One Time Isn't Enough

Chapter 5

A/N Quick note change girl to boy and you're good. Thank you and enjoy. 

Miko P.O.V. 

          Dad dropped me off at the house and went out to a late lunch with a woman he had been seeing. I walked inside locking the door behind me. I didn't need to really. We lived 45 minutes out of the city cause non-neighbours means no one to bug you. We liked it out here on our own. I mean I liked it out here. So did the Snowballs but I don't know about dad he says he loves the city. I walked inside heading straight into my room. I had about 2 hours until I had to get the Snowballs. 

       I set the box of the end of my bed throwing my jacket next to it. I took my shoes off putting them on the shoe rack as I looked outside seeing the wide open plain. Peaceful. I crawled onto my bed sitting criss-cross staring at the box for a good 10 minutes before opening it. I took the photos of me out facing them upside down on my bed. I didn't need to think about those at the moment. 

          I pulled the first item of clothing out it being a black crop top hoodie that said Baby boy in gold in old English text.  which I would actually buy if I saw it in a store. I pulled a very small tight looking pair of boxers that said "owned" on the back of them. They were light blue the writing in royal blue, I will be wearing these again cause Royal blue man. He must have a thing for showing ownership over things. I reached in pulling a pair of nice looking greyish white skinny jeans. I pulled out grey hat saying 'daddy's boy.'  I chuckled sitting it to the side. I pulled the note out hearing something metal hitting the bottom of the box. 

        I pulled the box into my lap looking into it. I reached in wrapping the necklace around my fingers bring it out of the box. it chains held together by a small lock that had a small pair of handcuffs on them. I laughed, "Kinky." I twisted the lock slowly staring at it intently. I bite my lip thinking about it before sitting it aside, looking into the box making sure there was nothing else in there. I set the empty box onto the floor grabbing the note reading it. 

            This is just a brief telling out what I want. You have to clothes and necklace I have put in the box. You can keep all but the necklace at the end if you please. I want to be called either Daddy, Master or Sir Nothing else. I have the entire morning free so we have as much time as we need. Also, make sure to tell me if something makes you uncomfortable. Use the safe word if you need to or want to. Don't force yourself to do anything you don't want to. The only way I  will call this deal finished and meet is if I finish. So keep that detail in mind. That all I have to say. 

          "Yeah that's so much detail you put in he," I said sarcastically to myself. I slowly put everything back into the box. The only left to put back where the photos of me. I picked them up flipping them over looking at them. "Why did I ever send these? I knew damn well somehow they were gonna go out." I whispered to myself as I looked at the other 4. "I will never send anything like these again. I can't have the media following my ass for 4 months again trying to ask all them damn questions." I still hate Max's guts. I will never talk to him again. 

           "That fucker." I hissed throwing the photos into the box pushing it under my bed with a little bit too much force. He just wanted to be my friend to get something to sell to the media. I told him everything I trusted him and he sold my fucking nudes to the fucking news and posted them on a bunch of porn sites. He made 6,000 off of it. I walked out of my room stomping down the stairs leading to the basement where I could work out my anger. 

          I walked over to the stereo turning it all the way up clicking playing on my work out playlist. I drug the punching bag from the corner of the room to the middle. I grabbed a chair stepping on it pulling the punching bag up and hooking it to the ceiling. I kicked the chair off to the side and starting hitting and kicking the bag with all my force.