Punishing Felicity

When I got inside my apartment and flicked the lights on, I immediately felt something's not right. The hairs at my nape stood, my heartbeat went erratic and my instinct told me to leave the place ASAP. But I braved myself and stepped inside my living room while my eyes frantically scanned the entire space of my unit.

Everything seemed to be at their right places at first sweep of my eyes. But I noticed a few changes from here and there. The magazines which were once neatly arranged in my bureau were now aligned in askew. One chair was moved and the lamp at the corner was now facing backwards where it's usually and should be facing upfront.

I heard a squeak of a floorboard at the second floor and my eyes instantly flew at the ceiling. someone's really here. Sweat broke out of my pores as I began to slowly walk towards the staircase and almost tiptoed my way to the second floor. Since the burglar hadn't known my presence yet, I'd attack first. The son of a bitçh mustn't get out of my place alive.

I balled my fists and stood at my bedroom door. There's no mistaking the sound I heard earlier came from my room. I've had a loose floorboard just below my closet. It's where I installed my vault and the motherfuçker just stepped on it. He's probably seen and discovered it now. Unless he knew my combinations, he wouldn't, couldn't get a dime out of it, anyway.

I kicked my door hard before the hinges gave in and the panel collapsed flat on the floor. With my six-foot six-inch height and two-hundred-pound weight, it's not a surprise such frail wooden door would instantly break.

I heard a sharp gasp before my eyes landed on a black figure. I quickly ran towards where he stood, releasing an open hand strike to his jaw before he quickly dropped to the floor. He's short and stocky and most certainly weak. Because he shouldn't even lose consciousness from that assault. Perhaps a little dizzy but not entirely put to sleep. I pulled the ski mask he had on his face and it's I who took a sharp gasp this time.

"Felicity," I softly said.

A bruise was quickly forming on her jaw from the hit I gave her and my heart beat impossibly faster. Fuçk! I shouldn't have done it! But how would I know it was her? It's instinct that dictated me to strike first before the burglar could attack. And what was this little girl even doing in my place? I couldn't believe she's stealing from me!

This girl had been a drifter. I first saw her from the other city I passed by when I first came here. At first I thought she was just a child because she's so short, probably five flat, and fat. When I stopped at the next gas station and a quick bite, she peered into my car while I watched her from inside the store. She tried opening the door but my Lambo just cried out a protesting sound.

I should be pissed because she's trying to steal from my car yet I couldn't help but feel sympathy for her. So I bought her food and some commercial clothes from the store before going out to meet the kid. When we're finally face to face, it's then I realized she's not a child at all.

Felicity was the name she gave me and she's twenty-two years old. Beautiful blue eyes, long messy curls, high cheekbones and little dimples at each corner of her pouty lips. What I first thought were fat in her body was actually baggy clothes she wore. But there's no denying the bouncing tïts she hid beneath those scraps and the fat aśs she didn't even realize would launch her a million in an ad department.

Shed stowed away from home and didn't tell me her reasons why. She was happy when I gave her the things I bought her and even drove her to the next city when she asked me to. I dropped her off somewhere in the suburbs, still a little further from the main city. Ever since that day, we kept crossing paths with each other and I'd treat her food or sometimes buy her another fresh clothes.

In turn, Felicity offered to help me unpack my things once my moving van arrived. I let her and even felt grateful because she's really good around the house. It's why my place was so neat and cleanly put together. She came every weekend to offer cleaning my place in exchange for food and clothes. We've done it for almost three months. But last month, she stopped coming over. I thought she went to another city to continue drifting and even felt a pinching pain at the thought that I've lost her.

I thought I've developed a good, honest relationship with her to be considered as her friend. So I couldn't understand why she's trying to steal from me now. Moreover, how did she manage to get into my tightly secured home? My jaw ticked at the thought that crossed my mind. Maybe those coming over were actually her way to familiarize my place. Bad news, I practically fell to her bait just because I found her beautiful and so fuçking desirable.

I crouched down and inspected her body. I managed to retrieve one of my Rolex from her pocket, a switch knife, pins and some śhit I knew were used for breaking in. I frisked around her for more but it seemed her layered clothes hindered me to fully inspect her body. So I started shedding her clothes one by one.

