Interracial Romance: Gay Romance: Bound By His Own Desires (MMM Endowed Black Men Bondage Threesome Romance) (A Billionaire's Freedom Book 3)

by Dayna, Bethany

  “Thank you. Now where are we going?” I ask. I grab my bag and stand in front of him. Looking down at me he leans down and kisses me. I kiss him back and he grabs my hand and we walk down to his Impala.

  “We are meeting someone. You need to meet them if you are going to live with them.” Juan said. We drive towards another set of apartments on the same street. I get out and there are no cars around except one.

  “Who is this person?” I ask.

  “Just come.” Juan said.

  Juan knocks on the door and a tall Spanish woman answers. She is beautiful. Her long curly brown hair and her stunning complexion with her brown eyes peering out from under her bangs. She was skinny and had on a pair of sweats. Her perfectly manicure nails poking out of her hoodie. Who was this woman?

  “Gemma.” Juan says quietly and they hug briefly. “Gemma this is Joan. She works for your old boss. The Stewarts?” When he said their name her eyes widened and she looked frightened.

  “Oh, ok. Why did you bring her here?” Gemma asked.

  “I need you to talk to her. She’s moving in with them to be a full time nanny/housekeeper. I need you to tell her what happened to you.” Juan said.

  “Come in.” Gemma said. We walk in and she makes some coffee. I sit on her couch feeling very awkward.

  Gemma comes and hands me a coffee cup. Slipping off her slippers she crawls up into her big chair and takes a sip of her coffee. She didn’t speak for a few minutes; I was afraid she was going to tell me that they hurt her in some way or forced something on her. They do not seem like that kind of people. But, given that I haven’t known but a week I don’t really know them.

  “Joan is your name?” Gemma asked.

  “Yes. And you are Gemma?” I asked.

  “Yes. Has Juan told you anything yet?” Gemma asked.

  “I didn’t say anything I wanted you to talk to her and have you tell her the story. It’s your story.” Juan said. He took a sip of her coffee.

  “Gemma, what happened to you?” I ask. Gemma looks at me and I see her more in the light. There is a prominent scar on her cheek. Where did that come from?

  “I lost everything because of those people. And, if you have half a brain you will get the hell away from them. I wouldn’t even go back tonight if I were you.” Gemma said with a straight face.

  Chapter Nine

  I sit there and look at Gemma. Why would she say that? What happened to her? I was starting to get very worried. I tried to ask her to explain but my mouth was dry. I took a sip of coffee and she mimicked me.

  “Gemma can you explain that to me?” I ask.

  “I mean I lost everything Joan. You will too if you aren’t careful. They moved me in the same time they moved you in. Everything was good and then they propositioned me for sex. I did it for a while because I was very attracted to both of them. I didn’t think anything of it. Then I didn’t want to one night and Marline hit me. I fell and cut my face on the night stand in the pool house. That’s where we did what we did. It was never in the house where Macy could hear. Macy loved me she bawled her poor little eyes out when I had to leave. If you don’t do exactly what they want when they want it they get very angry. They threatened to kick me out on the streets and black list me for maid service. They blackmailed me and I got out one night and I didn’t come back. A week later I tried to get another job and they said I was blacklisted. I cried every night because I didn’t want to be there. After about 2 months I was trying to think of ways to get out. Please Joan you have to believe me.” Gemma finished her story and looked at me in the eyes. Her brown eyes were filled with tears and my mouth hung opened in astonishment. I didn’t want to believe her. I half believe this was some kind of prank from Juan.

  “How many girls have gone through this?” I ask.

  “12.” Gemma said. “I was number 6.” She added.

  “Wow. Who are the other women?” I ask.

  “They left town after they were also blacklisted. They had to find new careers because they couldn’t work in hospitality anymore. I’m telling you Joan you have to be very careful. If they try to have sex with you, you have to say no the first time.” Juan said. I look down. “Joan!” He was shocked and mad.

