Chapter 5 five

The hybrid king

"Tell me, Caroline, How did I make you feel last night? Was it pleasurable for you? Was it enjoyable? Was it everything you've been dreaming of?" My question brought nothing but amusement. Entertainment of some sort. I'm bored after all and there are yet a lot of things that I can waste my time with. I watch the blush that creeps up on her face. The way she tries to hide her eyes from mine. She looks down onto the floor. Attaining the posture that I had taught her the night before.

She was a quick learner. To be honest; she was just a desperate learner.

' You made me feel like I've never felt before master. Your hands... your body... the way you touched me. The way you knew my body so perfectly as I've never known myself before.'

'Well isn't that interesting.' I said to her maintaining her Stern expression. the answers were always going to be different. One person said it was like the world had disappeared, and another person said that they almost thought they were going to die. On and on, the stories were different. the experiences were different and all the women were different. one person could experience something different while another would be easily overwhelmed by just the slightest charge. It wasn't about the experiences of how many men they had been with. it was about the hybrid touch. Sometimes I like to think about it as a curse. An overwhelming tendency and nature to bring sexual pleasure even when a person doesn't intend for it to happen.

'Go on..' I said to her intently listening to her heartbeat. This is a trick I had learnt years ago. It's not that I loved so much to listen to the Confessions and what they thought about the previous night. It is about giving them the wrong impression. Having them think that I am highly impressed by praises. that I get off on hearing women talk good about me and my bedroom skills. It was all about serving the right amount of confusion. In the other hand however what always entertained me was the stages to which they went from an extremely shy and embarrassed person to a woman who was desperately ready to describe her experience and every tiny little thing they had loved about our escapades. The submission has never brought a much more fulfilling taste than this one.

It just amuses me. It is also entertaining to watch How desperately she tries to avoid eye contact. The way her head is bowed down despite the fact that she is naked in my presence. This was nothing but one of my latest Conquest. Not that I needed to convince any of these women about anything. I had a line full of them that were waiting and begging to be with me. To be Touched By Me. the touch of a hybrid King is unlike any other.

'Was last night a disappointment to you in any way?' I asked listening once again to the Heartbeat that reaks nothing but confusion. Reading a person's emotions is something that I had learned to become a pro at. it was much more easier for me at the moment now to tell apart emotions. To know whenever someone is angry and when they were extremely nervous in my presence. It had also equally helped me in making decisions that have saved my life. like when a person was nervous about double-crossing me or whatever little plan is that they had on their own. being prepared was one of the most important things to me. and for that to happen I need to know absolutely everything about what they are thinking.

The Beating of her heart changes instantly and I can smell the excitement in the atmosphere. sometimes it's often so easy that I don't find myself trying too hard.

'Of course not my King. it was perfect. thank you for giving me the privilege of serving you and bringing you pleasure.'She says clenching her geyser as her hands remain the monthly at the side of her hips. I could smell her arousal. just the mention of those words get her wanting more. it's part of the things I love about having absolutely all the knowledge that I want about the female body. she is so easy to predict.

Those words were always music to my ears. like poetry. hearing them being repeated over and over again was nothing more than an amusement

' you may go now..' I demand turning, my back at her as I walked on my balcony. my tumble dryer drip slowly around my waist as the morning sun caresses my skin. there was yet a lot I was yet to do today. but at least the most important things had already begun.

She does not say another word, only overflowing disappointment rest in the air as her movements quicken. I can picture her rising up from the floor or. wiping her knees. the sudden cold fresh breeze caressing her skin as I open the window. I can feel her eyes on my back. studying me. taking me in as though she's never going to get that opportunity. well, she was right to do that. it was definitely going to be the last time I was with her.

' once again, thank you master for giving me the privilege of serving you.' her voice is filled with nothing but admiration. The kind of admiration that brings worship. The kind of worship that gets me going as the hybrid King. But sometimes my ears just get tired of hearing the praises. Sometimes I wonder what it would feel like to have a person speak their or mind. Someone who isn't afraid of me. But that can never be possible. Just my presence alone brings nothing more than an overpressing and overwhelming fear to every single person around me. The authority I carry. The aura that comes with it.

Am I complaining? of course not.

I love every bit of my power and my life. but I have worked this hard for a thousand years. I have seen the faces of many and I have faced great battles. I have become a thousand different things and yet only two species.

I may be the powerful hybrid King but loneliness will forever remain my best companion and my strength.