There were exactly five shirts beneath her coat and a tank top as the last piece. I took it all and froze for a moment at the sight of her huge tïts. She had no bra on. My coçk stirred beneath my pants. I quickly shook my head and continued taking her pants this time. A pair of sweat pants and two loose shorts were pulled from her body in one forceful tug. She also had no panties on her little bald cünt. My coçk was now standing hard and straight to attention. Fuçk!

A small .380 caliber berretta was securely strapped around her right thigh which made me ground my jaw. What the fuçk was she doing with a gun? I carefully took the weapon from her, inspected the magazine, surprised when it wasn't even loaded before putting it away. The next thing I inspected was the clear goggles that was handwoven on the ski mask she wore. I quickly noticed the camera installed at the frame and crashed it with the heel of my palm.

I forced Felicity's mouth open and inspected her teeth for anything suspicious. She could be bugged. I knew the drill because I'm the founder of one of the leading security firms in the country, after all. I raked her hair and massaged her scalp. Nothing. The last SOP I should be doing made me pause.

My eyes flickered up to Felicity's still unconscious state. Compared to my thirty-five years of existence, she's so fuçking young and beautiful. The first time I saw her, I thought I've seen what perfection and purity looked like. But now that I found her breaking into my home, life indeed, was a fuçking joke. Truly, one could never trust the book's cover.

I blew out a heavy breath before grasping both of her thighs to raise them high and spread them wide. I growled at the sight of a tiny chip clamped between her puśsy lips. I plucked it and knocked my fist on it repeatedly until it splintered to tiny pieces. Fuçking hell! Who the fuçk sent her here?

When I'm finally satisfied with my inspection, I carried her up to my bed and tossed her on it. I ran to my bathroom and took cords and duct tape from the low cabinets. When I returned, I quickly tied her wrists on the headboard while her ankles on the bedposts. she's now spread wide eagle before I snatched the tape to seal her mouth.

“Jeremy!"

My eyes widened when Felicity has finally woken up. Her mouth opened to scream but I quickly slapped a strip of duct tape on her mouth. She struggled and writhed against her binds while she looked at me with pleading eyes. She'd used that on me before but I wouldn't be fooled twice.

"Who the fuçk sent you here?" I asked her menacingly as I stood beside my bed.

"Hmm! Hmm! Hmm!" Felicity moved her head from side to side just as her eyes watered.

I quickly looked away because I might suddenly go crazy and believe her act and free her from her binds. I couldn't report her to the police. Not yet anyway. I wanted to be the first to know who's the bastard that's behind this. I wanted to take the law to my hands to whoever's behind fuçking up my privacy and security.

"Don't try so hard with the water works, Felicity." I told her as I paced the floor beside my bed while my eyes roamed around her nubile curvaceous, naked body. “There's no way I'll believe you again. Not this time, no way. But I've to tell you, you really had me believed. Damn! You fooled me!" I growled the last words I said while hating myself for believing such fake innocence she had.

I stopped moving and studied her again. From the rioting golden curls of her hair, her angelic perfect face, to her plump breaśts and thin waist down to her flaring hips and the puśsy that's taunting me and making me crazy. I stared at the thin slit between her thighs and felt myself hardened even more. I continued the downward path of my gaze to her shapely creamy thighs until my eyes settled on her tiny dainty feet. 'Perfection'.

'Fake!' I wanted to scream out my anger. Without even thinking what I was doing, I was shedding my own clothes until I'm as näked as she was before I joined her in bed. Felicity was panting through her nose, her eyes were glued to my twelve-inch diçk with thick protruding veins and precüm at the bulbous tip from my heavily filled sacs.

"You liked what you see, Felicity?" I asked in a grin before rubbing my coçk with my fist up and down. "Don't worry, you'll have it."

"Hmm!" Felicity resumed thrashing in my bed, her eyes were now covered with her hair.

With the force of her move, the tie around one of her ankles loosened and she aimed her foot to kick me on the chest. But I quickly caught her leg and held it up high above so her puśsy was now wide open for me.

