Master BWS

Untold stories

2 am
I ways Woking up By Brad who was moving in the bed like crazy, he was making some noises which sounded like he was having a nightmare. I sat up in the bed and began shaking him hoping that he would wake up from the dream.
"Brad wake up sweetie" I whispered whilst still shaking him, he suddenly leaped up and shouted.
"Leave me alone!!!" Brad shouted, he looked over at me and buried his head in my chest.
"Shhh you were dreaming" I whispered wrapping my arms around him. I gently brushed my fingers through his hair, he calmed down soon after but I was still very concerned.
"Brad were you having a nightmare?" I asked but he didn't respond. I thought he didn't hear me so I repeated myself.
"Brad were you having" I began but he suddenly cut me off completely by giving me a nasty look and using a moody tone.
"I heard you the first time, Jesus" he said making me begin feeling angry and frustrated.
"Well if you heard me then why didn't you answer the question" I snapped back making him become more angry.
"I don't have to tell you anything" he raised his voice so I instantly back down, I was about to apologise but he had already stormed off downstairs. I quickly run after him hoping I didn't piss him off to much but to my surprise when I reached the kitchen I saw Brad at the table crying. I was so shocked to see him like that, his face was buried in his hands and he was bright red and he had a stuffy nose.
"Brad what's going on, why are you crying" I ask rubbing his back.
"I want... to tell... you but I can't" he said with difficulty.
"Brad" I said lifting his face from his hands Wiping away the tears.
"I was just having a bad dream that's all" he said with a calmer tone of voice.
"Brad you're not telling me everything" I say slowly.
"FINE, I was having a bad dream about my childhood and how my fucked up step mum would beat me and bully me to the point where I didn't want to live at home so I ran away and became a sex slave owner but even before that you know all about me being put in an asylum, and well like I said then I became a sex slave owner because then I could take my anger out on others for what she did" he said making me feel so sorry and sympathetic for him. I ran to Brad and hugged him, I felt so sorry for him.
"Brad I'm so sorry I didn't know" I said.
"It's fine she's dead now anyway so it's okay" he said with a calm voice.
"What she's dead what happened?" I ask with curiosity.
"She died of an overdose, best fucking thing ever she was a deranged woman who deserved everything that had happened to her" hw said and to be honest I agree.
"What about your real mum?" I ask.
"She had a drinking problem but soon after the bitch died my mum had stopped drinking and I got to see her so it worked out fine but I still got nightmares about the witch" he continued.
I gave him a kiss on the lips and he instantly smiled.
"So am I a sex slave to you" I say with a cheeky grin.
"No I consider you my angel and the mother to my two boys" he said with his beautiful charming smile. I kissed him and he almost instantly kissed me back.
"Would did I ever do to deserve a girl like you?" He asked.
"I don't know but the girl isn't ever going to leave your side" I whisper, I wrapped my arms around his waist and he carries me up to the bedroom and continue kissing for what felt like forever until we both end up in each other's arms.
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