I shot off like a geyser in her pussy until my balls were empty and still we didn’t stop moving against each other.
“I love you Gabriella, never forget that again, I love you.” I kissed her all over her face and neck until she calmed and her limbs relaxed around me and fell to the bed.
I moved to lay beside her but she grabbed onto me again. “No don’t leave me.”
“Shh, it’s okay I’m not leaving you, it’s okay.” I ended up having to stay on top of her to make her happy. I was crushing her into the bed but she didn’t seem to mind.
When I knew that my weight was getting to be too much I rolled with her in my arms and held her close.
“Why baby? Why did you do this to yourself?” She tensed against me for a minute before answering.
“I thought you didn’t want me anymore.” Her voice was so soft. I had to bend to hear her.
“I’ll always want you baby. I told you I loved you, didn’t I?”
“Yes, but that last night you were so angry, you wouldn’t even look at me, you…” she broke down again and I held her while reassuring her of my love and promising her that I would never send her away again.
After reading her journal, I had already come to that conclusion. I’d seen banishment as the ultimate punishment, but I had no idea she would get it into her head that I was sending her away forever.
She almost killed her fucking self because I was a stupid fuck; some protector I turned out to be.
***
For the next few days, I kept a watchful eye on her. She seemed to be doing much better but she was still clingy and unsure of herself. My little farm girl had lost a little bit of her spark.
It was coming up on the time she would have to leave for her shoot in Europe, her body was still fighting to regain the weight she’d lost and I had to basically force feed her some days.
Since I was no longer willing to force her to do anything she didn’t want to, it was tough going. At least she was beginning to lose that gaunt look from her face and I had lost my fear that she was going to drift away.
Tonight was the big night of Marion’s award show. I had explained my new relationship with Josh after he refused to stay the fuck away and she was a lot apprehensive the first time he showed up at the apartment.
I hadn’t told her all that we had planned but she knew that he was Marion’s son. He was afraid that she wouldn’t forgive him for what he tried to do to her, but I could’ve told him that my little girl had a heart of gold.
I left them to deal with their shit and dealt with his head shaking and mumbling about what a dick I was. I only had to threaten to kick his ass twice to get him to let up.
Between the two of us, we got her to leave the bedroom and sit with us in the study or the entertainment room to watch movies or play one of the video games.
She was still a little withdrawn, but I could see a vast improvement from the half dead girl I’d found on that farm.
Every night when I put her to bed, she’d hold onto me until I made love to her and she fell asleep in my arms. Still, there was something missing. I guess it was going to take us both some time to get back on track.
Each time I passed the playroom, I felt the pull and was mad at myself for still needing that life. I was tearing myself apart but I could do it for her.
Sometimes while I was fucking her, I’d imagine the things I still wanted to do to her, but I always brought myself back from the brink.
She only called me Callan these days and I hadn’t called her Kitten since I’d brought her home.
In my heart she’d always be my Kitten, but that was part of another life another time.
***
That night, I let her choose her own clothes, she seemed a little hurt by my decision but that couldn’t be right. Of course she chose something I hated but I couldn’t say shit.
It was the damn winter white pantsuit that I’d bought her only because she’d liked it so much and I was such a sap.
She wore her hair up in some sort of twist instead of down the way she knew I liked. I bit my tongue when she asked me how she looked and told her she looked fine.
She was still wearing her collar and I reminded myself that I had to find something to replace it. The thought made me angry for some fucked up reason and I decided to table it for now.
We showed up late purposely and took seats in the back. The show had already started and people were already taking to the podium giving speeches about Marion’s great achievements.
I don’t know how she’d managed to keep news of her sacking private this long but no one here seemed to know that she was unemployed.
She sat up front looking like what the world believed her to be. There were people there from the magazine as they had been invited before everything had gone down.
I wonder what those who really knew her were thinking as they sat there hearing her accolades? At least one person involved wasn’t a fan, because they had allowed Josh to have his five minutes.
That could be because I’d added my weight and told the organizers that it was just a little thank you we’d put together.
When it was time for Josh to do his thing, I thought he would be nervous or wanting to pull out. She was still his mother after all. But I had underestimated his resentment of her he was only too gung ho when the guy signaled him to get ready.
Kitten grabbed my hand and squeezed when he disappeared behind the curtain. She didn’t know what was about to take place but she knew it wasn’t going to be good for aunt Marion.
I couldn’t find it in me to feel sorry for what was about to happen. I’d finally got ahold of the woman that had approached us in the museum.
She was an actress or was training to be one. Marion had approached her with a job offer, convincing the unsuspecting young woman that she was just playing a harmless joke on an old friend.
She was mortified and full of apologies when I told her the truth, but I couldn’t blame her it wasn’t her fault.
“Good evening ladies and gentlemen, none of you here know me so let me introduce myself. I’m the new editor of La Femme magazine.”
