Arranged marriage to a Jerk (Andy Biersack love story.) (On Hold editing and whatnot)
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I and Andy are fine, but i can't exactly define our fine. It is still wobbly if i say so myself. I can still feel Andy in me, i can still feel his hands on me; but it only happen when i am in my bed... scratch that. In his bed. I have been sleeping on his side, on his pillow and under his sheets. After what happen in the hotel i became more obsessed with him' and not with his personality, but only his body. Now i only wanted him for one thing. Sex.
He told me not touch myself anymore, but i could not help it. I imagine myself in the shower his finger in me pleasuring me, his mouth pressed to mine but in reality is me biting my own lip. I was obsessed, i was struck down with lightning down to the ground.
But a week has passed and only in seven days i could see Andy again. In the mean time i drowned myself in work, whiskey and the shower. "You okay?" I looked up from Andy's picture to my boss. "You look..." He drifted of and sighed. "Kristin called, she want to have lunch with you."
"Oh?" I stood up brushing my black hair behind my ear. "Should i ring her?"
He shook his head as he placed a cup full of coffee to his lips. "She is waiting for you at the lobby." Roger gave a chuckle and gripped my arm softly. "Please don't let her drink."
"I will try not to." I said unison as he removed his hand from my arm. Picking up my bag i gave a nod and walked to the cart climbing in. I don't think Kristin would obey my command. As i can tell she is her own boss.
"Darling!" Kristin grimaced as i climbed out of the elevator. She looked like a professional model, her blonde hair tugged back with head band, wearing a blue ladies suit with a tie? Must be a trend. "How have you been?"
I flushed. "i am okay, just missing my husband." I admitted softly biting the inside of my cheek.
"Oh hun," She pouted, "Lemme take your mind of it," She pulled her arm around my waist and pulled me towards the revolving door. "I know a perfect place."
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Half an hour later we came to a warehouse, or so it seems, It was quite. Kristin gave me a wink and drag me to the two huge doors. She opened one and pushed me in, my eyes searched instantly for a gateway route. The walls were painted hot pink and few paintings of young woman with straps around their necks and whips? I gulped hard as i followed her to the man sitting on a high chair, he looked up from his people magazine and grinned when he saw Kristin. "Boss lady, how are ya today?"
"I am good sugar," She said with a pout.
"Good to know boss lady," he grabbed a key and handed it to her. "Have fun," He said more to me than her. Kristin walked down yet again a long hallway. The walls vibrated with smooth sound of jazz player. She placed the key in the hole and stood back waiving me in.
I climbed the stairs till i reached a door. "Open it sugar." I nodded opening the door and what i saw blew me away, glass walls from top to bottom,. "You like?"
"What is this place?" I asked confused.
"Its mine." She giggled shutting the door. I walked to the edge of the glass wall. "Its a brothel,"
I notice woman walking like models up and down and what only covering them was a piece of black fabric around their waist. "A strip club?"
"No dear," i turned around with my brow arched. "Not a strip club, we are more professional. Business men come here, married or not enjoy a few hours with my girls, go back to the wife." She smiled turning me back around. "Brings millions in, you should imagine what famous people i caught wind off, some of your husbands band mates as well."
"How much does one girl cost?" I asked curious to know of course,
"It depends on what you want, but you can say fifteen thousand." I just gaped at her shocked. "Sweetie, i am sorry are you uncomfortable?"
"No i am not." I was not, i mean i have been to a strip club before but never have i witness a brothel. "Does Roger know?"
She nodded sitting on the edge of her desk. "We are partners, but he is the silent one. Seeing he owns a butt load of corps or what not, i do this. For poor people, no offense darling."
"Non taken." I laugh.
"They only think we are a dating service, but under the mat we are the best brothel in in the tri- state area, Do you want a drink?"
"Whiskey please," i whispered placing myself in the seat next to the window just gazing at the window seeing the woman doing impossible positions that i did not even dream of doing. She handed me a tumbler and grabbed a water from the small fridge in the corner.
"I am pregnant." She laughed. "I am fucking pregnant."