I crouched down and inhaled her aroma. I groaned at the delicious scent she emitted. I took a single swipe of my tongue over her slit. Felicity cried out through the duct tape just as her hips jerked at the touch. But I didn't catch her taste from that slight contact. So I sprawled between her thighs and held her in place with my wide shoulders before attacking her cünt with my mouth.

Her dry puśsy instantly soaked through with both of my saliva and her own excited juices. She's so fuçking sweet and addicting. There's a distinct taste she had I've never experienced from other women before. I continued lapping her twät, coaxing more fluid from her extra tight channel with my tongue while I used my thumb to play with her çlit.

Felicity thrashed even more wildly as she cried out in probably horror or pleasure. I couldn't tell. But I'm most certainly enjoying her juicy cünt. I've lüsted for her for so long, after all. I think this should be a good payback of what she did to me. Fuçking traitor!

I didn't let up eating her cünt until her stomach trembled and her thighs squeezed around my head before I tasted the sweetest nectar of her orgaśm. I smothered my face on her cünt in my attempt to catch every drop inside my mouth while groaning with gusto at her flavorful taste.

I was panting with so much luśt when I finally emerged from between her thighs. With quick and sure move, I positioned myself until I was hovering on top of her with her loose leg bent to her shoulder. I dipped my cçk into her opening and groaned when her small hole denied me entrance.

This would be so fuçking good. She's so goddamn tight! I pushed and forced my head until her puśsy lips popped and allowed an inch of me inside her. My eyes crossed at the tight feeling of her around my coçk head. I adjusted my body until I had taken leverage on the headboard while gripping her thigh tight in my other hand before I lunged forward.

"Fuçk!" I howled so loud just as Felicity's spine arched up so high.

Fuçk! Fuçk! Fuçk! She's a vïrgin! So fuçking tight. I choked out another howl and dropped my body over her tiny frame. The move sent me deeper into her until I felt her cervix at the tip of my coçk. My gut was tensed and my breathing uneven. I shut my eyes closed and fell into shame as I suddenly came deep inside her.

No thruśt, no move and I just came. Fuçking çunt would be the death of me! I opened my eyes when I realized Felicity stopped thrashing. When our eyes met, hers were huge in surprise and confusion while I glared down at her in accusation. I gently pulled out but rammed my still hard and unsated cock back again, hitting her cervix for sure. I pulled again and thruśt forward. Pulled and thruśt. Pulled and thruśt.

I leaned down to take one perfectly erect pink nïpple into my mouth. Her body haven't been tried. So pure and so fuçking good. I groaned because the first impression I had with her purity returned. She's innocent. But fuçk! She tried to steal from me. She needed to be punished!

I rocked our bodies faster as my coçk drilled her cünt deeper. Felicity's cry of protest earlier turned into pleasurable moans and passionate pleas. I dug my hands beneath her aśs and gripped the fat cheeks tight as I began pounding away into oblivion. She wrapped her loose leg high around my waist and thruśt her pelvis up in sync with my pounding rhythm. So fuçking good!

"So good! Fuçk!" I grunted while my hips relentlessly pumped into her. "So goddamn good, Felicity! So fucking tight!”

"Hmm!" Felicity's pleasurable cry couldn't be muffled by the duct tape over her mouth. "Hmm! Hmm! Mmmm!"

Her pelvis raised higher and faster together with my pounding and I knew she's close to coming. I released one aśs cheek to play with her çlit to push her further to the cliff. Two rubs of my thumb and Felicity's bucking and thrashing more wildly as she succumbed into her great orgaśm.

When her channel narrowed even tighter, I howled so loud and my body ceased moving. My coçk started jerking and twitching before I unleashed my own hot, potent load into the gaping hole of her cervix. I instantly dropped my body prone on top of Felicity and heaved precious breaths from the goddamn blissful release I just had in my entire fuçking life.

2

Felicity was sitting curled on the bed with her knees raised to hide her chest while she covered her face with hands as she silently sobbed. The position would've hidden her nüdity from where I sat but she forgot to cross her ankles and now I'm actually gaping at her cünt that's dripping with my cüm.

