The day I lost my freedom

Question

"Kuro... You are really good at this," I praised him. He laughed.

"I'm honored. This is the first time you praised me for something."

"You better not get used to it," I warned him happily. He smiled.

"I like when you are happy Keira," he said sweetly. I continued to enjoy his massage.

A moment of silence was interrupted by another question.

"Have you ever been in love?" Kurokami asked me.

"Yeah... with my ex boyfriend," I replied. I had no idea why he was asking me this. He growled disapprovingly.

"I think I'll kill him," he said. I was amused by his reaction.

"Suit yourself. I don't care how he ends up. At the end of our relationship he was acting like a jerk."

"In that case it's all right then," he calmed down. I found it interesting how he cared about his feelings only. The fact that my ex was a jerk was definitely not all right.

"How does it feel? To be in love?" he continued to ask questions.

"Have you never experienced being in love?" I asked him back. I thought it was strange. He had to be similar in age as me. Was it even possible to go through puberty without falling in love with anyone?

I wasn't sure If I made him mad by that question but he suddenly stopped massaging me. At that moment, nothing was happening. It felt like an eternity to me.

"Answer my question Keira," he finally stated and continued to massage me.

"Fine... Umm..." I started thinking about it and tried to remember a time long forgotten.

"When you fall in love with someone, let's say it would be a girl for example, it makes you think about that person all the time. You wonder what she is doing and how she is feeling. You want to always be with that person and you feel very comfortable around her. Also you are able to do stuff for that person which you would never do for anyone else. You want her to be happy and when you think about her or when you are with her you have that feeling in your stomach like there is a flock of butterflies. Even the touch itself is completely different, far more sensual and full of emotions," I tried to explain.

"And did you all of this experienced with your ex?" he asked.

"Well... Not all of it because we had a long distance relationship. So even though we wanted to, we couldn't be together all the time. But otherwise, yes."

"I'll kill him," he said angrily.

"Oh yes, now you remind me that also jealousy is typical for love," I added.

"What do you mean? Are you trying to say something by that?" He asked seriously.

"What? I said, it just remind me of that, nothing more," I defended myself.

"Keira... What reason do you think I have to be jealous?" he asked, stopping the massage again.

"Since you keep telling me that you own me, it's probably because of property reason. Simply you think that if you paid for me I belong to you only," I replied.

"But you really do belong to me."

"You see, we have a very different opinion about this," I told him and tried to roll on my back. He let me do so. I covered my breast with the nightdress.

"You can own my body but not my mind. It was born free and want to remain like that. It will never be totally yours," I told him vigorously.

"Challenge accepted!" He replied with confidence. I smiled.