I noticed he didn’t give his name just his title, that’s how we’d planned it. Marion might not recognize her son but she sure would recognize his name, the name her aunt and uncle had given him.
“I’m here tonight to honor my mother…” There were a lot of murmurs throughout the room. Many were just realizing that he was claiming the job title that had been Marion’s for the past five years.
Some people sat forward in their seats sensing that something big was about to happen. Marion was looking around at a lost and Kitten was digging her nails into me.
“Most of you know Marion Chester as the vibrant business woman you see here before you tonight. I bet none of you knew she grew up on a dirt farm in rural Nebraska.” The titters were getting louder and all eyes were shifting to the lady of the hour.
“What you farther don’t know, is that little Marion was quite the slut…”
“Oh shit.” I mumbled under my breath, the boy was going off script.
Now the murmurs were turning into sounds of outrage.
“Such a slut was dear old mom that when she turned up pregnant at fifteen she had no idea who the father of her child was.” It was then Marion jumped to her feet and started demanding security to remove the young man who had obviously been paid by someone out to discredit her.
No one paid her any mind they were too busy trying to hear every word of the young man’s discourse. Cameras rolled and flashbulbs went off.
Some people were even using their cell phones to record.
“If that wasn’t bad enough, she found a gullible aunt and uncle to take responsibility for her mistake with the promise that if they footed the bill for her education she would one day come back for that child.”
Kitten was crying and holding onto me as she listened to her friend tell his story of abuse at the hands of the people who had promised to
care for him but who had lost all interest when their niece reneged on their deal and instead of coming back for him abandoned her son in a most spectacular way.
“I guess I should thank you for not flushing me mom. Congratulations on all you’ve achieved.” With that he left the podium.
The place was in an uproar. Marion went from being lauded to shunned in the space of five minutes.
I guess most could forgive a fifteen year old girl her indiscretions but they couldn’t overlook the woman turning her back on her own blood once she’d made it.
I grabbed Kitten and headed for the door but not before making eye contact with Marion one last time.
Josh refused my offer to come back to the apartment, he just wanted to be alone he said but he’d be by tomorrow.
I took Kitten home with plans to put her to bed early. She was still a little raw yet and tonight had been a bit too much.
When we reached the apartment, she just crawled into my lap and cuddled while I held her close and soothed her.
“Are you okay baby, it wasn’t too much?”
“No, I’m fine. I just feel so bad for Josh. What an awful woman.” We sat in silence after that before I took her to bed and loved her until she fell asleep.
The next day as I was coming down the hallway, I caught her standing outside the playroom door trying to open it. I ducked into the nearest room and watched her.
I didn’t know what to make of it when her shoulders slumped and she walked away dejected.
***
The next few days, we were getting back to normal. Josh started his new job and I went back to work leaving Kitten home alone.
That first night when I got home she was packing. “What are you doing?”
“I’m leaving.” She moved around the room throwing things into bags, her face like a storm cloud.
“Come again?”
“I said I’m leaving. Which part of that didn’t you understand?” She raised her voice to me for the first time and I felt my blood start to heat up.
“Put that down.” I took the clothes from her hands and she swung at me. What the fuck?
“Settle down, what’ gotten into you?”
“I don’t want to be here with you anymore you make me sick I hate you.” She was screaming and yelling and acting like she’d lost her damn mind, which apparently she had if she thought she was leaving me.
“Too fucking bad you’re not going anywhere.”
“You can’t stop me, now let me go you, you, asshole.” Her eyes widened when she said the word, I bet it was the first time she’d ever said that word in her life.
Whatever, I’d had enough of her shit. I’ve been walking around on eggshells for days trying to give her what she wanted and this was the fucking thanks I get, fuck that.
“Who the fuck are you talking to?” I pulled her over to the bed and she struggled and swore some more. I pulled down the jeans she was wearing. I’m burning those shits as soon as I was done with her ass.
“You, do, not, ever, speak, to, me, like, that, ever.” I spanked her ass after each word. She wailed and kicked and thrashed around on my lap but I turned a deaf ear to her pleas.
When her ass was red and hot to the touch and my hand stung I came back to my senses. What the fuck was I doing?
I started to turn her over to apologize then I felt the wetness on my thigh. It had soaked through my pants. She was getting off on this.
I decided to test her to see if I was right. I dragged her down the hallway to the playroom. Fishing the keys out of my pocket I unlocked the door and pulled her inside. I locked the door and walked across the room.
“Get over here.” I pointed to the spot in front of me. She walked over with her head down.
“What do you have to say for yourself?
“I’m sorry Master, I don’t know what came over me.” My heart and cock leapt at her words. Her eyes went around the room and she sighed.
I wanted to hug her to me but that would have to wait for later. I had to be sure, no more fuck ups. I kept my voice stern when I spoke to her.
“You were disobedient and rude do you know the penalty for that kind of behavior?”