I've taken off the duct tape from her mouth and released her from her binds but I slapped an electronic monitoring anklet to ground her. She must've no idea what it was because she still attempted to escape right after I tugged the cords from her. When she stepped out of my door, she suddenly dropped to the floor with body trembling in seizure at the zap she took from the anklet.

I ground my jaw at the painful sight of her like that and even hated myself for doing such thing to her. With my tightened chest, I picked her up and carried her back to my bedroom. Although Felicity wasn't fighting me, I was also cautious around her. She's my suspect after all.

When I started demanding she explained what she's trying to take from me, she started to cry. So I watched her as she wailed while my gaze kept drifting from her covered face and to her exposed dripping puśsy back and forth. I'm hard again and wanting her again. I could have her if I used my strength but that be räpe. Not that I didn't already do it earlier. She clearly didn't allow me to fuçk her and just went with it, fooling myself that it's somewhat a payback of what she did to me.

I shut myself from the guilt I'm feeling. I couldn't go easy on her. She may be a mole or an agent, who knew. Women were usually the best assets especially for infiltration because they could always fake vulnerability to use it as their weapon. I even had a number of women assets in my agency, myself. That's why I'm not letting my guard down.

Ever since I met Felicity three months ago, I have an instant attraction for her. Physically at first. My coçk would always go standing hard and throbbing whenever I'm around her presence. Hell, I even had a böner each time she crossed my mind. And she 'always' crossed my mind. Probably would be staying there for a long damn time.

After a couple of weeks, I somehow felt something more and deep developed inside me. I'm beginning to care for her. Especially when we started to spend weekends together during which she offered cleaning my place. We actually bonded together quite nicely. And fuçk! Even assigned an agent for her to keep her safe.

I've been getting reports from the men I put on her that she's a professional drifter. I didn't even fuçking know drifting was a profession now. All the men I had in my agency were competitive and top of their class. So I was suspicious when all four of them reported the same thing to me. They'd lose her every damn night fall. It's as if the girl had some powers that she'd vanish even how much close my men followed her.

That's why I'm not letting my affection and luśt for her get in the way to punish her aśs. She must be really an agent if my best men couldn't track her down during night time. I still hadn't found out where she lived at this very moment when I had the best technology to dig for facts. She's not even recorded in the system.

"I'm really sorry, Jeremy. I didn't mean to do this. I just have no choice."

"No choice about what? If you need something, you know I'll give it to you, right? You just have to ask me, Felicity." My jaw ticked while my eyes narrowed at her tearstained face. "But you broke into my home and tried stealing from me."

"I don't think you'll give it to me what I want!" She softly said before adjusting herself on the bed.

I wanted to growl because now she's successfully covered her cünt with her legs crossed before wrapping her arms around it. She looked so small and hopeless but I held myself from getting soft. I wanted to laugh at the irony of my thought. I wouldn't, couldn't make my coçk go soft at the alluring sight of her right now. Not even if I command myself to.

"Try me, Felicity." I dared.

But she just shook her head, her blonde curls bouncing and framing her pretty little face. Fuçk! When would I stop complimenting her aśs!

"Ok, let's try it again," I said before blowing a frustrated breath. "How much do you want? I might as well give it to you to save both of us this unnecessary confrontation. I hate to report you to the police, after all."

Felicity gasped before she gawked at me with fear. "Please, don't send me to the cops. I..." She swallowed and looked torn apart before her lips trembled but she bit it as if to stop herself from crying again. "I don't know what else I'd do. Why is this happening to me!"

"Then just tell me what's wrong. Goddamn it!" I couldn't help but bark at her.

"I'm not stealing because I needed your money. Something's..." She sobbed again but quickly recovered. "Please don't make me say it." She suddenly whispered as if someone might hear us.

I frowned at her before my body froze. I quickly stood and walked fast towards my laptop and clicked my security system. All signal jammers were in place and working. I clicked the history and found a breach that actually came inside my home. When I opened it, it's located inside my bedroom. Fuçk!

There's a bug in here earlier which I took from her puśsy. But I quickly shattered it with my fists. I'm hundred percent certain with my security system and it told me my place was clean. So I had to pretend that we're still being listened to to get to Felicity. Someone was only using her to plant on me. With a ticking jaw, I clicked open a clean word file and typed.