  “Sweetie. It’s already too late. This will only end badly for you. I’m sorry. It’s getting late and I have to go out of town tomorrow. Please see yourselves out.” Gemma said and she went into her bedroom. Juan and I leave and get into his car.

  “Joan. What were you thinking?” Juan asked. He was really mad.

  “I wasn’t thinking. The first time was in the car with Marline and then earlier today in the pool house with both of them.” I said. I was ashamed. I felt terrible admitting this to Juan. I was starting to like him. Now I fear I have lost the chance to get to know him like he wanted to.

  “That is terrible. I’m not saying you but them. They have done this to so many other girls and they blacklist them and ruin their lives if they don’t do what they ask. It’s wrong!” Juan yelled into his steering wheel.

  “Will you please take me home?” I ask. He was slightly scaring me.

  “I’m sorry Joan. I just worry. I’ve seen 12 girls come in and out of that house for the past 3 years. I don’t want you to be number 13. But, it’s too late.” Juan said. He calmed and drove me home.

  I get out of the car and go to my car. I have to get back to the house before it’s too late and I wake everyone up. Juan comes over to me and puts his hand on the car door. Now I’m worried that he is going to hurt me, but I get a good vibe from him so I don’t think that is going to happen.

  “Joan. Please. Remember what Gemma said. She was a great person before all this happened.” Juan said.

  “Did you try to go out with her too?” I ask.

  “No. I haven’t tried to go out with any of the other girls. You are the only one. I just don’t want to come into work one day and you have a cut on your face. I told you Joan there is something about you and I want to explore it. If you’d let me. But, if we continue this you have to tell them no more sex.” Juan said.

  “They told me if I started feeling uncomfortable about it to tell them and they would stop.” I said.

  “Well, let’s hope they are serious about it. Good night Joan. I will see you Wednesday.” Juan gives me a kiss and goes back to his car. I watch him drive away before I get in my car. This was not the night I imagined with Juan. But, part of me is glad that I met Gemma. But, I wanted to see how far I could go with this. I didn’t exactly feel the same way Juan did, but I was starting to like him. Was it enough to end things with the Stewarts or not?

  I drive back to the house and the lights are off so I sneak back to the pool area and go to the pool house. I turn the light on in the pool house and I find Marline lying in bed. She sits up and smiles. Is she in a different nighty? This one was just a short kimono like dress. She looked beautiful with her hair down and sleepy hair. Marline got on her knees and smiled at me.

  “Welcome home.” Marline smiled. I smile back at her and I put take off my boots and sit on the bed with her. I face the door and start taking my socks off. Marline comes up behind me and starts kissing my neck. I lean my head back and sigh. She knows all of my spots. My mind goes to Gemma and that poor girl’s face. I turn around and look into Marlines eyes.

  “Marline? Who is Gemma?” I ask. She looks at me and instantly gets mad. I’m afraid she might hit me so I stand up and get away from her.

  “Why do you ask?” Marline asked in a hard tone.

  “I met her tonight.” I said.

  “How did you meet her?” Marline asked. She was standing now and was texting someone. Was she texting Chandler? What was I going t to tell her?

  “I met her at a diner. I went to catch a drink with Juan because we’ve become friends and I saw her there. When she found out I was working for you guys she said she used to work for you.” I said. It was a lie but I wasn’t about to get Juan in trouble.

  “Oh, really?” Chandler walks
in and all he has on is a pair of flannel pajama pants.

  “Yes.” I said.

  “What did she say to you?” Marline asked in the same hard tone.

  “She just said that she used to work for you and it didn’t end so well and she had a scar on her face. But, that was there before she worked for you right?” I asked.

  “Yes. Of course. Did she say that it happened when she worked here?” Marline asked.

  “Well, she didn’t really say anything about it. I’m sorry I shouldn’t have brought it up. Can we just let it go?” I ask.

  “No you shouldn’t of.” Marline said and she and Chandler left the pool house.

  What did I do? I’m going to get fired and have to go back to my apartment and I’m going to break Macy’s heart. Why did I even say anything? I could have just continued with Marline and everything would have been fine. Why do I have to ask questions all of the time. Chandler comes back in about twenty minutes later.

