I was moved to another room after I had eaten. I haven't seen the three men I was taken too after our first interaction. There’s a lot of clothes in a walk-in closet. The amount had overwhelmed me. I cannot for the life of me choose what to wear, what colour or what length. I had become so dependent on Lark to make all these decisions for me.
Im sat on the cold marble floor, with atleast 10 different choices and I want to wear them all. maybe I can. no that’s ridiculous, I keep having to remind myself that I need to look presentable. My soulmate is here. Until I can explain my situation to him, I don’t want to disappoint him any further.
Trying to make this decision almost had me ripping my unbrushed hair out, at times I wanted to cry because I was clueless as to what my soulmate likes.
I know my body reeks, but it’s been two weeks already, after today it should be gone. Thinking about the smell conjures up my bad memories. One that I want to bury in a far away land and never look back.
I look at the undergarments and have an idea. Lark always loved sexy and revealing clothes. Heavy makeup and strong perfume.
I decided I will dress how Lark always dressed me. In tight black clothes that suffocated my body. The neckline of the dress was very low, and there was already bra cups in an exaggerated pointed shape. So it would accentuate my breasts to make them look perky.
The dress also had see through material at the side seams that revealed more of my body. I know my soulmate will love me. Especially if Lark loved it then he will go crazy as he’s my soulmate. 583Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVMQj11iZ6Q
After finalising the accessories I almost skipped to the bathroom. Excited at seeing my soulmate again, to my dismay, despite all my effort at shutting down my thoughts about him. It seems to only work against me when I try to suppress thoughts about him and make me think more of him.
So I’ve given in a little, for now with trying to shut down my thoughts and feelings about him.
After a long shower I got out. I had left my clothes neatly on the vanity counter. My undergarments resting on top of the black dress, that I had carefully folded so there won’t be any creases.
After wearing my undergarments.
I step in front of the mirror straight ahead of me. My eyes instantly go to my stomach. I can’t see any difference or a bump. Just the normal roundedness that I have.
Touching my stomach I imaging myself when Its fully showing. A warm smile graces my lips. It feels like it’s the first time I’ve had in a while where I can appreciate and be grateful for my child.
And like a mother, I am very happy. A baby that’s a part of me, that I will protect and will be here in 5 months. Sighing I put on my dress and begin brushing and drying my hair.
It takes me a while to doll myself up to a good standard then I wear the red 6 inch heels I had picked out previously. Looking back up at my reflection at last, butterflies cause a stir in my stomach.
Thinking back to what I looked like when I was first bought here and when I first met my soulmate made me shudder. Looking at my frame I see how nicely this dress has flattened the rolls on stomach.
It makes me look as though I have a waist. Although the dress is a little short for my rounded frame I don’t mind it. I know lark always loved that I was bigger, more to hold. He would say. Maybe my soulmate would feel like that too.
Before I can think too much on it there was three sharp knocks one after the other.
“I’m coming in” a voice I recognise said loudly.
My heart pounding out of my chest, I quickly got out of the bathroom and ran to the bed.
Sitting down carefully to not cause any creases on the dress, I wait patiently. Clearing my voice I get ready to shout come in.
But the door abruptly opens not giving me enough time. With the door slammed open my soulmate stares directly at me. He is half through the door. He looked like a deer caught in headlights. His eyes look up and down at my body for a long time. Without saying a word, he accesses my body.
Whilst my hands become sweaty with trepidation. I look at him properly.
He has a newly shaven look, his plump lips clenched together and his brows are frowning as if he’s in deep though. I can imagine kissing down his neck and ruffling his hair. He is wearing jeans and a grey shirt.
To me he looks like the most handsome man I’ve ever seen, confused as to how I ever was attracted to Lark. I devour his body with my eyes. His muscular chest and strong arms pooping out and visible despite him wearing a fairly loose shirt.
“Why the fuck are you wearing that?!” He says angrily. I hear footsteps outside, before I can reply to him, he slams the door behind him and enters the room after locking the door.
He angrily strides over to me in a few long steps.
“Take it off now!” He demands.
Nervously I unzip the dress from the back and let it fall from frame, whilst stepping out of my heels. Then I lay down on the bed, looking up at the ceiling. Ready for him.
The cold air nips at my skin and hardens my nipples. Despite the temperature a warm feeling evades between my legs.
My hands shake, cold sweat goes down my back as I wait for him. Will he be as rough as Lark? I hope not. I try to unclench my shut eyes to no avail.
I feel a hand on my arms as I feel the bed dip a little at his weight. My heart beats loudly unable to open up my eyes.
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