Me: 'Trust me, sweetheart. I know whats going on right now. But you have to give me a name who sent you here.'

I walked towards the bed and showed Felicity what I wrote there. She gasped after reading it before her pleading eyes looked up to me. She shook her head and pushed the laptop away.

"I don't know what you're talking about." She said but didn't look me in the eyes.

"Listen," I told her before blowing a frustrated breath. "If you don't cooperate, things will become more complicated for you. So you better tell me!"

Felicity gasped, looking from side to side as if expecting someone might actually hear us. When she looked up to me again, she suddenly leapt from the bed and ran towards the door. $hit! It's like de ja vu. She already knew she couldn't get away from me, why the hell would she still try escaping again?

"Felicity!" I growled before running after her.

She was still a few more steps away from the living room door when I captured her hair. She cried out probably at the sting of the force before I dragged her back into the couch, slamming her body down face first.

"Please, Jeremy. I beg you to just let me go."

"You think that's so easy?" I taunted before kneeling down the floor and aligning my coçk towards her cünt.

I heard Felicity gasped as she looked me over her shoulder when I played the tip of my coçk at her entrance. I glided my fat head up and down her glistening puśsy lips. A lot of my cüm had dripped out of her hole and now messing along her inner thighs. That's unacceptable! She shouldn't waste such precious fluid.

I used my coçk to catch my running sëmen along her thigh and glided it back inside her cünt. I did it in three tries, scooping my white goo and pushing it back into her puśsy. At the fourth stroke, I swiftly thruśt into her twät until I was balls deep into her, cervix smashed by my coçk head. Felicity cried out whether in pain or pleasure, I wasn't so sure. I just had to punish her for her betrayal, with lack of trust and for being stupid. She did so much stupid things to me. Perhaps fuçking her the entire night would compensate all that she'd done.

Gripping her waist, I pounded into her hard and deep. Now that her mouth had no more covering, Felicity was free to make either pleasurable or protesting sounds. And damn, I think by the way she's screaming down my house, it was absolute pleasure that she's feeling with my hard fuçking.

Sliding one hand beneath her, I captured one of her swinging breaśts and pinched her nïpple hard. My other hand found its way to her aśs, pulling one fat aśs cheek so I could look into the winking dark hole of her other orifice. My breathing began to get heavy, my moans morphing into deep guttural groans. I couldn't believe I'd sound like an animal. I've never felt so fuçking aroused like this before. Only Felicity made me feel goddamn crazy in luśt.

I pounded and pounded and pounded into her cünt, fuçking her from behind, going faster and deeper every minute that passed by. And Felicity's screams went higher and thinner with every deep strokes. She's so fuçking easy to please. Not even thirty minutes of drilling her twät and she's obviously about to cüm.

"Jeremy! Please, Jeremy! Oh, God Jeremy!" Felicity cried out just in time her cünt hole tightened around my thruśting coçk, squeezing me tight and halting my move.

"Oh, Fuçk! Felicity! $hit! Ahh! Ahh! Fuçk!" I groaned so loud and shut my eyes before unleashing my own cüm into her sucking cünt.

Raising one of Felicity's thighs, I maneuvered her body so she'd roll on her back without pulling my diçk from her. I loved being inside her way too much to miss the feeling of it so soon. So I pulled her body up until her full tïts were tightly smashed against my chest and forced her to wrap her thighs around my waist before standing to my feet.

I walked across my living room, climbed up the second floor and entered my bedroom before depositing Felicity back on my bed. With that short flight, my coçk had already gone back to its full length and hardness. I fuçked her again. And again. And again. And I've been coming and coming and coming. My thruśts were squishy and loud, abundant sëmen was making squelching sounds that's spilling out of her cünt every time I thruśt into her deep, making a white ring around the root of my coçk and frothing my nuts.

After I've deposited my fifth cüm deep into Felicity's already messy cünt, I pulled out of her and stood. Taking two belts from my closet, I wound it together and marched back into bed. I snatched the duct tape from my night table, thruśt my still hard length into Felicity's now gaping pussy before taping her ankles together behind my back. I then wrapped our waists together with the long belt I made, making sure it's tight enough that we wouldn't separate in the middle of the night.

