Deeper Connections +18

🖤07: safe word🖤

He wants ME to be his submissive ayi this nigga is out of his mind. Secondly couldn't he just ask me in a nicer way not fuckin kidnap me. Not that I was going to agree or anything, but they are easier and less harsher ways to approach a situation and all he did was skip all the steps and jumped to the most violent one.

Like they are many ways he could have done it, maybe just keep on showing up to the same places I am at or like how Christian grey did it in fifty shades for fucks sake. Gosh.

I looked through the contract earlier and God damn the things that were on that piece of sheet were on another level. Some dark and fucked up shit. This nigga has some really deep fucked up fantasies. It's something I have never thought about, but I wouldn't mind giving it a try.

I sip my hot coffee as I try to shift my focus back to my work. I hug the blanket around me tighter as I feel my body shiver. The long and warm pajamas that I am wearing right now are not helping one bit. The rain outside is pouring. The cold is eating me alive right now. 

I hold on to the blanket for dear life. It seems as if His Grace had thought this whole thing through, because I have everything I need here. Clothes, my school work and my space. No one disturbed me when I was in my room.

The house is usually quite it's like they is no one in here and during the day, and His Grace is always at work. I have been here for a week and I have observed everything that happens around here and everyone.

 I know when people go to sleep and when the guards change, they shift. as much as His Graces offer sounds interesting because I am a dick hungry hoe, but not just any dick only the special kind of dick. The one that will rock your world I am not talking about a two-minute noddle kind of sex hell fucking no.

I want a nigga that's gonna fuck me until I pass out. A nigga that will have me speaking in tongues. I want mind blowing sex. That hot steamy dark sex that leaves you paralyzed for days, but I can't sacrifice my whole life just for a dick. Life doesn't work that way. 

I look at the clock and its midnight. The guards are now changing shifts and everyone else has gone to bed. I take the rope I made out of the bed sheets. I tie the one end on the leg of the desk and I push the desk against the window. I look outside and I see that all the guards are at the front gate.

Some preparing to leave and the others are still being told where they stations are for the night. I pull the rope on the desk to make sure that it is tight enough. I throw it down the window. The distance from my room to the ground is not far, but I can't jump, because I could get hurt and I would definitely alarm the bodyguards.

I stand on the window and I hold the rope for dear life as I let my whole body out of the window. Now I am hanging on the rope. I slowly slid down the rope. One thing I know is that this house is far away from the city, but I know that my plan will work perfectly fine. I took a long time planning it. I check my pocket and I take out the taser I had stolen from one the bodyguard yesterday.

 I had accidentally pumped into him and that's when I took the taser. I always saw the trick in movies and I tried it. Luckily it worked. I wait for the bodyguard that was going to be on standby this side. I wait for a minute or two before I hear his footsteps approaching.

I get ready as I stand in a dark spot. He comes and as he has just passed me I quickly taser him on his neck, and I see his body going stiff while he falls on the ground. I am scared to the fullest right now my hands are shacking and I am not thinking straight. Fuckin hell.

I undress him in recorded time and I wear his bodyguard uniform. I take his walkie talkie and I try my best to change my voice as I tell whoever is on the other end of the walkie talkie that 'Samantha' has escaped.