Free KING (Mistress & Master of Restraint) by Erica Chilson Page A

Regina’s belly swelled with Niel, and I wished he was mine. I watched as Cora disrespected Regina and wished Cora would disappear. Years, I followed Regina around making wishes. Wishing it was my lips she kissed goodnight. Wishing I was the one she cuddled in bed. I was so obsessed that I noticed Regina swelling with Ella before she did. It was that day I wished Grant no longer existed. I wanted Regina as my Queen.
    All those wishes came true.
    Cora didn’t disappear, she died. Grant no longer exists. I raised Niel as my own. I finally got that goodnight kiss and those cuddles in bed. That baby girl calls me Daddy. And lastly, Regina is my Queen.
    I’ve felt nothing but remorse for those wishes and wants since the night Grant died.
    And yet, here I am, leading my wife into a trap. Later I may feel remorse, but right now… I just want !
    “I can’t believe you kept this,” she giggles.
    I blush and glance away out of embarrassment. “I… I kept it because it reminded me of you.”
    “Why?” Regina’s fingers trace the teddy bear plaque that adorns my bedroom door.
    “It took you a long time to navigate these halls. I remember you’d get lost, but you always found the teddy bear.” My words get stuck in my throat as she tears up. For once I’m not manipulating, bullshitting, to get what I want. I’m being genuine.
    “It was cute how you’d come to me, and I’d show you where you wanted to go. Years later and you only knew how to find your rooms and mine. I kept it so that if you ever came back, you could find me. Niel spent all of his time in these rooms with me, because I told him it was a beacon to light your path- your own personal sunshine.”
    Regina falls into my arms, sobbing. Whether it’s addiction or obsession, it doesn’t matter, because I love this woman with my entire being. Regina’s been through every step of my life, walking beside me. I’ve been her light, and she’s been my strength. What I’m about to do is as wrong as it gets.
    If this really is her kink, I’ll happily feed it. Kill me now if it’s not.
    “No crying,” I murmur while gently patting her face dry with my sleeve. “I have a surprise for you. Come,” I open my door and gesture inside.
    “Oh my God, you kept it the same,” Regina giddily sings. “The blue bedding with your bed pushed up against the wall. Your desk is so neat, but I bet the drawers are filled with messy art supplies.”
    I lean against the w all watching in amusement as Regina looks inside my very messy drawers, and then she inspects every corner of my rooms, opening my closet, entering the sitting room, and even scoping out the bath.
    “It’s jus t as I remember,” Regina says with delighted sadness. “Where’s this surprise?”
    “Between the bed and the wall. Go on and take a peek,” I entice, jerking my chin in the direction of her prize.
    A sharp hiss is pulled from me as she tries to reach my art portfolio that’s lodged between the wall and the bedframe. The one I keep in my desk is random stuff, but this one I’ve been working on since the day I met her.
    My heart kicks into overdrive as Regina wiggles around on my bed. She looks so right on my blue sheets. I want to find the bastard who taught her that panties were a sin and thank him for making this easier on me. Marcus pops into my mind, but he’s replaced a second later by Ezra. Intuition says it was Ezra who didn’t want her wearing panties. It’s hard to surprise your victim if she has clothing in the way.
    Regina’s beautiful pussy glints up at me. She doesn’t even realize that she’s flashing me glimpses. I’ve always been a pervert. Regina was the one that gave me my first erection as I watched her nurse Niel, and I creepily stalked her after that. One night I crept in to her room after she and Grant had made love. Grant was in the shower and Regina was sleeping. I stood in the middle of her bedroom, staring at her nude form languidly lying on her bed. As I