Audios || KNJ 🔞

Chapter 21: Anniversary

She sat on the cold floor with her knees bent and her palms on her lap, bare of anything, with her hair fixed in a neat french braid. Her head is low, and she looks so vulnerable yet obedient before him.

He bit his bottom lip, surprised with the woman in this form that he wasn't expecting to be awaiting him in such a manner. He froze in his spot yet ironically feeling the blazing heat of lust burn him slowly. His body felt energized; The exhaustion from the long day of his debut vanished in a snap with the sight of her.

His hand slowly pushed the door behind him shut, keeping his hungry eyes locked on her form. She had not spoken anything since he came nor had he neither, yet an unspoken desire clouded their atmosphere.

He didn't do anything with her yet and instead, he placed his things down on the chair for his desk. He removed his top, ridding himself a layer of clothing to slightly drop the temperature of his body that her welcome-surprise had caused.

She remained sat still, not even giving him a glance, keeping her character wholeheartedly despite the impatience from receiving his touch. He decided to tease her more, knowing for a fact that she's impatiently waiting for him to touch her ㅡ which he isn't wrong about at all.

He entered the bathroom and cleaned himself and his penis of any dirt. He's completely off of any garments and clothes, and his length is half-hard from the view that welcomed him and while he thought of how he's going to ravish her tonight. A smirk of evil lust sheltered the corner of his lips and he dried himself completely then went out, no longer bothering to put on any clothes.

She's still sitting in the corner, in front of the door. She hasn't moved a single muscle and a huge part of him wants to reward her for that even if he gave no commands at all. He wasn't expecting to see her like that in the room at all to begin with.

They didn't talk about having this ever, but her creative mind didn't shut up and gave her this idea when she was waiting for him to come home.

He passed by her and went to his closet to get the handcuffs and vibrator on a locked drawer and then a smooth and silky black tie in a separate drawer, then he placed the objects on the corner of his bed.

As he went in front of her, he noticed the time. He smirked, pleased to get his gift the first thing of the day once the clock strikes 12 in the morning.

"Stand up," he commanded in a deep and stern voice. With her head still hanging low, she obeyed.

"Look at me," he commanded again and she immediately followed. He smiled darkly, already very satisfied with her submission.

She's burning with lust and anticipation, and she's slowly falling in love with this commanding and dominant side of him. Her eyes glistened with desire, excitement, and lust in his dim-lit room as he met his powerful orbs.

"Now look at the digital clock." She looked to her side where the bedside table is, which is where the clock is propped. She looked back at him and softly smiled.

He took a step closer to her and pinched her chin to pull her face closer to his. He reached his head down and planted a kiss on her sinful lips, igniting a strong heat of desire to burn them.

"Happy anniversary, baby," he greeted her when he pulled away. He stared deeply into her eyes, hoping that it shows enough passion and intimacy.

She smiled. "Happy anniversary, daddy."

He shook his head then caressed her bottom lip with his thumb. "I want a change of name tonight. It's going to be 'Sir' for you. Understood?"

"Yes... Sir." Her voice sounded so soft yet sultry, and a new wave of desire travelled her body as her sinful mouth elicited the new nickname. Somehow, it pleased her more than to call him 'daddy.'