Sire

Disclaimer



I don’t know if. I like BDSM or if I was just wired to be the submissive. I don’t know if I liked it and jut felt confused about it or if it was all apart of the s and m. This story is about a man that I met and he brought me into this world. It changed me it frighten me yet excited me at the same time . It also made me feel shame . Yet it made me feel wild free sensational desirable , wanted , needed, (SPECIAL) the situation I landed myself in took me for the ride of my life and by the grace of the Devine powers that be I’m here to tell my own tale of how curiosity almost got me killed and in a toxic entanglement with a mysterious man I Knick named Sire and so here I will begin my story



















Sire


It’s been three years now, since the last time I had any contact with Sire. Deep down, I miss him like crazy! I miss his smell, I miss his embrace, miss his big sleepy eyes. I miss the way he doted on me and the way he licked his lips and grabbed at himself ready to devour me. I miss his strong buff and beefy arms . I miss his broad shoulders, I miss his chocolate skin and fuzzy beard . I miss the way he’d vape and blow artificial smoke in the air.

Mmm ... I miss how he’d touch on me getting me all hot and bothered . I miss his hands between my thighs and how he sucked my juices off his fingers. I miss how excited he’d get when I played hard to get . I made him hard the moment he’d set his sights on me .

Sire and I, the chemistry was like Lava . Like nothin I’ve ever had. I wanted more and more of him . Wether I wanted it or fought him off , he always knew how to make me cum.

He was so domineering, he was dangerous for me and I liked it . Sometimes I didn’t. he knew that yet it didn’t seem to mind him the least bit . He was good at being toxic for me . He knew it. Used it to his advantage. He made my heart beat fast whenever I was around him . This was familiar, Down to all the science to be exact. Whenever I was with Sire. It was whenever the need to be punished would arise in me . Sire was a void filler, to a very deep.. Gaping.. Space in my heart something like a black hole .I’m a shitty person” or because all things were going wrong Or when I couldn’t find reasoning for my bad luck . I needed this thing with Sire. It was my way to get back to some sort of normalcy in my life. to regulate ... for control .

What I gave to him was release .... I’d be his “good girl.” He could do As he will , within reason . Sire almost always found a way to push the envelope and take it a couple steps past too far! Where he absolutely for an extended length of time took me against my will. I’d tell him all the time when he comes back to being his normal self . that he didn’t have to hurt me the way he sometimes did physically. He’d tell me sorry and that he sometimes couldn’t help it. That it arouses him to see how genuinely afraid he made me when he went too hard. He says I look sexy when I’m scared or it turns him on when I made a face from the pain and discomfort of his penis in my vagina .



I’d forgive him by the end of our time together. I’d rationalize and reason with myself that it wasn’t all bad and that he doesn’t hurt me all the time we have sex. sometimes he just loses control. He didn’t really mean to hurt me ..

My therapist seems to think other wise .but she doesn’t know him like I do, she will never get it . In those times that’s what he needed from me for that’s why those times happened . He couldn’t do that to Shorty she was a “good girl.” she wouldn’t have been able to handle it like I can . He needed me to release that pinned up energy so that he can go back to being the family man I knew deep down that he was and wanted to be.


I rocked his world , and he made my body feel like firework; coming alive from inside of me. It felt like the dropping of your stomach when you get to the peek of the roller coaster ride . Sire literally brought tears to eyes, because it felt that good! he left me shaking and exhausted, with me he’d go all night. He couldn’t get enough of me, whenever we were together. What I gave him he needed so bad that He’d even wake me up in the middle of the night just to fuck me. he didn’t care if I was sleeping; he’d just mount me push my panties aside and fuck me til he was tired again . The humane side of me felt that is was wrong and degrading in every way and i knew that it went against my morals and still i allowed this torture : i told myself that i wanted it i thought somehow if i showed him time and again that I can submit to to his demands that he’d want to be with me more he would see that i can be bad and good to him just like he wanted me to be . Still it wasn’t enough it didn’t mean shit he didn’t want to spend more time with me and he’d already had the lady In his life he truly wanted to be with he just needed me to to release that sexual aggression pent up inside of him .

It took him a whole night sometimes to get it out of his system those nights I’d admit I hated him and I never wanted to see him again . I felt like just a hole to him sometimes cause he’d be so cold to me but wanted me to open my legs to him whenever he was In the mood . I didn’t think that was fair . And sometimes that made him mad at me .