  “Hey, I’m sorry about that. Marline and she didn’t get along much. It was more of me that wanted to hire her. She says that Marline hit her and she fell into that nightstand.” Chandler said. I look over at the nightstand and there was a very small chip out of it. Maybe it did happen but I wasn’t about to be the one who made it bigger. “Please come sit. I assure you we are not bad people. We just have a certain taste in employees. And, like Marline said earlier, if you don’t feel comfortable anymore we can stop and you can live here and be the housekeeper. We have no problem with that.” Chandler said.

  I sit next to him and he brushes my hair behind my ear. One curl must have popped out of my loose bun. He leans in and waits for me to protest and when I don’t he kisses me. I kiss him back and he brings his muscular arms around me to bring me into an embrace. I could feel his arms wrap around me and his hands start to explore my entire body.

  “I didn’t really get to touch you last time. I want to touch every part of you and see every inch of your flawless caramel skin. You have no idea how beautiful you are do you?” Chandler stands up and pulls my dress up over my head and places it on the floor. Sitting next to me again he kisses me and undoes my bra and places it with my dress. Instead of taking off my panties he lays me down and grazes my pelvic area with his fingertips.

  I close my eyes and I concentrate on every feeling and everything going on. I graze my fingertips on his chest and I feel every curve and ridge in his muscles. I trace his waist band and inch his pants down his hips. His hands are still exploring my entire body except for what was under my panties. He takes his time to get down their making every moment tantalizing and making me want him even more. Getting between my legs I feel his erection on my clit. He rubs up against me and I moan out loud. Finally he takes off my panties and puts a condom on.

  He enters me and I moan. I feel the whole of him and he pumps in deeper and makes me moan even louder. He leans down and kisses me and as we kiss he pumps in and out of me, each time he gets deeper and deeper. I wrap my legs around his waist and I feel the rush down there but I tighten my kegels and he moans. We find our release together and he kisses me down my jaw to my breast.

  I still feel him just as hard inside of me and we keep at the same pace for a while longer and then he starts at a faster pace and we climax together once more and we moan out loud. He collapses down next to me and catching our breath we both grab a cigarette.

  Chapter Ten

  For the next couple of months we continued this and I didn’t hear much of Juan. I felt terrible for ending things the way I did. I told him I didn’t want to stop. But, to be honest I was terrified. There were a few times that I felt that I wasn’t entirely safe with Marline there. She looked at me like she was going to pounce if I defied her.

  Tonight they wanted to have another threesome and I told them I was on my period and my cramps were very bad. I took some Midol and went to bed early. I had some very weird dreams. I was lying in my bed alone and Chandler came in and lay next to me. He tried to touch me and I tried to push him off. He became rough and held me down. He got on top of me and tried to tear at my clothes.

  I fought back and finally got him off and Marline came in and hit me right in the face, knocking me off of my feet. I tried to crawl into the bathroom and she pulled at me. I could hear a buzzing sound and I snapped awake. I was sweating and trying to catch my breath. I called Juan and he answered almost immediately.

  “Joan?” He sounded frantic.

  “Juan. I need to talk to you.” I said. I was Saturday, so I was off. I wanted to leave I could.

  “Are you ok? I haven’t heard from you in months.” Juan said.

  “Yeah. I’m sorry for that. Can I see you today?” I ask.

  “I’m out in Santa Barbara. If you’d like you can meet me out here.” Juan said.

  “Send me the address to your Abuela’s diner and I’ll meet you there ok?” I said. We hung up the phone and Juan sends me the address.

  I get up out of bed and put on a pair of jeans and a tank. I put on my boots and leather jacket. It was fall and it was a bit cold. It didn’t get very cold in L.A. but, it got chilly. I walk into the main house and Chandler and Marline are sitting on the couch with Macy. I walk into the living room and they look up at me smiling.

  “I’m going to meet a friend in Santa Barbara today. I’ll be out most of the day. If I end up staying with them I’ll call you. Ok? Call me if you need me to come home though ok?” I said.

