Chapter 1

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Monica's POV (sixteen years old)

"wake up, wake up! c'mon angel we have something to talk about"

I heard as I was laying on my bed trying to shoo him away. He is my boyfriend of two years Justin Bieber.

I finally gave in and got up.

"What?"

" I just wanted to say that today is the day that my parents are coming back" his parents left last year for some kind of marriage boot camp, I know weird right?

" that's great baby" I leaned over and pecked his soft lips. sometimes I think they could be softer than mine!

"I just came to tell you that before I went to see them"

"tell them I said hi"

he nodded and ran off to see his parents.

I walked down the staircase and into the kitchen for breakfast.

my parents only had one child so it was just us three.

"honey I need you to choose what training school you want to attend" my mom knows I don't want to be A Dominant but I have to listen to them, not because they're my parents but because of my grandma's mansion. the mansion was willed to me because I loved my grandma more than anyone . My parents are rich and I need their money to pay for the mansion. I must sound like a brat but no matter how many jobs I get I won't have enough money to pay for the mansion. so if I do what they say they will provide me money every month when I turn 18.

"do I really have to be like every other violent person?"

they just ignored my question and I just knew that one day I would have to do it.

I cried silently while my mother and father ignored me and went about their business.

I will not be like all of those other people!

I waited for the next day and Justin came through the door. he looked pale and nervous.

I sat up and wiped my tears.

"whats wrong Jay?"

he turned to me and opened and closed his mouth trying to find the right words.

"just spit it out Justin"

" I have to leave, Ill have to be a submissive I need more excitement. I need a woman to take over my needs."

"no Justin no stop playing around"

I yelled and he just turned and ran away from me for what could be forever.

I thought he loved me, I gave him my virginity just last month. If he doesn't care about me than I will Just hate him I swear on my deceased grandmother that I will hate him!

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