MY MASTER'S BEDROOM (RATED 18+)

(MY MASTER'S BEDROOM – ARTURO GUNDOLF) I came to my consciousness slowly rising from the depths of sleep, and I realized something strange. Had I slept too long? My limbs felt heavy as I stretched my arms and groped around the side table attached to the headboard of my bed. When I found my smartphone, I brought it to my face and struggled to open my heavy eyelids. “CRAP! I’M LATE!” My eyes snapped wide open when I saw the time displayed on my phone’s screen. It was already ten o'clock in the morning. In a complete panic, I stumbled toward my walk-in closet, nearly tripping over myself. I wore my uniform, the same one I didn’t get to wash last night. There was no time to freshen up, no chance to fix my face. I just hurriedly out of the house. Luckily, I immediately catch up on a ride. Inside the taxi, I hastily wiped the crust from my eyes and the dried drool from the corners of my mouth. “Miss, are you okay?” the driver asked, glancing at me with concern. Wincing slightly from the soreness in my body, I caught his gaze in the rearview mirror. “I-I’m fine… Just… wrecked from last night’s work.” I gave him a weak, strained smile and shut my eyes tightly for a moment. In the rush and chaos of this morning, it was only now that I became fully aware of the soreness radiating through every inch of my body. Especially my lower back, my hips, my thighs, my butt, and… that other sensitive place. Every movement felt like torture. I could barely move. “Where do you work to be that exhausted, Miss?” he asked curiously. “At… a motor corporation in… the automotive industry, sir…” “That must have been one tough job.” “Oh, absolutely… you don’t even know… it’s just… incredibly hard…” My voice slowed, my words dragging as I forced a smile that barely masked the pain. “Just please drop me off at the gate of the Gundolf estate…” When we reached the private property, I entered through the main gate and got into the company service vehicle. Several long minutes passed before I finally arrived at the Engineering Department. The moment I walked through the entrance, I could already feel the burning stares from the front desk staff. I didn’t dare look at them. I just kept my head down and hurried into the elevator heading to the storage room. There, I picked up the cleaning supplies and made my way straight to the executive restroom. The moment I stepped in, I immediately wanted to turn back and go home, because right in front of my eyes, I saw our cleaning manager, standing, clearly waiting for me. His eyebrows were practically fused in frustration, his hands firmly planted on his hips. “DOROTHIA DE VALLE! YOU ARE LATE AGAIN!” I closed my eyes for a second and exhaled a long, calming breath. Slowly, I stepped toward him. Every step I made, seemed not normal, now I understood why people had been staring at me earlier. I couldn't walk properly. “If you keep coming in late, I will file a report to have you fired! And look at you! What the hell have you been doing with your life to end up looking this so haggard, Miss De Valle?! You look worse than a mother with five children! You’re the only employee I know who contributes absolutely nothing! Since day one, you’ve always reported late! I’ve done everything to warn you, I even tried to help you improve! And let me guess… you missed your alarm again, didn’t you?!” “Y-Yes, Sir. I didn’t hear the alarm clock.” He let out an exaggerated, angry sigh. “Dorothia, if you can’t manage your time properly, then please… just quit!” While Sir Luca was o scolding me, the door to the executive restroom suddenly creaked open. All of a sudden, my manager fell completely silent. “Good morning, Sir…” he said with forced politeness, addressing the man who had just entered. He didn’t even bother to yell at me anymore. I focused my senses on the sound of approaching footsteps. Then he passed right by us, and I bit down hard on my lower lip the moment I realized who it was. He headed straight to the urinal at the end of the restroom. The sound of his zipper being pulled down echoed across the room, followed by a strong, hissing stream of urine that seemed even louder in the silence. Seconds passed before he finished and started walking toward the door again. He brushed past me and Sir Luca. He didn't even bother to gaze at me. I sniffed the scent of his cologne. Once the door closed, Sir Luca scolded me again. He went on and on, lecturing me as if there was no tomorrow. But in my head, only one thought rang out: This is all his fault… The man who just entered the room... the same man whose scent still lingered in the air, is the very reason I’m late today. Every ache in my body screams his name. Because he used me until two in the morning. By day, I’m a lowly toilet cleaner. By night, I’m the s*x slave of Engineer Arturo Gundolf. NEW SERIES FOR ADULTS ONLY (⁠｡⁠♡⁠‿⁠♡⁠｡⁠) HELLO MY FILIPINO READERS I DECIDED TO TRY TO WRITE DOWN THIS STORY IN ENGLISH. I AM HOPING FOR YOUR KIND SUPPORT! I LOVE YOU ALL!