  “Ok. Have fun Joan”. Marline looks back at the TV. “Be careful.” She added. I walk out of the door and put the address in my GPS. It said it would take me about an hour and a half if I take the interstate.

  I hope on I-5 and just drive. My radio is blasting and my eyes are tear stained. I didn’t even bother putting on make-up because I’ve been crying myself to sleep for the past month. I have been having that recurring dream for over a month now and every time it terrifies me. I hope that Juan can help me because that is the only way I’m going to get out of there. I’m going to be black listed I know it but I want out. I don’t want to be a maid for the rest of my life anyway.

  Chapter Eleven

  I pull into Sweeties and Juan is standing outside waiting on me. I had called him when I got off US-101. When I got out of my car I walked up to him and hugged him. I didn’t want to let go and I started crying into his shoulder. He held me for a moment and I stood up and looked hat his handsome caring face. He was filled with concern and fear.

  “Come inside. Let’s get something to eat.” Juan grabbed my hand and we sat at a corner table so we wouldn’t be disturbed. A waitress came over and poured me some coffee. It was only 10:00 cause I left at 8:30. It was still breakfast time.

  “Would you like to order now?” Stephanie asked. Stephanie was a short white girl with long blond hair and blue eyes.

  “I’ll have the eggs benedict and what would you like Joan?” Juan asked.

  “Waffles and sausage please.” I said. Stephanie took our order and went off to the back. “Juan I need your help.” I said. I look into his eyes and his brown eyes full of concern make me want to cry again.

  “Did something happen?” Juan asked.

  “Well, the reason I stopped talking to you was because they found out that I had met Gemma and Marline got very mad and then Chandler went to the main house with her and then came back. Juan Chandler and I had sex that but only because I felt like I had to so they wouldn’t hurt me.” I said. Juan’s parts his lips and then his jaw hardens.

  “Why didn’t you call me? I would have helped you. I would have gotten you out of there.” Juan said.

  “It wasn’t that bad until.” I stopped and looked down.

  “Until what Joan? What happened to you?” Juan asked.

  “I started having these frightening dreams.” I said. “Nightmares that happen every single night for over a month and I would wake up every night sweating and trying to catch my breath.” I explained.

  “What happened in these nightmares?” Juan asked.<
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  “I dream of Chandler trying to rape me and Marline beating me when I try to get away. I can never finish it because my alarm always goes off exactly at 7:30 every morning. Otherwise I wake up having to fight to breath, because if I go further into my dream Marline is choking me. Without fail every time.” I said.

  “Oh mi Bonita. I have to get you out of there. I’m sorry I didn’t try to contact you. I just thought that this is what you wanted. So I didn’t press the issue anymore. Tell me has Marline put her hands on you?” Juan asked.

  “Almost. She’s raised her hand a few times, but can never go through with it.” I said.

  “Stay with me tonight. I promise I’ll protect you. We can figure out what to do tomorrow. But, today we are going to get this off of your mind. I want to show you Santa Barbara.” Juan said.

  We eat our food and get into Juan’s car. I had parked my car out back so his grandmother could watch it. He drove me all over Santa Barbara and it was breathtaking. We ended up at the beach and he grabbed a bag out of the trunk of his car and we walked to the shore. Juan put out a big blanket and two towels. There was also a picnic basket and bottles of water.

  “Are we having a picnic?” I ask.

  “Yes. I want you to watch the sunset with me while we eat dinner. How does subs made by my Abuela? I’m telling you this woman is a wizard in the kitchen.” Juan said.

  “Sounds great.” I said. We sat and at our sandwiches. The sun started going down and I looked over at Juan and he was looking up at the sky in awe. He was beautiful. His skin town was perfect and every bone was perfect. Why did I choose them over him? He was a good man and I knew I had made a mistake when I didn’t call him back. He looked over at me and laughed a little bit and looked at me in the eyes. We stayed like this for a moment and then he leaned over and kissed me. I didn’t want this moment to end. It was the most perfect ending to a wonderful day.