I met Sire in 2016 . Through my best friend Milly.she had met him on an online dating site . We had absolutely nothing to do on the weekends . We were new to the neighborhood and didn’t really no much about our area . we had just moved in together because we couldn’t stand being far apart from each other . We wanted to spend everyday together and my moving in with Milly would help her out tremendously. Our apartment was located in the middle of the hood in Waterbury Ct . The only people we knew were the little wannabe gangsta teenagers from around the way . We had just moved in at the beginning of spring . Well Milly moved in first I was still living in new haven. I had been renting a room for a few months when Milly had asked me to come live with her. Milly needed help with paying rent and other household bills. since her baby’s father went back to jail. so I actually moved into the apartment at the beginning of the summer 2016 being that we didn’t know anyone else around our age in the area we had endured many countless boring ass days and nights . Which ultimately caused us to become ill with the cabin fever. Shit was like the plague . Plus Milly had gone manic over night . She didn’t sleep , so I didn’t sleep to keep her company. she was also on the rebound with her baby father for the umpteenth time that was really weighing in heavy on her . I myself wasn’t in a very healthy mental space . I had my own psychological turmoil I was treading through , I most certainly couldn’t hack it alone being lost in my own shit . I needed the company of someone else . moving in together was exciting. we intended to have loads of fun . I was just going with the flow and feeding off of Milly’s manic energy. when Milly became manic life was very interesting and never dull. Not to mention we had the baby , Milly’s baby Aaliyah . All we ever did was sit in the house basically staring at each other and the walls of a very empty apartment . we didn’t possess much furniture , just your basic dining room table and chairs. we had beds and curtains in our rooms. Milly had gotten from her mother. The most excitement we got in an entire week was rewatching our favorite DVD’s and reciting the lines in the movies we had watched 1000 times . We didn’t have cable so watching up to date tv shows was out of the question. neither one of us cared too much for television anyway . Therefore it wasn’t much we could do especially when it came to the long drawn out weekends.

Everyday we said the same ole thing . “It is so boring , there is seriously nothing to do.” So one day we decided to set up accounts on an online dating site .
“Milly and Mimi looking for some fun to get into on a Saturday night .” We were two lonely bitches looking for some random penis satisfaction. We were also looking to get drunk and high out of our minds to pass every agonizing hour that crept by slowly sitting in the house all day everyday . taking care of the baby, not having much money and running from the chaos of our very own minds . Milly had a job that paid bi-weekly and I got a check from the government that didn’t get me through the entire month. So ideally the guys we were looking for were suppliers. If we selected to interact with a nigga by inviting him over he could only come through to the crib if he was coming with goodies. we weren’t down for business if we had to coming out of pocket for anything. Also what we were looking for were good looking guys . With great dick action. We were hot and on a quest for racy fun and exciting pleasure . We needed our bones jumped ,a nigga to blow a bitches back out . Leaving her satisfied for the rest of the weekend into Monday. A few weeks or so into our quest for weekend fun Milly struck gold . She connected with Sire . She had came into my room on a Friday night and told me she had met this guy and something about him being a truck driver he had just got back into town , he wanted to chill with her. He was from Waterbury as well and that he was gonna come through that weekend . Not that I was even listening to her , telling me about yet another guy from the site. I was more or less starting to get in my feelings . I was like “oh okay cool . hopefully he won’t stunt, be a dub or some catfish.”
We were running into those type of dudes a lot throughout those few weeks (mostly me). Being on the dating site had gotten boring and actually discouraging for me. Milly was pulling the entertainment from her end more than I was . every other day she had a guy over. Once in awhile I would get a bite from a guy but honestly

