Losing control

Limits

Demi POV :

I felt I was losing my power more and more every day. I was so in love that I was forcing myself to do things that didn't really appeal to me, like playing with knives. The other night I accidentally cut Selena on her thigh. I wanted to stop but she begged me to do it again. I like inflicting pain on her but not to the point of endangering her life. And I have the impression that's what she's looking for. Maybe that was my signal to take a little break from our BDSM practices... ?

I never thought I'd say this, but sometimes I get tired of having so much « control » over Selena. I mean, I love our role-play and treating her like my slave but she's also my girlfriend and I love her, I want to share more equal moments with her.

I arrived at the office very early this morning because I needed to prepare for a meeting with some important investors.

I was just finishing rereading my brief when the first client arrived. Leila, a beautiful redhead in her forties, quite tall and shapely.

"Hello", I said, rising from my desk to greet her.

"I can't wait to hear about your project," she said, shaking my hand. I was a little intimidated. Which I wasn't used to. This project was essential for our company and everything rested on my shoulders. My team didn't have the level to pitch in front of our investors.

The rest of the investors arrived shortly afterwards and very quickly I started the pitch.

"To carry out this project we'll need 150,000 dollars{....} don't hesitate to let me know if you have any other questions about the project and the methods we're going to use" I say to finish my presentation.

I give them my best smile and hope they enjoyed my presentation.

"I don't know about you but I think it was pretty clear. I really want to help you" says Leila followed by the other two men present who nod in agreement.

"Yes, it was really well detailed. For me it's a big yes. We'll still need to talk to your accountant to see what timescale would be best for you," adds one.

"I'm glad you're interested in the project and want to invest. You won't be disappointed.

"How about celebrating with a drink? "Leïla suggested.

"I'm sorry, I can't" "I've got to pick my children up from school" said the two men.

"Well... it's just the two of us then. Unless you've got plans too?"

I wanted to go home but they'd just given me 150,000 dollars to launch my project so I couldn't see myself refusing her invitation.

"It's a great pleasure to celebrate our new collaboration... I just have to get my things first".

"Don't worry, take your time. I'll be waiting for you in the waiting room" says Leila with a smile.

To Selena:

Don't wait for me, I'll be home a bit later tonight, I'm stuck at work. Kisses 💋

Sent.

-----

We went to a terrace not far from where I work. I know the bar owners well, and the atmosphere is always really nice. It was a bit strange to find myself face-to-face with this investor, but I soon got the hang of it.

"If I have one piece of advice to give you, it's to never get married. Men are out to steal your youth, your beauty and your freedom", she said, sipping her martini. Ouch, I didn't think we'd end up talking about our private lives. She was on the verge of divorce and still hadn't told her children. She needed an ear to listen to.

"I wouldn't have that problem as I'm not interested in men," I said proudly.

"Oh believe me, it's all the partners that poison your life. I think being single is the best thing you can do.

Apart from her little moments of depression, I had a great time and discovered more about her work, just like she did. I love learning and passing on my knowledge.

"Thank you again for supporting my offer," I said before saying goodbye.

"Are you kidding? Your idea is incredible and you seem to have a lot of ambition. The world needs more people like you.

With that, I took out my car keys and left.

"See you soon" she said before turning around.

9.30pm, it's not too late. Can't wait to get home and tell Selena all about my day.

Selena POV:

She lied to me, she said she was at work, but I knew it wasn't true. I'd put a tracker on her phone a few weeks ago and was checking all her comings and goings. What could I do? Go there? No, it was too risky, if she saw me she'd soon realise I was spying on her.

I decided to keep calm and stay at home. The minutes passed very slowly and with every gust of wind, I had the impression that it was Demi who was coming in.

I end up sitting on the sofa with Batman and cuddling him.

"You've seen how mean our mistress is, she abandons us and lies to us".

A few minutes later the door opens.

"Hey sweetheart, sorry I rushed out" said Demi as she stepped through the door.

I was more than a little annoyed with her but I couldn't show it to her. I still needed her. She's my oxygen.

"Hey," I said, standing up and kissing her.

She heated up the rest of the meal I'd made and sat down on the sofa before turning on the TV.

I watched her savour the meal I'd lovingly prepared for her for a moment before bowing at her feet.

"What are you doing?" she says confused.

"I thought you were going to need a footrest," I said, bowing my head.

"Baby, tonight I just want to rest, talk about my day and cuddle with my girlfriend.Something normal," she added.

What did that mean? That our relationship wasn't normal. Did she think I was weird? I knew this would happen eventually.

I got up to sit next to her and even though I was trying to hide my sadness, I couldn't.

"Don't take it the wrong way Selena, it's just that... I don't want our whole relationship to come down to your submission. I love you and sometimes I just want to talk to you about trivial stuff or really important stuff or just look at you.Don't you like that, doing trivial things from time to time?" She had her hand on my cheek and was looking at me with doe eyes.

Of course I did, every moment spent in her presence was a privilege for me.

"Do you think I'm not normal then?" I said vexed.

"What? Of course not. Of course not, and what does normal even mean? I'm pretty sure that most people don't think I'm normal.Sweetheart, it's not that deep. I love you. It doesn't matter how you are. I just think we should limit the sessions a bit... at least for a while."

What was she talking about? Did she want to end our sessions? She couldn't just decide that overnight. I needed it. It was essential if I was going to survive.

I didn't want to upset her any more than that tonight... it might make things worse. I was getting angrier and angrier. She'd lied to me about where she was tonight and now she wanted to stop our sessions? I clenched my fists until my fingernails were digging into my flesh...

a little release and a few seconds of pleasure.