SUBMISSIVE SEX SLAVE

Let me go Ethan. Let’s end our relationship,” I choked out. His gaze bore into me unblinking, probably waiting for me to complete my words. “Why do you want me? Why are you so persistent in keeping me? You can have any woman you want, but why me? What's so special about me?” I pressed, watching as his eyes hardened at my words. “I don’t want it anymore, Ethan. I can’t bear to lose anything else, so just let me go and we can leave our peaceful life away from each other,” I added. “Are you even listening to me Ethan? I said– let me go. Let’s end whatever fucked up relationship or contract is between us,” I cried out. “You must be more stupid than I thought if you ever think that I am going to let you go, Leah,” he replied back. His voice sounded grave, but his eyes spoke more volumes than his words ever did. “You signed a contract with me. And until I get tired of your body, you’re stuck with me as my submissive sex slave,” he uttered darkly. “Why? Why me? Why don’t you just find another