I shook my head, caressing her cheek. She grabbed my hand tightly. “I may have killed him.”
I chuckled and stopped immediately when I realized she wasn’t joking. “What are you talking about?”
“I could have killed my father. It’s not the first time I’ve thought about it.”
“And you came here to cum for me under those pretenses. I doubt it.”
“I gave him a lot of sleeping pills. Crushed them in his beer.”
“How many?”
“Three,” she whispered, and I couldn’t but laugh.
“Honey, you’ll need more than that to kill someone. I’m sure he’s zonked out somewhere.”
“But I wanted to give him more. So many more.”
I cupped her cheeks and forced her to look at me. “I get it. You’re only trying to survive, and it kills me that I didn’t meet you before, that I didn’t steal you away. I’m sorry this is happening, but I promise you it will not end here. I will get you out of there.”
“How? You have no idea what he can do. The connections he has go further than this town. He can destroy you. This place. Everything.”
I smirked. “He can try. But our clientele will do anything to protect their identity. And if it means putting someone down, then your father better watch his back. He’ll be messing with the wrong people. Hell, he’s already messed with what’s mine.”
“What’s yours?” Her voice shook tentatively.
“You. You’re mine. You belong to me now. Isn’t that what you wanted when you came here? When you knelt before me? Being my submissive doesn’t only mean you’re here for me to dip my cock into whenever I need it. No, Angel. It means I’m here to guide you, to please you, and overall to protect you. I am here for you, Sarai. Only for you.”
I whispered fiercely, needing her to know that what I wanted from her meant so much more than her kneeling before me. It was an impenetrable trust, it was respect, and it was above all love.
She wrapped herself around me and gasped as my length slid against her. I stared up at her and she bit her lip. “You want it?”
She nodded slowly, her eyes slowly glazing over. “Then take it.”
She hovered over me for a second, her hand disappearing in the water. I waited and when her fingertips grazed my cock, I let out a deep rumble of satisfaction. Gripping my girth, she placed it at her entrance, stroking it gently.
“Tease,” I uttered, shifting her up and dropping her onto my cock. The hard length pulsing as it entered her sweet cunt. Fuck, she was deliciously wet. I slid right in and grunted as she squeezed around me.
“Looks like my girl needs me to cum in her again tonight.”
“Uh-huh,” she nodded, her brow creasing as she concentrated on just that. Up and down, my cock slid in and out of her tight confines. She knew just what I liked, how much pressure, hot to tighten that sweet cunt as she slid me out, her mouth begging to be fucked. Her body undulated sexily, the water lapping at her breasts. I leaned back in the tub and watched her fuck herself on me. My fingers roamed along her slightly swollen tummy, rounded curves that were perfectly proportioned. My hands cupped her breasts and she moaned, her head flying back as I squeezed the tips. I leaned forward and sucked one into my mouth, biting the peak. She looked down at me, her lips parted, her breaths ragged. I teased her with my tongue, staring right at her as I lapped and tasted one bud and then the next. Her pussy pulsed around me with every lick.
“Fuck,” she uttered as she began to tremble.
She threw her head back, riding me harder, the water sloshing all around us. She moaned and yelped as I leaned back giving her what she needed, and then just as she was about to shatter, I unseated her.
“What the…” she stared at me wide eyed as she floated back against the tub. I chuckled and stood, my cock hard and needing her attention. But I wasn’t done with her, yet. I dragged her out of the water and whirled her up against the bathroom counter.
“Micah!”
Slapping her ass hard, I ran my cock along her soaked slit and then filled her. She squealed when I gripped her hair and started to thrust. “You had your thrill, but this is my ride, Sweetheart. Always remember that.”
“Yes, Sir,” she moaned as my cock slapped her wet cunt. I fucked her hard and dirty, just how I wanted it. I could feel the familiar swell of my balls as I got closer to my own release. The redder her ass got, the more my cock throbbed for her.
“You’re gonna let me cum in that tight dirty pussy of yours?”
“Yes, Sir!”
“Nnngh,” My body jerked, and I grunted as streams of my cum uncontrollably spurted out at the sound of her sweet voice. She cried out, her thighs trembling as she came all over me.
“Good girl,” I stroked her back as I rocked into her. “My, good girl.”
8
Sarai
It was early morning when snuck in through the back door. I’d been doing this for the last few weeks, but this was the first time I’d come in with the sun out. As I crossed the hallway and started up the stairs, I jumped as he spoke to me from the living room. He stood up and I began to shake, knowing what was to come.
“Did you think I wouldn’t find out what the fuck you were doing or who you were doing it with?”
“I wasn’t….”
“You say one more lie to me and I will rip you tongue out. Maybe then you’ll learn how to respect your father!”
He came right up to me and gripped my hair, yanking my head back. His eyes were full of rage and hatred and I stared up at him in horror. My mind was a mix of confusion as I tried to think back to see if at any point I’d faltered. There was no way he could know. I’d been so careful. “You’re a fucking dirty whore getting involved with those vile sex driven animals!” He flung me forward and I scrambled to get up only to slide against the floorboards and slam against the wall behind me.
“Get over here!” He grabbed my arm and dragged me up the stairs.
“Please, Father! You can’t keep me here, you can’t!”
“Did you think I didn’t know about that club? That people don’t talk, that you wouldn’t be seen? You have disgraced this family for the last time!” He roared, swinging me into my bedroom.
I stumbled against the bed and I lay there for a moment trying to think of what to do, what to say. I turned to look at his seething frame and he stood there looking disgusted by me.
“I knew you were up to something after the first few nights. My headaches were getting worse until I discovered your little stash. I’m going to teach you what happens when you double cross me. It seems I’ll have to take measures into my own hands.” He undid the clasp of his belt and slid it out from around his waist, gripping it tightly in his fist.
“You wouldn’t!” I yelled right before the first lashing struck my back.
I cried out, the breath getting sucked out of me. I barely got used to the pain before another lashing came down on me, and then another. I recoiled and tried to cover my face, but it was of no use, the buckle managed to hit my cheek and I screamed from the pain. The scream caught him off guard and he stopped. I felt his hard, ragged breaths as he tried to regain his composure.