I felt like I had lost my mojo . Why wasn’t I bagging the right types of dudes I was looking for? I started to withdraw from our whole plan . I was over it extra salty .
Anyway Sire came over the house that Saturday morning. Before he even arrived She had came to my room to tell me he was on his way . I hadn’t been fully awake. Because we shared an apartment together We usually told each other when one of us was having company so that we could have a heads up before hand . So that we didn’t end up walking into some awkward freak type shit because we used to got it “poppin” In that House .Milly had told me the dude she was telling me about last night was on his way to smoke and drink with her . She came up with the idea to ask him if he’d mind Me joining the two of them . “ don’t worry you gonna have fun too . I’m gonna ask him if you can smoke with us .” She said this with pride because I knew deep down that she was proud of herself for bagging a nigga and I was like 1 in 4 . that was only just because I had gotten lucky . She had the advantage on me only because most of the niggas she was pulling were literally a take one for the team . she wasn’t really worried about the looks of these guy like I had gotten so wrapped up in .Milly’s standards weren’t set very high .I guess that can happen when you’re manic . You end up not giving a flying fuck who ended up in your bed . it was only for a few hours and Our main goal was to get lit . . After all we were two broke bitches with a new born baby . Nothing to do and once more Milly was on the rebound and in her feelings . Her and her baby daddy had broken up at the beginning of the year because he couldn’t get his shit together and he was going back to jail for a violation of parole . Milly had sworn that she was done with him and not going back to him because she refused to deal with a grown ass man child . Her attitude had become “fuck niggas get money, Get weed, dick and dranks from these niggas .” I on the other hand was single ass a dollar bill. nothing tying me down .i was for sure not trying to be in nobodies drama filled relationship .
I had witness first hand from my best friends relationships both with her ex husband Nathan and now her ain’t shit ass baby father Mario the fucking struggle . So my attitude was literally I think the fuck not when it came to commitment ! I wanted relations with these niggas not relationship. so of course I’m like why the fuck not let’s have some fun. I’m lonely and horny as shit ! “Fuck niggas, get money and all that other shit.”
Saturday morning , Sire had came through . I stayed in bed to give Milly her space . first of all I didn’t want to be nobody’s cock block . And I damn sure didn’t want to be no third wheel ,Cinderella can’t get no dick , drag along. I was in my pajamas and I certainly did not feel like changing out of them. after all . This nigga ain’t here for me .
Who am I trynna impress? I heard him enter the house and I can hear her talking to him . I laid still , with my eyes closed. Listening the best I could of their conversation through the walls . I Couldn’t really hear much . I could however; hear the base of his voice. it was so deep it vibrated through the thinness of the walls and vibrated through my ears down to the heals of my feet . He sounded . Attractive. Or maybe I was just ... anyway , I listen for more dialogue From the two of them . She says a few things to him and her voice starts to become a little louder as she made her way to my bed room door . my heart started racing I really didn’t feel like being social Milly can have her fun without me. She opens the door as she’s talking over her shoulder to this mysterious man in our living room. “ I’ll be right back, I’m going to go get my sister .” She opens the door. “hey , you up Sire is here . He brought some Dro and liquor .” I just laid quiet for a minute . weighing the decision to join the fun and to feed my curiosities of who this mysterious man was my best friend had manage to snag for herself .?
He sound like he was way out of her league . What’s he doing here with her ? I just laid there and didn’t utter a word . I shifted my body so that I can see her standing in the threshold of the door . “ yeah I’m up , No you go have fun, that’s your company Milly. I don’t want to be nobodies third wheel.” She comes into my room completely and closes the door behind her she walks over to the bed . I looked up at her but I don’t talk . I rather her offer a couple times then to just hop out of bed to join in with the two of them . I didn’t want to seem too desperate . If I were to seen too desperate Milly would surly pick up on that which then that’ll make me look just plain ole sad .
Damn where had my life just upped and vanish to?

She looked down on me and said. “ Bitch, get your ass out this bed . It’s cool I told you i got you .” You can smoke and turn up with us too . “ Damn Mi i know I can be a bitch sometimes but I’m not gonna just leave you for dead you know I gotchu boo boo.”
I half smiled at her she was really putting in forth the effort to not rub her sweet victory in my face .
“Ugh Milly you’re a bitch all the time , but no really Mila I’m not even dressed.”
She looked at me scuffed as she rolled her eyes pulling back my comforter. “Girl, so we not going no where . throw on a bra and a hoodie and bring your ass out back when you’re done. I swear you’re so extra . “ she walked out the door and closed it behind her. before I could even protest again , Ending our conversation . I swear she gets on my nerves nearly all the time but I love her that’s my chick . So I slowly peel myself out of bed I throw on a few things before I go check out my besties company . A scarf my bra and favorite hoodie that says “Bermuda” on the front of it . Socks and some busted ass flip flops . I walk out of the room past the back door into the bathroom to wash my face and brush my teeth . I Look myself over in the mirror . then head for the back porch but I double back through the living room to Milly’s room . I go in and check on the baby . She’s fast asleep . Thank God for small favors . I finally make my way to the back door again and then outside where my best friend Milly and this tall husky built, dark chocolate man stood in front of me . he had such a baby face but it was effectively attractive on him . His muscles were beefy . And he had a nice smile with these eyes a little wide with a tiny slant but the best part was that they were round like an owls eyes a deep chocolate brown . It almost made him look sleepy . He was a highly attractive dark skinned man . My mouth dropped a little when I first laid eyes on him . before anyone could notice I snapped back to planet earth as Milly made the introductions. “Sire this is my sister Mimi , Mimi this is Sire. “ in a calm mellow low tone he look directly into my eyes with a sly little smile and said. “Nice to meet you Mimi.” I gave him a little arch of my eyebrow and return the flirtatious smile mixed in with a lot of salt and attitude .”Likewise Sire. My sister here sure knows how to pick em.” we all shared in on the laugh at my pun . Damn this nigga was sexy as fuck why the fuck was he here with Milly? Why hadn’t he found me first on that silly little site ? I’m not gonna lie I was hella jealous that my best friend Milly could bag this nigga and that I did not . Not saying that she’s ugly but my track record has proven that I have way much more beauty than Milly .
Milly however makes up for what she lacks in looks in the sack. she’s definitely a freak and guys are turned on by the willingness of a woman who would pretty much say yes to anything you would want to try out with her . Milly had no boundaries she laid it all out there . Honestly I can say I did learn a lot from Milly but our styles are a lot different . I couldn’t help thinking damn I really wanted this man . I wonder if he wants me too ? My best friend was beaming, she knew she had hit the mother load with this guy. You could practically see her pussy pulsating through her pajama pants . She was gonna get lucky with this guy and was all so sure that she’d remember every detail of her time with this man in between her sheets so that she could tell me all about it later .
We held nothing back from each other in our friendship we told each other literally everything . She told me about the size of his dick how it wasn’t long but it was big and fat real thick How it fit just right inside of her . How he was so dominant and how hard he stroked her . She described how he had left her pussy sore and throbbing making her crave more of him hours after he was way gone . Damn you lucky bitch was all I can think as she described her time with Sire . I wanted nothing more than to experience the Ecstasy, the Euphoria the Ultimate pleasure and passion Milly was spilling to me about this mysterious man that graced us with his presence that Saturday morning .


