The blue love story - S01 E07

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The blue love story - S01 E07

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NAUGHTY MASTER

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JAJA’s Point Of View

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I think he liked the way he eat the pork

from my hand. He had finished off the

supposed to be my meal but I didn’t

complained. In fact, I admit, I liked what

we are doing.

“It’s all gone?” he asked when he looked at

the plate.

I just nod. I’m also looking at the plate. I’m

a bit disappointed because I haven’t

enjoyed eating the pork.

“Talk to me. If I said shut up, don’t talk.”

He noticed that he’s the only one talking

here.

I stopped myself from smiling.

“What’s funny?” He furrowed his brow.

“Nothing, Master.”

“Rule number eight, do not lie to your

Master.”

“Master, can I borrow a pen?” I suddenly

asked. He was a bit confused but still

pointed the cabinet where the pen is. I

returned to my seat.

“What are you going to do with the pen?”

“Stab it to you and kill you, Master,” I said.

He looks so serious.

His one eyebrow raised up. “Before you

stab me, I’m going to stab my s---t into

you. I’m going to take to heaven first

before you kill me.” He grinned.

Wrong move, Jaja!

What a wise teaser.

My face heated and I know it is color red.

I get the paper he gave me earlier and

wrote the additional rules. He leaned

forward to look at what I am doing.

“You have a good handwriting,” he

complemented.

“Thank you, Master.” I didn’t look at him.

There’s another ring from the door’s bell.

He got up and walk towards it. After a

short moment he came back holding the

same paper bag.

“Let’s eat. Feed me again. I’m enjoying it,”

he said. He go to the kitchen and return

holding two glass full of orange juice. He

sit on the couch, beside me, this time. He

placed the juice in the table.

“Eat using your bare hands,” he command.

I dipped the fried pork on the gravy and

eat it while he’s looking at me. “Feed me

too.”

I followed him. I dipped the pork, I really

dipped it carefully to not let my fingers dip

on it too. I was about to feed him when

suddenly he grabbed my hand and put the

food into his mouth. There he is again, he

included my finger and s-----g it.

I hold my breath as I felt his skin touch

mine. My skin became sensitive that I’m

getting burn by touching him. I simply

moved away from him a little bit.

I stared at him. “Master,” I called out. I

pointed the right side of my lips, signing

that there’s a gravy on his lips.

“Remove it,” he said.

I was about to grab a tissue when he

interrupted me.

“Using your lips. Lick the gravy on my lips,”

he added. He grinned.

What a naughty Master!

I came near to him. Using my hand, I

supported my body to not fall above him.

He’s staring at me while I am coming near

to him. Only an inch is between our lips

when I stopped. I stared at him.

“Lick me,” he said in a husky voice.

I let out my tongue and licked the gravy. I

am supposed to lick it, nothing more

nothing less, but Master Benjamin grabbed

my head and kissed me, deeply.

He deepened the kiss. I felt his tongue

knocking my lips, wanting to get inside my

mouth. I don’t know what’s happening to

me, I opened my mouth and let him play

with my tongue.

I don’t know how long we’ve been kissing

when he let go my lips. I am breathing

heavily because of lacking of air to breathe.

“What do you want to watch?” he asked.

The big led television that is attached on

the wall switched on. He’s holding the

remote. He acts like there’s nothing

happened. But for me, I am flabbergasted!

I am slowly getting used to his kiss.

I didn’t answered him. I want to want love

story but he’s a man, men don’t like to

watch drama.

“I said what do you want to watch?” he

asked again. “Eat.” He noticed that I am not

eating the food.

“A-anything, Master,” I answered. I dipped

another pork and ate it. After that, I feed

him too.

He became quiet while watching. I can hear

the television, it’s action.

“You don’t like it,” he said that made me

look up. I look at him questionably.

He took a glance at me and returned to the

television. “The movie, you don’t like it.”

Just to not be rude, I watch the movie too.

But I don’t understand it. I even get dizzy

because of the camera and effects there.

The last pork I gave to him is stuck in his

lips. He signed me to eat the half of pork

while it was on his lips. This man has a lot

of things to do.

My lips touch his as I bite the pork.

Thankfully, he didn’t insisted to deepened

the kiss. The movie was finished as we

finished eating too.

“You enjoyed it?” he asked. He’s referring

to the movie.

I shook my head. “No, Master.”

“Me too. Here watch this one. Don’t ever

blink. Watch it closely,” he said.

I look at the television. There’s a baby girl

playing with her doll. She’s laughing and

talking to her doll. I watched intently as he

had said. And then shoot!

I squealed in fear when a frightening face

flashed on the television. I jumped on my

seat too and covered my eyes.

“So cute.”

I heard Master Benjamin’s chuckles. He’s

laughing at me. I wanted to cry because of

fear but I am in front of him.

He turned the television off and faced me.

“Watching television is boring. Entertain

me.”

Entertain. Him.

What kind of entertainment he likes?

Like girls in the clubs?

“It’s not the way you’re thinking,” he said

as if he had read my mind. “But if you want

to do it, much better.”

I shook my head again. I don’t know how

to entertain him.

“You can cook?” he asked.

“Yes, Master.”

“You can do dessert?”

I nod again.

“What are the dessert you can do?”

“Screwpine layer cake, cream caramel,

steamed raisin cake, trifle, daikon cake,

italian pizza snack, french crepe,” I

answered as I think of another dessert I

can do.

“I want to taste screwpine layer cake. Cook

it. What are the ingredients you need?”

I told him everything the dessert’s

ingredients. He ordered the other

ingredients through his phone. While

waiting, I decided to go to kitchen and

prepare the ingredients available.

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BENJAMIN’s Point Of View

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As Jaja go to the kitchen, I go to my room’s

balcony to breathe some fresh air. I lighted

up my cigarette and leaned on the rail.

She amazed me. I like her expression when

she screamed and covered her eyes. She

looks like a kid, easy to command and have

a funny expressions.

Just by seeing her make my blood heat up.

I really want to take her right there in the

living but she’s still in pain. I gave her time

to recover. I want her to feel the pleasure

too,

I know I’ve been brutal to her in bed but

what can I do? That’s me when making

out. I’m becoming wild and out of control.

Then add the idea that Jaja is seductively

innocent. Taking her virginity boosted up

my lust.

I took my phone when it rang. I saw

Frederick’s name on the caller ID.

“What?” I asked as I accepted the call.

“Did I interrupted your love making,

Benjamin? Is she wild? Can she handle your

aggressiveness?” his voice is full of

sarcasm.

“Why’d you call?”

“I just want to say to you that I’m taking

back my complaint. Be thankful to your

father, he asked me to do it.”

I didn’t speak, I turn off my phone instead.

That man is getting on my nerves. He acts

like a kid who wants attention. The

complaint he’s talking about is he accused

me for threatening his life. Why would I

threaten him?

“Master, the door is ringing.”

I turned back to face her. She’s wearing the

apron that she had used earlier. It gives me

another level of lust. Another fetish of

mine has been developed by an apron.

I restrained myself, forceful control.

“Get away from me if you still want to rest.

You’re seducing me.”

Her innocent look became confused. She

even looked at her body and covered it

again using her arms. She ran away from

me like a predator is chasing her.

I shook my head. Jaja have this expression,

attitude, and actions that amuses me.

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