“No Master please, I won’t do it again.” She fell to her knees and got into submissive pose. Head bent to the floor, hands clasped behind her back. I closed my eyes for a split second and got myself together.
My cock leaked and I started to remove my clothes slowly while looking down at her in a pose I thought never to see again. When I was finally naked, I picked her up from the floor and tore the shirt and panties from her body roughly.
She was shaking like a leaf but I saw the look in her eyes. My little farm girl was getting her spark back.
I walked over to the chest and got out what I needed and lined them up on the table. Walking back over to her I ordered her to look at me.
“So, why were you so disobedient?” I clamped her nipple and she flinched and tried to pull away. “Be still or you will be sorry.” She stood still as a statue. I clamped the other one and pinched her nipples.
“I’m waiting, why did you think you could speak to me in such a disrespectful manner?”
She blushed and bit her lip. “I wanted to make you mad sir.”
“Spread your legs.” I attached the clamps to her cunt lips and sat on the chair in front of her.
“Are you allowed to misbehave yourself like that; do you think it pleases me to see you act like a spoilt bitch?”
“No sir.” She sniffled and shuffled from leg to leg.
“What are you Kitten?” her head came up at her name and her eyes sparkled.
“I’m yours sir.” I slapped her tit making it swing and pull on the clamp in her pussy.
“What else?” I barked at her.
“I’m yours to do with as you please sir.”
“That’s’ right. And now I will use your body for my own pleasure and you will take everything I give you without complaint. One word out of you and I will stop.”
She followed me over to the cross and I strapped her on with her arms and legs spread wide.
“You will count each lash and tell me what you are sorry for.” I started out slow, lashing the fleshy part of her ass while she cried and told me of her misdeeds.
I was surprised when she mentioned the night in California and how she had become jealous when she saw the other woman there. How she was already feeling raw because I was giving her the silent treatment and that just set her on the wrong course.
I didn’t tell her that the woman was part of a set-up by Marion that could wait for later. Right now I needed to reforge the bond that we had lost, that had almost slipped through my fingers because I thought she needed something else from me.
***
We were in there for two hours. I went harder on her than I ever had before and she took it all. Her ass was a red mess by the time I was through, not to mention her tits and cunt lips where I’d let the whip land a few times.
I pushed her farther and farther but she never once complained and of course I never went beyond what I knew my beautiful girl could handle.
I finally took her down and laid her on the bed to clean her up. While rubbing lotion into the welts on her ass my cock leaked pre-cum all over her ass and down her thighs. I had been hard for the past two and a half hours but refused to take her.
She’d begged me at one point during her punishment but I hadn’t relented. Instead I’d whipped her harder telling her that bad little girls didn’t deserve my cock. That only seemed to make her beg even more.
I worked the lotion into her ass and she cooed and sighed, rubbing her pussy into the mattress. I fingered her pussy and she was drenched. It was too much. Lifting her to her knees I slipped into her, going balls deep in one stroke.
“Now I’m going to fuck your little pussy hard, take it.” I slammed into her, my hips grinding into her abused ass with each stroke into her pussy.
“Fuck me Master, harder, deeper please, I ne
ed your cum…ahhhhh.” I pulled her clit where the clamp had left her a little swollen and she flooded my cock with pussy juice.
“Please let me cum, I need to cum, nnnnhhhhgggghh.” I slapped her ass hard and stopped moving.
“No, you’ll cum when I say.”
She pounded the bed with her fists and pushed back against my cock. She was wilder than I had ever seen her before, her head swinging from side to side and back and forth on her neck.
“Who do you belong to Kitten?”
“You sir, only you.”
“Is this mine?” I covered her pussy with my hand and bit her ear.
“Yes, oh yes, please.”
“And this?” I covered her tit.
“Yours, all yours sir.” She was crying and moaning as she rode back on my cock taking my whole length and grinding her ass into me.
“This?” I covered her heart as I whispered the word softly and pulled out of her. Now she cried softly as I covered her body with mine and surged back into her.
“Yours master all of me belongs to you.”
“That’s right little Kitten all mine, now and always.” I loved her slowly then, holding her close and whispering words of love in her ear.
“Cum on my cock baby.” She let go with a howl and soaked me, and the bed. I wasn’t too far behind her and gave her my seed with a loud growl.
That night I marked her for the first time since I brought her home; she was a mess.
Chapter 32
Well, as you can expect things were back on track after that with a few tweaks here and there. I’m not sure what she’d expected from her little stunt but she now found her little ass even more restricted than before. She had no idea what she did when she loosed that beast.
I added a few new rules or shall we say I expanded on them. Couldn’t have too many rules because the only way to ensure that rules are obeyed is to check on them. I didn’t want her bogged down with too many and I didn’t want to spend unnecessary time overseeing shit, I’m not into micromanagement.
She was now forbidden to wear pants at all not just in the house; the shits had started too much trouble already anyway.
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