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Big Bold And Beautiful – Season 1 [Episode 1 – 12]

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As the day goes by, I had adopted Master’s
wildness. And I am getting used to our
daily routine. Each morning and evening
has been erotic between us.
It’s been a week since I became a slave of
Master Benjamin. He’s treating me nice and
good, it’s just that he’s wild and brutal in
bed. He’s a nymphomaniac.
I am keeping myself busy by removing the
sheet of my bed. I’ve been replacing the
sheet many times because there’s always
something happening between me and
Master right here in this bed. I heard the
door opened and closed.
Did Master come home again? An hour had
passed when Master leaved me and now he
returned? Maybe he left something here. I
get out of my room and come down stairs.
“Who are you?”
I stopped. It was a girl’s voice. I faced the
lady who asked me. She’s petite like me
and beautiful. She looks like Master
Benjamin. Master have a sister?
I didn’t speak.
“I said who are you? You’re a thief, are
you?!” She ran and screaming ‘thief’.
“N-no. I’m Jaja. I’m Master Benjamin’s
cook.” I quickly said.
She stopped and stared at me. “Cook? Are
you sure you are his cook? You’re lying.
Don’t make me dumb.”
I shook my head. “No. I’m stating the
truth.”
She raised her one brow. “By the way, I am
Ginny. Benjamin’s sister. Where is he?”
“He had gone to his work.”
She didn’t replied. She go to the kitchen
instead so I followed her. I had just
remember the rule number six. Sh*t! I had
broke it!
“I’m hungry,” she said and look at me.
“I’m going to cook. What do you want to
eat?”
“Don’t cook.” She look at my body and
smiled. “Come with me, let’s eat outside. I
don’t accept rejections.”
I was about to reject her when she pulled
me. I admit I felt excitement when we got
outside the condominium. I’ve been
imprisoned for a week. But I remember
Master’s rules. I hope he won’t get mad
because I am entertaining his sister.
Ginny is talkative while we are on the trip.
She drive her car. I had learn that she came
from the other country and returned here
to have some vacation. She looks friendly
and nice. We entered a big shopping mall.
We eat first and then she invited me to
shop with her.
“Let’s meet here, Jaja. I just need to buy
something.”
“I’m coming with you.”
“No!” she curtly said. She cleared her throat
and bring back her poise. “Just wait for me
here. Don’t go anywhere because I might
leave you. Stay.”
Having no choice, I just nod. She ran away
from me so I search for a chair to sit. I
made my eyes busy by looking at the
people passing in front of me. Sometimes,
I am watching the kids that’s playing on
the kiddie room right in front of me.
I don’t know if how long I’ve been waiting
for Ginny but I noticed that the people
slowly getting fewer and fewer. Suddenly,
I became nervous. Ginny, hasn’t come back
yet.
“Ma’am, we’ve noticed that you’ve been
sitting here for almost 10 hours. Are you
lost?”
I look at the lady who approached and
asked me.
“No. I am waiting for someone. Thank
you,” I answered.
Another hour passed again and there’s still
no Ginny. Should I find her? But she said
that I must wait for her. I sighed.
.
.
BENJAMIN’s Point Of View
.
My head ached because of the busy day. I
haven’t called Jaja in the condo because my
meeting is continuously without stop.
I took a glance on my wrist watch. It’s
already 7 PM. Time to go home.
While on the elevator, I dialed the phone of
my condo. I miss her voice. I furrowed my
brow when she haven’t answered the call. I
immediately hop in my car and drive fast. I
have this strange feeling that something is
not going well.
“Slave?” I called out as I entered my condo.
No one answered. The whole condo is
quiet. Did she escaped?
But I remember that I had closed the door
before leaving. And I don’t think she knows
my password.
I go to the kitchen but there no Jaja. I’ve
searched the whole first floor of my condo
but I didn’t saw her. I came up the stairs
and opened her room.
I saw a woman lying on the bed but it is
not Jaja.
“Ginny, what are you doing here?!”
My sister quickly rose up. “Hello, Brother.
How are you?”
“What are you doing here?”
“Seems like you’re not happy upon seeing
me.” She showed me a sad look. “By the
way, I came here to visit you.”
I didn’t give attention to her. I walk into
the bathroom, there’s no Jaja. I get out the
room and go to my room, hoping she’s
there but I am disappointed.
“What are you looking for?” Ginny asked.
“My slave!” I answered unconsciously. I am
busy finding Jaja.
“Slave? Who’s your slave? Is it Jaja? She
said he’s your cook.”
I turned to face her. “Where is she?”
“I don’t know. I pulled her on the mall and
then I lost her.”
I slapped my forehead. D*mn! It can’t be! I
really wanted to yell at Ginny but I should
not. F–k! Jaja might have escaped!
“Where’d you lost her?” I asked.
“In the Yazu.” That mall is super huge! No
wonder Ginny lost her.
“Stay here.” I quickly get out and go to the
mall Ginny had said. The first place I run
into is the management office of the mall. I
ask them to find Jaja by describing her
physical appearance.
“Sir, please wait here. If she’s here in the
mall, she’ll surely go here,” said by the
supervisor of the cctv room after they did
the paging.
I didn’t speak. Jaja have the opportunity to
escape, why would she come back to me? I
gritted my teeth. She had broken my rules.
“Sir, maybe this lady is the one you were
looking. She’s been sitting there for 11
hours.”
Waiting for 11 hours? I quickly watch the
monitor that they’re pointing.
Indeed, that’s Jaja.
“Which floor is it and department?” I
quickly asked.
“Sixth floor, west side of the Clothing
depa–”
I didn’t wait for them to finish what
they’re saying. I ran fast as I can to reach
Jaja’s place. I’m thankful that the mall isn’t
crowded too much. I stop in front of her.
She’s looking at the floor.
The thought that she’s planning to escape
became vague. Is this how a prisoner
escapes? Never leaved her place for 11
hours?
I kneeled in front of her and hold her chin
up. I saw tiredness in her eyes. She’s crying
too.
“Hey.” I wiped her tears.
“Ma-master, please forgive me. I didn’t
mean to get out of your condo and break
your rules. I’m sorry, I’m sorry.”
I felt a little pain in my heart when I saw
her crying.
“Let’s go home and we’ll talk about it.” I
hold her hand and pulled her up.
“Master, Ginny said I should wait here.”
I sighed. I knew it. “Ginny is at home. Come
on, let’s go.”
I felt her hand hold tight on my arm.
“What’s the matter?”
“I’m feeling weak, Master.”
Not speaking, I lift her up and carry her in a
bridal way.
“Mas–”
“Shut up,” I cut her.
I don’t care if people are looking at us. All I
care is Jaja and I’m going to take her home.
.
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