"Jeremy, what are you doing?" Felicity asked, her voice trembling in both shock and luśt.

"Just making sure you won't take your escape while I sleep. Also, I'm not done fuçking you yet. I want to wake up with my coçk already inside you so I can fuçk you easily. Again and again, many times over the night and maybe in the morning."

"But, I'd be sore by then, Jeremy."

"Don't complain, Felicity! This is your punishment. Expect your whining and protest to fall on deaf ears. I'm not buying it."

With a few shimmying and grinding of my aśs, I finally found a comfortable position on top of Felicity. But I'm still hard and wanted to make a go again. Fuçk! So I started to move. With Felicity's ankles wrapped securely around me, I couldn't pound hard into her just the way I wanted. So my thruśts were short and jerky but it would do. I fuçked her until I orgaśmed and still ground my aśs, stirring her insides while my coçk was twitching and spitting spërm. I fuçked her through my orgaśm and hit another peak before I finally collapsed on top of her and finally slept.

3

"Oh, hmm! Jeremy! Hmm! Yes! Yes! Oh, God, Jeremy! Hmm!"

Even with my tongue thruśting deeply into Felicity's mouth, she's still able to chant and utter my name and other high praises while I deep fuçked her on bed. It's already nearing ten in the morning, yet we haven't gotten up since last night. Oh, I'm up alright. My coçk, at least. And I'm still far from being sated. Fuçking cünt ruined me. Couldn't get enough of it.

Felicity was lying on top of me right now while I fuçked her from beneath. From the moment I woke up, I've taken the belt and the duct tape off from her and fuçked her countless of times since then. My covers were seriously damped with our combined fluid, especially mine. The sheets became starchy with my dried sëmen on them. But feeling disgusted or icky with it was lost on me. All I could ever think was my diçk inside Felicity's cünt. Nothing more.

I granted Felicity's fat aśs cheek two hard slaps. My hand bounced and her muscles rippled and my pounding became harder. Felicity went wilder after that, obviously loving it. Fuçking bitçh was turning into a slüt. And I loved the transformation. My chest expanded with pride at the thought and thrill of this innocent girl turning into a sinner. There's something erotic into knowing that I've tainted her purity. No, actually not just tainting but extinguishing. Smearing her with the filth of sin. Corrupting her body. Ruining her soul.

With those thoughts in mind, my thruśts became deeper, more desperate and my groans more animalistic. I fuçked her womb, smashing it, hurting it, wanting to give Felicity both pleasure and pain. At the tightening of my balls, Felicity started to tremble with her release. I stopped moving all together and held my coçk deeply inside her before letting go of my orgaśm with my finger a knuckle deep inside Felicity's aśs.

The sweet girl collapsed on top of me, obviously tired and worn out. Didn't think I could deliver the exact line of 'fuçked six ways til Sunday'. It's more than six actually and it's not even Sunday yet. With chest still heaving, I swung my legs at the side of the bed and stood to march inside my bathroom while holding Felicity tight around my body.

I turned on the shower, set it into perfect temperature before stepping under the spray. Felicity shrieked, gasping and arms flailing. I finally let her go, putting her down to her feet and pulling my diçk from her abused cünt.

Evidences of our nonstop activity were visible all over Felicitys body. Bruises, kiss marks and burns from my six o'clock shadow marred her soft, white skin. I pulled her close to me, kissed her deeply but briefly on the mouth before taking the soap from the dish and washed her gently.

I watched as white matter started dripping from between her thighs. Glob after glob of thick sëmen squirted out of her cünt and splashing down the tiled floor. I felt a little irritated with my cüm being wasted but quickly consoled myself. I could put another fresh batch of cüm into her again. Damn, I could inject her with it nonstop with the plan I'm brewing inside my head.

After I've thoroughly washed us both, I guided Felicity into the sink, noticing her awkward steps. I grinned seeing her now bowed legs. The way she limped in front of me just made me want to fuçk her all over again. Taking a fresh toothbrush from my cabinet, I handed it to her and we both attended to our personal hygiene.