My eyes grew wide. "Oh my congratulations." So that's why Roger warned me.
"I am sort of a junkie when it comes to whiskey, beer and cock-" she stopped and giggled. "Tails. Rog thinks i will go on a bender, but i promised him i will stay off the bender, and he will be my new addiction."
"I think sex is the best addiction." I agreed sipping on my whiskey. "I wanted to ask you what do you think of dominance, in the bedroom."
"Oh did Andrew give you a slap on the rear?"
"You can say so," i nodded. "But its not that i mean, he is sweet the first second and than he turns into the Andy the pussy slayer, i can't figure out his emotions, or worse i can't figure out his personality he is like a-"
"A riddle wrapped inside a taco wrapped inside an enigma?"
"exactly." I nodded. "Its been a week without him and i am going insane, i feel i can't live with his dominance but i also can't live without it. Does that makes me sick?"
"Sugar that just makes you craving star graving horny, he must be good in the sack." She turned back around to face the window. "I have private rooms, you can watch my girls work their magic. If you want to, you can bring Andy as well. too spice up the love and the sex."
mm. That sounds like an idea. Just than my phone rang, i plucked it out of my purse seeing its Andy. "Speak of the devil. Give me a moment."
"Go in there." She pointed to the red door, i nodded and walked in seeing it was the bathroom. I slide my finger right and held it to my ear gazing at my reflection in the two sided mirror.
"Hello?" I answered shakily.
"Where are you?" His voice send instant shivers down my spine through my belly and into my ovaries.
"I am with Kristin, she owns a brothel." I decided that i was not going to lie anymore, i hope he appreciated it. "I am here now."
"Is that so," i can only imagine a smirk on his beautiful face. "Let me guess, The black rose, where dreams are desired and fears are lust?"
"Yes," i whispered biting the inside of my cheek gripping the phone tight to my palm. "mm."
"You miss me don't you Ally, I knew you would. I hope you kept your hands to yourself."
"I could not." I admitted.
"You know what that means right?" He asked softly.
"I have to be punished." I groan feeling my breast heavy. He had his spell over me, i want to get off it but i don't know why.
"Mm, in a week you will see what i mean when i say bend over and cry out my name, enjoy the brothel babe, try the sex on the beach, that is your favorite." With that he hanged up on me leaving me breathless.
He told me not touch myself anymore, but i could not help it. I imagine myself in the shower his finger in me pleasuring me, his mouth pressed to mine but in reality is me biting my own lip. I was obsessed, i was struck down with lightning down to the ground.
But a week has passed and only in seven days i could see Andy again. In the mean time i drowned myself in work, whiskey and the shower. "You okay?" I looked up from Andy's picture to my boss. "You look..." He drifted of and sighed. "Kristin called, she want to have lunch with you."
"Oh?" I stood up brushing my black hair behind my ear. "Should i ring her?"
He shook his head as he placed a cup full of coffee to his lips. "She is waiting for you at the lobby." Roger gave a chuckle and gripped my arm softly. "Please don't let her drink."
"I will try not to." I said unison as he removed his hand from my arm. Picking up my bag i gave a nod and walked to the cart climbing in. I don't think Kristin would obey my command. As i can tell she is her own boss.
"Darling!" Kristin grimaced as i climbed out of the elevator. She looked like a professional model, her blonde hair tugged back with head band, wearing a blue ladies suit with a tie? Must be a trend. "How have you been?"
I flushed. "i am okay, just missing my husband." I admitted softly biting the inside of my cheek.
"Oh hun," She pouted, "Lemme take your mind of it," She pulled her arm around my waist and pulled me towards the revolving door. "I know a perfect place."
------
Half an hour later we came to a warehouse, or so it seems, It was quite. Kristin gave me a wink and drag me to the two huge doors. She opened one and pushed me in, my eyes searched instantly for a gateway route. The walls were painted hot pink and few paintings of young woman with straps around their necks and whips? I gulped hard as i followed her to the man sitting on a high chair, he looked up from his people magazine and grinned when he saw Kristin. "Boss lady, how are ya today?"
"I am good sugar," She said with a pout.
