My Dreams Haunt me

I woke up before Sir got home this morning in preparation for our morning Gym routine. He said we would go later so I went back upstairs to sleep. He came up a little bit after me and I was out like a light.

As I drifted off to sleep I could have sworn I felt Him come and move the blankets from my waist and push His dick against me before laying all of His body weight on me. It was comforting. I was excited that He was just touching me. Feeling the weight of Him helps ease my anxiety. I could feel His breath on my neck as if He was speaking words, but I heard nothing. The next thing I know He got up and I whined missing the connection.

And before I know it Im deep into my dreams and it switched. There are two men and Me walking through a window into this giant mall that has everything you could ever imagine inside.

My Sir works there as security. This place felt familiar. I know I’ve been here in my dreams before. This time Im here on busunnes. I’m here because there is a wealthy black family and they are having the biggest dispute over who should take over for the family next as the current Boss is dying. There are the parent and grandparents and all of their kids there.

Everyone is on edge and I was hired to be the live-in girlfriend/slut for the Grandson that is meant to take over the business next. but no one wants Him to. They don’t like the way He lives His life. So I was there to spy and get all of the dirt I could on him.

I didn’t understand the life he was living until I met him. He was a fine tall, heavy-set big man, and that has always been my type. when we got to His room there was another woman there and she looked me up and down.

I didn’t let that sway me he clearly liked multiple women and I was used to that. HE quickly undressed me and moved me over to the bed. From his silence, I could tell there was something different about him from my other clients, but the air was just the same as when I was with Sir. Tense, building up to something.

Bending me over the bed I thought he was going to fuck me right then, but he waited. I could feel him standing behind me. The next thing I feel is his hand coming around my neck as he pulls me up to him.

Whispering in my ear, “Can I do with you as I please?”

I moan as His hands slightly tighten and loosen around my throat a couple of times. I learned to only speak until spoken to in these situations. I was here to serve him and that was all I cared about. Yes is the only word I can muster as my pussy clenches and gets wetter.

Sir sure did make me a whore are the thoughts that run through my head and I giggle a bit to myself. He pushed me down on the bed again before ramming his dick into me. I gasp before letting out the most primal moan I’ve ever heard myself do. Grabbing a handful of my hair he makes me look at the other woman in the room. I can see tears in her eyes. She wishes it was her being fucked by him.

He doesn’t stop even when he knows she’s bothered by it. My eyes begin to roll back as he digs deeper into my pussy. one hand around my throat and the other with a handful of my hair. I needed this! to be fucked without care. Show me no remote. fuck me like you hate me.

I know I was loud and He didn’t care. He wanted something and he was taking it. He was angry and angry fucking is always my favorite. At some point, the woman came over and was playing in my ass with a dildo and I was shaking. Why was all I could come up with in my head? I had already cum several times. Lifing one of my legs up on the bed he pushed into me more and I could hold myself up no more. Spent I collapsed on the just as he was cumming with a loud primal growl.

After he’s had his way with me I get up and go shower and she comes to the bathroom and says that I should have let her go first if I was going to tire him out so fast. I laughed and told her that her tears definitely showed just how much those words were true.

He gets up a little later and showers and leaves the room. The tension leaves the room with him. It was weird. I wondered why his family was so upset with the way he lived. He fucked rough and wild but what about that screamed not for to run a company?

The other woman that has been here with me finally relaxes and asks me who hired me? I told her it was none of her business. She asked if it was him or the family? I looked at her and then answered the family.

She said they knew about all the dirty things he liked to do to women and that was why they didn’t want him as the face of the company. She pointed out that there was a camera in the room and showed me. Moving it accidentally made it take a picture and then the small screen popped up. I was scrolling through the pictures and videos it had taken. I saw women tied up, being beaten, fucked in some of the wildest ways. women are being choked until they pass out as he fucks them. There was so much there. These were the things I did with Sir.

My first instinct was to destroy the camera. Those women and he didn’t deserve to be treated that way. none of the women in the videos or pictures were against what was happening. They all looked happy.

So when I woke up I thought it was all real! I’ve been so damn horny lately and needing my ass beat that my dreams have decided to make life even harder. Damn, I wish this was real! I wanted it to be real so bad!