Today was the day that Zayn was going to fully explain what he has planned for me. I wait outside for his car to pull up at my house and I cannot shake the feeling of nervousness and my constant fidgeting.

I notice Zayn's car driving up to the curb and I get inside his car awaiting for his voice to hit my ears.

"Had a goodnight sleep?" He asked me pressing his hand on my thigh.

"Kinda." I muttered, avoiding his eyes.

"No need to be scared. I'm going to take good care of you and I'll definitely make it worth your wild." He says rather confidently.

"You could just tell me and get this over with."

He chuckles biting his lips and glances at me with those pretty brown eyes. "I'd rather wait until I explain everything and give a trail demonstration on the things we could do together."

"If I say no?"

He sighs, as he grips the steering wheel. "I always get what I want, but if you don't want what I'm offering you than I'll respect your wishes."

Somehow I feel he's lying about giving me a free pass. Zayn is a powerful man and he could have me do anything at a snap of his finger. Maybe whatever he is offering isn't so bad.

****

We finally made it to his office and I take a seat and blush at the memory of Zayn putting his warms hands in my pants and his soft lips against my neck that made me weak.

I watched him lock his office door and he takes a seat at his desk.

"You're to far away from me. Come and sit on my desk." He spoke calmly with a intense stare.

I had no choice, but to listen to him and walked towards him and sat in front of him, as my feet dangled.

"I asked you what is the definition of a sugar daddy is and you still have no idea what I'm that means, correct?"

I nod. "That's correct."

"The basics of a sugar daddy is I give you lavishes gifts and money, in return you'll give me sëxual favors and I can request your company at anytime."

I stay speechless for moment as Zayn's words hasn't processed in my brain yet. "Sëxual stuff as in you giving me that hand job yesterday?"

"That is only on form of sëxual activity that I demonstrated on you, but they're more options I would love to show you and please you."

"In exchange for money?" I asked still not understanding the concept of this sugar daddy idea.

"Correct. Would you like another example of how can I satisfy you?" He asked with a smug look on his face, his hand creeped up my shorts.

This was the important decision I have to make on becoming Zayn's sugar daddy. It would really help my dad since he's been working nonstop since my mother left us for having an affair with another man.

"Satisfy me." I say never breaking the eye contact. That's all it took for him to attack my lips, his hands hiking up my shorts, touching my sensitive length.

"Let's get these clothes off you." He whisper roughly. His nose grazing the side of my neck causing goosebumps to form against my skin.

"I feel hard." I whimper.

"I'll unhardened you baby." He replies pulling off my shorts and shirt, leaving me in my underwear. His glaze became more intense looking up and down my body in approval that he liked what he was. Which made my cheeks burn red.

"Touch me." I whisper as if it was a secret and he wasted no time peeling off my underwear leaving me completely exposed to him.

"With pleasure." He says quickly kissing me hard on the lips again and started to jerk me as I moan. It felt good to be touched like this and to be kissed by this older man that's standing in front of me.

"What do you want?"

"You." I simply said kissing back more aggressively earning a moan from Zayn.

"You make me want to fück you right on this desk." He said, as he dig his nails into my creamy skin.

"What's stopping you?" I asked a little to eagerly. The more we keep touching and feeling each other, the more I don't want this stop and it hasn't even begun.

"I need to train your stamina first before I wreck your tight virgin hole. Another hand-job and a minor blowjob will be out first lesson for today." He mutters in a happy tone. I can see the crinkle in his eyes that he's excited I'm going forward with this sugar daddy adventure.

"How can I control my stamina?"

"I'm am going to suck and jerk you off, you tell me before you about to cüm and I'll basically be your coach telling you not to."

I nodded as Zayn started to wrap his lips around me and I couldn't help, but moan at his wet tongue around my sensitive tip.

"I'm r-really s-sensitive." I stutter moan.

"From one to ten how's the pleasure you're feeling?"

"Eight." I replied.

"Try to endure it and you'll get used to it. Shall I continue sucking you off?" He questioned with a smirk.

I nodded with a blush as he worked his mouth me and I almost feel what heaven feel like as he went deeper down.

Zayn quicken his speed as I closed my eyes trying not to cüm quick like I did yesterday and I feel like I'm not going to last any longer.

"Z-Zayn."

"Hold it." He commanded and I try to fight the urge.

I felt small drops of sweat rolling down my face as I hold my cüm and it wasn't easy, as Zayn continued with his mouth giving long locks with a smirk on his face.

"You've earned yourself a orgasim." Zayn praised as he increased his spread in jerking me off and I came hard than ever before.

"Wow." I pant.

"You've done well for a virgin and now you must practice when you go home. Must hold for as long as possible. I'll make you come multiply times in the near future, but how do you feel about BDSM?"

"What's BDSM?" I asked confused.

"BDSM is Bondage and Discipline, Sadism and Masochism. Now I'm not going to be using extreme techniques on you. It's mostly going to be
soft oils, cøck rings, handcuffs, blindfolds, and vibrators. Very minor discipline and pain."

"Will this hurt?" I say uncertain. My head is already spinning of my second orgasim and now there's a whole new level of things I could experience with Zayn.

"They're are items that can hurt you, but the things I just listed won't. It's for sëxual stimulation and for pleasure, for the both of us." He says cleaning my length and gathering my clothes so I can put them back on.

"I don't know what to say." I admit nervously. This whole side of being someone's sugar daddy and ways to feel good with items such seems a bit much for me.

"I'm hoping you say yes. We can do another example in my house this weekend." He sound desperate as he kissed me for comfort.

"I'm not sure if my dad would allow me to leave unless I lie and say I'm staying over at Louis's house, but I don't have a cell phone to keep in contact with him."

"I'll provide you with a cell phone. Money reasons I'll cover it, but all I ask in return is for your willingness to try." He bites his lip in anticipation of my decision.

"Okay I agree to everything you said about being your sugar daddy and trying out BDSM." I saw Zayn's eyes lit up when I accepting his offer. It made me feel warm inside to see that sparkle in his eye.

"I appreciate you trying this out with me and I'll be sure to take good care of you Niall. Here's some money." He says handing me a rubber-band roll of one hundred dollar bills from his desk drawer.

"This is way to much money." I say giving some back to him, but he shook his head.

"Keep it. You've earned it."

"Thank you." I say stuffing the money into my Pocket.

"You can start calling me daddy now when we're alone." He smirks and I felt I'm going to enjoy spending time more with Zayn and being my sugar daddy.

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