"Good to know boss lady," he grabbed a key and handed it to her. "Have fun," He said more to me than her. Kristin walked down yet again a long hallway. The walls vibrated with smooth sound of jazz player. She placed the key in the hole and stood back waiving me in.
I climbed the stairs till i reached a door. "Open it sugar." I nodded opening the door and what i saw blew me away, glass walls from top to bottom,. "You like?"
"What is this place?" I asked confused.
"Its mine." She giggled shutting the door. I walked to the edge of the glass wall. "Its a brothel,"
I notice woman walking like models up and down and what only covering them was a piece of black fabric around their waist. "A strip club?"
"No dear," i turned around with my brow arched. "Not a strip club, we are more professional. Business men come here, married or not enjoy a few hours with my girls, go back to the wife." She smiled turning me back around. "Brings millions in, you should imagine what famous people i caught wind off, some of your husbands band mates as well."
"How much does one girl cost?" I asked curious to know of course,
"It depends on what you want, but you can say fifteen thousand." I just gaped at her shocked. "Sweetie, i am sorry are you uncomfortable?"
"No i am not." I was not, i mean i have been to a strip club before but never have i witness a brothel. "Does Roger know?"
She nodded sitting on the edge of her desk. "We are partners, but he is the silent one. Seeing he owns a butt load of corps or what not, i do this. For poor people, no offense darling."
"Non taken." I laugh.
"They only think we are a dating service, but under the mat we are the best brothel in in the tri- state area, Do you want a drink?"
"Whiskey please," i whispered placing myself in the seat next to the window just gazing at the window seeing the woman doing impossible positions that i did not even dream of doing. She handed me a tumbler and grabbed a water from the small fridge in the corner.
"I am pregnant." She laughed. "I am fucking pregnant."
My eyes grew wide. "Oh my congratulations." So that's why Roger warned me.
"I am sort of a junkie when it comes to whiskey, beer and cock-" she stopped and giggled. "Tails. Rog thinks i will go on a bender, but i promised him i will stay off the bender, and he will be my new addiction."
"I think sex is the best addiction." I agreed sipping on my whiskey. "I wanted to ask you what do you think of dominance, in the bedroom."
"Oh did Andrew give you a slap on the rear?"
"You can say so," i nodded. "But its not that i mean, he is sweet the first second and than he turns into the Andy the pussy slayer, i can't figure out his emotions, or worse i can't figure out his personality he is like a-"
"A riddle wrapped inside a taco wrapped inside an enigma?"
"exactly." I nodded. "Its been a week without him and i am going insane, i feel i can't live with his dominance but i also can't live without it. Does that makes me sick?"
"Sugar that just makes you craving star graving horny, he must be good in the sack." She turned back around to face the window. "I have private rooms, you can watch my girls work their magic. If you want to, you can bring Andy as well. too spice up the love and the sex."
mm. That sounds like an idea. Just than my phone rang, i plucked it out of my purse seeing its Andy. "Speak of the devil. Give me a moment."
"Go in there." She pointed to the red door, i nodded and walked in seeing it was the bathroom. I slide my finger right and held it to my ear gazing at my reflection in the two sided mirror.
"Hello?" I answered shakily.
"Where are you?" His voice send instant shivers down my spine through my belly and into my ovaries.
"I am with Kristin, she owns a brothel." I decided that i was not going to lie anymore, i hope he appreciated it. "I am here now."
"Is that so," i can only imagine a smirk on his beautiful face. "Let me guess, The black rose, where dreams are desired and fears are lust?"
"Yes," i whispered biting the inside of my cheek gripping the phone tight to my palm. "mm."
"You miss me don't you Ally, I knew you would. I hope you kept your hands to yourself."
"I could not." I admitted.
"You know what that means right?" He asked softly.
"I have to be punished." I groan feeling my breast heavy. He had his spell over me, i want to get off it but i don't know why.
"Mm, in a week you will see what i mean when i say bend over and cry out my name, enjoy the brothel babe, try the sex on the beach, that is your favorite." With that he hanged up on me leaving me breathless.
Well im obsessed
3/27/16