Chapter 17. Even a monster has a story

Xavier Ford, aka Gladimir's Past

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Born into a super wealthy family, with a brother and a sister. I had everything, I ever wanted. My parents always ensured that I and my siblings never lack anything.

Behold, such luxuries never come without any disadvantage, and ours was that our parents never gave us the desired parental care we wanted. They believed that all that mattered was material things.

I grew up to be a bully, I never had any emotion of care. I have zero sentiments, I'm void…

I and my siblings were known to be wild, but the school authorities, couldn't kick us out of the school, because my parents held a prestigious office in the government. My parents were the highest donors and funders of our school.

The school management knew, that reprimanding us, could be a big blow to the school. So they allowed us to have our way and made us get away with our wrongdoings and that became a habit.

I and my siblings were the ones running the school. If any kid or staff did anything we hated we could report it to the school authorities and we were sure of winning.

That went on, till we graduated from school. But during our period of attending high school, a lot of things went on… Things, that affected my life. So many incidents that made long-lasting scars in my life.

It all happened on a fateful day…

I woke up, and rushed to my bathroom, to have my bath as usual. I came out to dress. When I was done, putting on my uniform, I wanted to go downstairs to have my breakfast. But as I opened the door, my nanny was standing with her hands spread to the post of my door.

"Good morning" my nanny greeted. She looked weird but I was too young to notice that. “Good morning" I replied. I was expecting her to give way for me, but she still kept her hands at the door post.

"Excuse me" I spoke to her. “Why are you in a hurry to go out?" she asked me. “I ain't in a hurry, I just want to go downstairs to have my breakfast" I replied to her. She pushed me inside and locked the door behind her.

“What's going on?" I asked. “Nothing," she said. She pushed me to the bed, and she lay on me. She was wearing a short pink gown and she wasn't putting on any undies.

As she lay on me, she looked at me lustfully as she was zipping down her mini gown. It was weird and I was curious at the same time. “What was she up to?” I asked myself.

She resumed her former position, which was sitting on me. When she unbuckled my belt, she pulled my trousers down to my knees and reached for my panties…

I was putting on black panties and I was already hard when she pulled my boxers down and brought out my huge hard dick. I just couldn't do anything, but watch what she was doing. It was something new to me.

When she grabbed my hood, she started by running it with her hands. She did this, for at least ten minutes. I wasn't comfortable with it, but I couldn't do anything. She already had my dick in her hands then she proceeded by putting my hood in her mouth. That surprised me a lot.

Oh, but that feeling was an extraordinary unexplainable…

My legs were just shaking. All I did was place my hands on her hair.

I held her hair so tight, as a different unpleasant sound proceeded from my mouth. She did this to me for close to twenty minutes or more. Just then, I felt a movement in my dick region and before I could know it, I could feel something coming out.

For once, I thought, it was urine, Immediately I pulled my dick from her mouth and apologize. She smile, and said, “What are you apologizing for?"

I replied, “Sorry for urinating into your mouth". She laughed. I was barely 14 years old by then. Hahaha… that wasn't urine, you just released sperm" she said as she stood up from me.

I was just confused, "be fast so you won't be late for school", she said when she got to the door and blew me a kiss with her hand. I sat down there perplexed, I just didn't understand what had just happened. I put on my boxers and then my trousers and zoomed downstairs to have my breakfast.

I got down to the living room and saw my two siblings waiting for me, impatiently. I knew I was late already, I ran to the dining, and in less than five minutes, I was done with my breakfast.

With my school bag, matched to the garage with my siblings, our chauffeur was waiting for us. That was one of the awkward moments of my life that left a scar on my sexual life.

I used to say “Who will get a good blowjob from a good blowjober and won't run back for more?” That common act by our maid, made me vulgar and a sex addict as we turned to do more and more, then I moved on to another, then two, ten, twenty, etc… Countless… Yet, none was as good as our Maid and it left a huge vacuum in my life.

When I got to the age of 17, I became the definition of a brutal Lion. I was in search of that pleasure with any girl I fucked until the extent of getting violent all in vain. At a point, I began to think that perhaps it was just an illusional feeling of your novices…

Also, I usually wanted everything I laid my hands on, be it ladies or material things. It was so hard for me, to control my appetite, maybe because I had so much money at that age.

Another, incident that made me swear never to be a gentleman with any lady was;...

After high school, I broke up with my nanny. She was so furious but I wanted to grow, damn it was a new phase in my life and I also refused to go to university. I didn't want anything that would disturb my brain, or stress me since I already had wealthy parents. My parents begged and begged but I didn't concur with their plea.

Knowing me very well, my parents made an irresistible offer to me. The offer came with huge cash and a lot of entitlement. I was given a weekly stipend of three hundred thousand dollars and for every class, I attend I would be given a hundred thousand dollars. It was irresistible, I had no other option than to accept going to the university.

This new phase of my life was about turning me into something that would take many decades for me to come out of. My first day at the university, was very embarrassing and as hard as it was for me, I decided to maintain a low profile and you won't imagine what I got.

I thought the university was a place for serious, mature minds. It came as a great shock to me whenever such an incident occurred.

This was how it happened…