As soon as we're done, I led us back into the bedroom and quickly changed my sheets. Taking the belt with me, I pulled Felicity down my kitchen. I'm seriously famished, what with all the burning calories of our goings-on last night.

"Jeremy," Felicity called behind me as we stepped into the kitchen. "Aren't we going to put on something to wear?"

I turned around and arched a brow at her. "Did you seriously think we'll need it? While you're left alone with me, all we'll ever be doing is fuçking."

I saw her shivered, brushing a hand on her arm, probably to tame down her goosebumps. Both my eyes and diçk twitched at the sight of her nïpples hardening. Felicity began to fidget, rubbing the back of her foot on her calf. I growled, making her jump before grabbing her by the waist and perched her on the dining table.

"You behave your aśs." I pointed a finger at her.

Felicity nodded furiously, sitting straight on the table, ample breaśts thruśt out and looking delectable enough to eat. I turned around and prepared our brunch before I forgot my hunger and another appetite would be satisfied instead. I made French toasts, bacon and egg and grabbed banana and apples. I cooked for a battalion because we really needed to replenish the lost energy from last night.

"You don't drink coffee?" Felicity asked in amusement when I poured us both a glass of milk.

“You know I don't." I took a quick glance at her, knowing full well she knew this already because of her spending weekends with me before. “I indulge myself sometimes but I'm actually a milk kind of guy." My eyes went down to her generous breasts. "I'd like to fill that up with milk someday and drink straight from them."

Felicity gasped, face turning beet red as she worried her lower lip. When I started to dig in, she also followed suit, eating in gusto. I smirked at her huge appetite. I could only imagine how hungry she was with that impossible feat we did. And oh, she'd have more of it for the following days. Maybe months, depends on when my coçk would decide to wilt.

As soon as we finished our heavy meal, I stood and cleaned up the table, letting Felicity stay seated on her chair. Once I'm done with the chore, I returned on my chair and sat, pulled Felicity up so she's sitting on the table in front of me before spreading her thighs wide apart.

"Sorry if I'll be the only one that's eating a dessert." I told her before diving open mouthed into her cünt.

"Ahh! Jeremy!" Felicity cried out, hands clutching tightly on my hair.

"Easy with your grip, little girl," I told her. "I don't want to get bald early in this relationship."

"Relationship?" Felicity parroted, sounding shocked.

"Being my personal slüt and me your master is still a relationship, Felicity."

"Oh." Was her only reply.

I dipped my head down again and fuçked her cünt with my tongue. Her sweetness burst into my mouth, my coçk throbbed and my groan reverberated in my chest. Felicity's cünt was swollen both from too much fuçking and renewed arousal. Her çlit shown out so proud and pink. I played it with my tongue while two of my fingers disappeared into her wet hole.

Felicity went crazy with the sensation, her passionate cries echoing around my spacious dining room, turning my coçk into granite. She's so fuçking good for my ego with all of her name chanting, her sensitivity and easy to orgaśm.

"Jeremy! Yes! Yes! Yes!"

Felicity's body, rattled on the dining table as she hit her acme, aśs rising into the air and smothering my face with her cçnt in the process. I drank all of her juices, lapping noisily and greedily as if it's my first time to ever tasted water after years of walking in the desert. And this oasis tasted so goddamn good that I wanted to own it, keep it and never ever share it to others."

I finally pulled away, looking at her still spasming cünt before my eyes slid up to her trembling stomach, heaving chest and finally to her glazed, hooded eyes. I stood, grasped a fistful of her hair and angled her face up to me.

"You want a taste of the sweetest fruit in the world, Felicity?" It was a rhetorical question as I covered her mouth with mine.

I kissed Felicity crazy long and hard, doing tonsil hockey with her. She made a sweet long moan like a cat in heat, spreading her thighs even wider when I dipped my coçk in her slit. Pulling her at the edge of the table, I bent my knees a little before thruśting deeply until we're pelvis to pelvis, balls to aśs and coçkhead against cervix.

