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“I have you,” he repeated as if under a spell and I nodded.
“So do you wanna get freaky?” I smiled widely, wiggling my eyebrows at him.
He mirrored my expression and nodded. “Fuck yeah I do.”
I nodded and took the leather handcuffs on the table. He had requested for role playing equipment; handcuff, spanking paddle, choker, and more. Now he would be getting a taste for his own medicine.
His eyes widened when he saw me trying to cuff his arm to the bed stand. “Girl, you are bad,” he praised and I nodded.So bad.
I cuffed his hands to the stand and proceeded to tie his legs together. I didn’t need to cover his mouth or anything since the VIP room he was in was soundproof. No matter how much he shouted, no one would hear a thing.
He was so lost in the pleasure that he thought we were having fun. Well I was, but he wouldn’t be in a couple of minutes to come.
I rose up and gave him a kiss on his neck. He threw his neck back to give me more access.
“You seem to like younger girls,” I said to him and he nodded hysterically.
“Yeah, a lot,” he murmured as I continued to place kisses on his neck and he moaned.
Honestly, this got me turned on. A grown ass man with his legs and hands tied up for me, looking so vulnerable and unaware of the fact that I could hurt him and that Iwould actuallyhurt him.
“What was the youngest pussy you had?” I interrogated and he smirked.
“Ah you know…” he started. “I don’t think I specifically remember who she was.” I grabbed his neck softly. “Blue,” he moaned.
“Be a good boy and try to remember. There’s a reward for every answer you give,” I said to him and his eyes lit up.
“Well, it’s just a girl that my dad brought home for us.” My fingers balled into a fist at his answer. I was just a girl their dad brought home for them? Was that what they all thought of me?
I was the daughter of their father’s best friend. They all used to be nice to me and I saw them as my brothers. But they had been thinking of me as the girl their dad brought home for them to use.
I bit back tears. It was not the time to be vulnerable. I would never let anyone see me like this. This was Jordan trying to come out, but I would not let her. I needed Alex because she would get the job done clean and nice withoutanyemotion disrupting her.
“Wow your dad must be nice to bring a girl for you to use for your pleasure.” I smiled at him and he chuckled, nodding. I pulled his shirt halfway and ran my hands down his spine. “What was her name?”
“I can’t remember that, Love. It’s been so long.” Yes, it had been long. That meant if he didn't remember, then the others wouldn’t since he was the oldest and it should have been fresh in his memory.
“Jordan Vincenzo?” I guessed for him and he nodded, smiling at me. His eyes shone proudly, as if he was impressed that I knew the name.
“Girl you’re smart, that’s true… Wait, how do you know her name?” His smile fell and he narrowed his eyes at me, furrowing his eyebrows in suspicion.
About damn time to get suspicious.
I gripped his jaw gently to look at me. “Because sir, I am her.” I gripped tighter and he grimaced. I might not have big hands, but I had trained hands.
Immediately after that statement, I yanked my knife from my waistline and stabbed it in his thigh. He screamed in horror.
And there you have it ladies and gentlemen, the once horny thirty-three-year-old man now scared as hell.
I twisted the knife in his thigh as he continued screaming and I grabbed the back of his head to bring him closer to me. “Hello Uncle Troy. It’s so nice to meet you again.” I ran my eyes down his body in disgust. “And like this.”
I removed my knife from his thighs and admired his blood dripping from my beautiful blade. It was the first blood of an Antonio and I should take a picture to cherish it, but goddamn the phone that’s not here with me.
“I never thought the whole ‘beautiful damsel on stage’ trope would get you, but I forgot that you are a man. Not just a man, you are an Antonio.” I snarled, while tears streamed down his eyes as he felt the pain from the injury.
“Blue… Jordan please, please I’m sorry,” he begged and I laughed.
“Funny enough, I said the same thing those nights and days you snuck up. Isn’t Karma so beautiful?” I laughed again, but he refused to join me, which made me even angrier.