Chapter One

Ah!

When I think of the world I was in before I met Arnav, it seems strange to me. It used to be the world that I only knew of... the normal world.

Mmm!

Normal. I always hated that word. Yet it was the only thing I knew of, yet didn't exactly understand nor belong to.

My day would start at 6:30, getting up and getting ready for work and the day. I worked a regular 9 to 5 job, sitting at a desk in a cubicle that looked like hundreds of others, staring at and punching in numbers all day on a computer. At 5 I would leave, get home by 6, and spend my evening with a little more work and watching mindless TV.

At first everything was good. I had a master's degree, a good job, and a good looking boyfriend. Dhruv was my high school sweetheart and we had been dating ever since. He was my first love and the first man I had ever been in bed with.

Everything was great until I realized it was too perfect. Everyday started the same - wake up, wash up, shower, get ready, go to work. The nights would differ now and then, since now and then I would either just do things on my own or be with Dhruv.

And that's what really made me realize how dull and repetitive my life was.

The sex! Oh the sex! ... it was horrible!!! Every time Dhruv would thrust into me, it felt like a jackhammer was drilling into me! Don't get me wrong, I used to love having sex with him. But then everything was just too repetitive - no foreplay, just kiss and bang, and sis boom ba!

Wake up, work, Dhruv, sis boom ba! Wake up, work, Dhruv, sis boom ba!

I couldn't take it anymore!

My sister Payal had told me I was being crazy.

"You're crazy Khushi! Dhruv is so hot! Who wouldn't want to be with a guy like that? He's perfect! Good job, good looks, normal, perfect! Why wouldn't you want to be with him?"

My sister just didn't get it. For her, that was perfect. Take her boyfriend Akash - high school sweetheart, takes her out on nice dates, works a regular 9 to 5 job, normal - that was perfect for her. That was almost exactly like me, not to mention Dhruv and I, but the only difference was that while my sister would scream in the middle of the night from a mind blowing orgasm, I would just lay there and never reach my orgasm while Dhruv would.

I tried explaining that to my sister and she told me to get checked out by a doctor. I found that absolutely ridiculous since I could achieve an orgasm on my own.

For days I didn't do anything, months even! Until finally, I broke down. It was a tough day at work, my manager getting on my last nerves! She was barking away at me, telling me of her problems and taking it out on me, giving me excuses and making me the bad guy like I did no work at all! It was then that I had snapped, screaming in frustration. Everyone in the office turned to me and looked at me like I was some sort of freak but I didn't care. I simply grabbed my things and charged right out of work.

Somehow by the time I got home, Dhruv had found out. I'm sure it was that Seema from work who had told him. Ever since the two met at a work event I had taken him to, I knew there was something going on between them, only I never had the courage to say anything. So when he barked at me, yelling at me for being stupid for walking out on the job like that, I kicked him right in the balls and told him to go to hell and to take Seema with him and his broken dick.

After that, I walked right out. I took my valuables and belongings, left Dhruv crying on the floor like the pussy he was, and walked right on out.

I wandered around town, unsure of where to go. I debated on going to Payal's but I knew she'd say the same thing like Dhruv and say that I was stupid for doing what I did... which turned out to be true because that's what she said in her text.

I was in a diner in the middle of town, with nowhere to go, when I saw- ah!

"Not paying attention, are we?"

Opening my eyes, I left the world of my memories and met the dark chocolate ones that I loved.

"You will be punished for that."

Leather strips met my femininity, bringing a cry of pleasure out of my lips. However they were cut short, stifled by his mouth as his lips crashed onto mine.

"Kitten, you know better than that," he muttered over my lips before slightly tugging on the nipple clamps.

A cry left my lips once again as I nodded like a bobble head.

"I thought so," and he removed the clamps.

My eyebrows scrunched immediately, watching him unhook me from the cross I was being hung on.

"What-?"

His fierce eyes met mine and I looked down immediately. His eyes remained on me while he continued to unhook me from the x-cross, and then picked me up and carried me in his arms.

As he walked through the house, my eyes remained down, never daring to look at his. I was to never look at him, at least, not without permission. And since he had stopped the scene, I knew for sure that he was not in a good mood.

Taken into my room, I was dropped onto the bed and I landed with a thud. Before I could even blink, my hands and feet were spread out and strapped into cuffs which were attached to the corners of the bed.

"Do you understand why I'm doing this," he asked.

With a gulp, I nodded. "Because I wasn't paying attention."

He didn't say anything and pulled open the top drawer of my bedside table. I watched as he pulled out my vibrator and I could only wonder what was to come.

Putting his fingers between my folds, my body jerked to life. I desperately wanted him to enter his fingers inside of me. But instead, he inserted my vibrator and turned it on with the little remote that was attached to it. Immediately my body felt pleasure, humming as the vibrator hummed within me.

"Please," I moaned, needing more.

A smirk appeared on his face and he increased the power of it. Moans escaped my mouth and I was close. But just as I was about to reach my high, he turned off the vibrator.

"No," I mewled.

I felt him straddle me and I looked up at him.

"What's that kitten," he smirked.

"Please," I cried.

He turned on the vibrator again and I moaned in pleasure. It was much quicker to reach my high again, but when I was close, he shut it off again.

"No," I cried out, thrashing my head from side to side.

"Does my baby girl want to cum?"

"Yes," I cried, pulling on my restraints.

"Well then baby girl should pay attention," and he turned it back on.

Damn you!

My body climbed higher and higher, ready to get to my release but he turned it off again! I screamed, wanting him to stop all of this.

"Please Master," I cried.

The sound of his chuckling echoed in the room. "Too bad kitten," and he turned it back on.

"No!"

I didn't want this, I hated it! To be denied of my orgasm... no!

"Please," I whimpered.

"Why weren't you paying attention kitten?"

"I was- ah! I was... I was thinking about my life before you!"

A heartbeat passed and he turned off the vibrator. He took it out of me and tossed it aside, then released my feet and my wrists. Taking me into his arms, he held me and cradled me in his lap. No words were spoken for a moment, only small pepper kisses placed on my head.

"Why were you thinking about that Khushi," he asked softly.

I sighed into his arms and held onto his shirt over his chest. "I couldn't help it," I admitted in a whisper.

Tilting my chin up to him, he placed a soft and tender kiss on my lips, then let me simply lay in his arms.

It just couldn't be helped. The past kept coming into my mind; taking me back to the day I first met him.