opened with a loud noice and it slams against the wall with a bang, causing my heart to race. I clasp my mouth with my hand so as not to let any sound escape, but I think the pounding of my heart and the rushing of adrenaline in my ears is just as audible to me as it is to the other. It remains dead quiet for a while, during which I don't dare to breathe or move.

Then Caleb closes the door and I hear the distinct click of a lock being turned. After that I don't hear anything anymore, so I have no idea which side of the door he is now. But I have to breathe and that's why I do it as gently as possible. However, it comes out harder than I thought, because my body was so desperate for oxygen and I close my eyes. When Caleb is here, I got caught.

But nothing happens and so I gradually relax more and more until I put both my arms back on the railings. I stare at the normal chair in front of me and then peek at the sex sofas; One is diagonally in front of me and the other right next to me. When I put my head back up against the railing, I almost have a heart attack.

On my other side is Caleb and the grin on his face says it all. I let out an embarrassing squeak and want to scramble to my feet, but I'm too deep in the thick cushions for that. Caleb lends me a hand by wrapping his left hand around my throat. With his right hand he grabs my upper arm and lifts me up. Without saying a word, he stares into my eyes, perhaps to see if I still agree with our game.

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