. It had been a full month that Milly has been seeing Sire so far since that Saturday they have seen each other about four times in a row . She even sorta slowed down on the activity’s she was having in between the times she wasn’t with him . She was already hooked early into the game. it’s only been a month and all she talked about was the time the spent in bed together . Milly spent a total of four weeks with this guy and already she was hooked . more often than not Milly started to have nightly Rendezvous’s with Sire half the time in the middle of the night . Or at odd hours of the day mostly when I would be asleep. She couldn’t get enough of him and the way she spoke about him it was as if she was starting to make plans on forming a relationship with Sire . Milly was a type of female that thrived off of the attention she got from a man . she rushed into relationships with them not knowing much about them . If he told her he wanted to be with her or that he loves her that was all she wrote. Milly had became head over hills for that man . Or of course if he had really good dick I might add . I mean ..... I won’t put all my best friends business out there . From her few encounters with Sire so far she expressed that she had caught feelings for this guy . He was always around. It at one point annoyed me that he was always at our house .

Sure it was nice to kick it with them when we were getting turnt but then they would go in the room and I’d hear Milly come alive within the matter of minutes . Hell I think our whole three family house heard how Sire made milly squill. the sounds coming from that room sound straight from a porno. Hard core . You can hear him slamming into her she would scream out but like it felt better than anything Milly ever could want in her entire life . sometimes I’d close my eyes and I rubbed my clit and imagined it was me that that chocolate man was in here drilling. I pictured Me taking him all inside of me I rubbed and rubbed my clit and the images filled my head. I felt sparks come alive inside of my body it felt like a jolt of electricity coursing through my body the more I imagine him moving inside of me I got wetter my body started to jerk I grabbed my sheet and bit down hard my body felt like it was about to erupt . I squeezed my eyes tighter I held breath and then I made my self squirt. It took everything in me to not say that mans name out loud . Ugh If only Sire I said to myself you could never not get enough of me. I pictured him having his way with me it made me cum so hard. Just the thought of that alone . Man I wanted him to myself how is he not attracted to me ? I feel like a bad friend for thinking these things . Usually The men Milly got involved with had an eye for me it’s just what it was they saw me and they’d instantly ask for a three sum with the sister aka me or they’d flirt with me on the low . This wasn’t at all the case with Sire and it kind of pissed me off . I mean I think I’ve seen him looking at me here and there and I’d always give him an attitude I never took it as any indication of him feeling me . I bet that he thought I was just a mean lonely bitch that ain’t being fucked properly. Or that I was jealous of my best friend cause he wanted to fuck her and not me . I think maybe I should ask Milly for some pointers to draw more attention to my self so I can find me a Sire of my own . So I can get the Real Sire out of my head . The fact that he was forbidden territory made me want him even more only because I was so curious. It was Mila’s own fault all she did was talk about Sire .