Either Felicity wasn't done coming or she just came once again, I didn't know. Because as I began fuçking her, she's contracting around me, coating my diçk with so much juices which made my thruśts slicker and easier.

I fuçked her thrice in the kitchen. Once on the table, another on the sink while I took her from behind. Lastly, on the floor as I let her fuçk me cowgirl style. She loved the last position, I could tell, when she kept on coming and coming without end.

"Aren't you going to go to work?" She asked breathlessly as I grabbed the belt from the table and pulled her out of the kitchen.

"I own the company, little girl. I don't need to be there all the time. Besides, I plan on drilling every hole you have in your body. I might probably be staying home for months to fulfill and sate myself with you."

Again, Felicity didn't answer and just bit her lip, face heating up with the obvious blush spreading down her chest. I paused in the middle of the living room to put my coçk back inside her slippery pussy, strapped us both with the belt around our waists and went about my house for my daily routine.

Every time I walked, Felicity would bounce up and down that it's like we're actually fuçking. Maybe we were because even if I'm not moving around, Felicity was still grinding down my pole, not letting up with fuçking herself on me.

Until I'm done with the chore around the house, I finally backed Felicity against a wall and pounded into her until we both orgaśmed. I then took us back to bed and continued rutting in her cünt again. And again. And again.

4

I bit my pin light so that I could quickly tinker with the locks, maintaining alertness around me. As soon as I heard the lock gave in, I slowly pushed the door open, sneaking into the darkness and putting my pin light back into my pocket before activating my night vision goggles. I pulled my gun out, noticing nothing so far that's out of ordinary.

After Felicity and I became sexually involved, I've fuçked her almost every hour of every day since then. And I felt even more unsatisfied. Like I wanted something more, something deeper. I still couldn't make her speak why she ended up betraying me. She always refused to tell and I'd end up fuçking her instead.

I knew I couldn't stay buried inside her warmth, so I returned to work after fuçking her restless for a month and slapped her with electronic anklet monitor again. Surprisingly, Felicity stayed put for the first week I left her at home. She'd busy herself by cleaning the house and making me food when I arrived. I was actually more than pleased to see her there as if she's my wife waiting eagerly for me. But something ugly and dark protested inside me. The girl was a thief. A burglar. A traitor!

I knew time would come Felicity would try to escape. Which actually happened during my tenth day since I returned to work. From the monitor, I saw that she tried to tinker with her anklet, probably electrocuted a few times but failed. That night as I returned home, I didn't tell her I knew what she did and just fuçked her hard restlessly the entire night as punishment. Although, it didn't actually feel like a punishment to both of us, at all.

The following day, Felicity tried once more. And she succeeded. I already had an agent assigned to look for my home. But as soon as I saw the anklet was successfully breached, I quickly left my office and returned home. Yet, Felicity was already gone.

What she didn't know, I stashed a tracker on her clothes, in case this would ever happen. I've already predicted Felicity would resort to wearing her clothes back when she takes her escape and I wasn't mistaken. After following her trail, the tracker led me into this place. I was surprised stumbling into a big two-story house. There were cameras everywhere but they were no match to my signal jammers.

I crept into the large living room, checked the entire space with quick and sure moves. Everything was normal. Just like an average family home. I started towards the stairs going up the second floor but I heard voices so I went down again and moved behind the stairs. I saw a door and thought it might be staff's chamber so I entered.

It took me only a few seconds to break into the locks. What I saw made me pause. Fuçking hell! There were computer monitors aligned on a long table, each screen showing different angle of my 'own' house. My heart began to hammer inside my chest. My eyes swept the room and my blood ran cold. A large wall was dedicated solely for me, pictures of me from different time and places were pinned in a collage. Jesus! She even had my photographs of me years ago. Who the fuçk was Felicity?

The voices I heard upstairs were now echoing outside and getting louder and louder. One of it was obviously Felicity's while the other one, a male, I couldn't name. Fuçk! Fuçk! I knew I should be angry with her but I also couldn't stop myself from getting jealous that she's here with another man. Fuçk her!

"I might be pregnant, papa. He didn't use condom." Felicity exclaimed in obvious despair.

“For Christ's sake, Felicity! Will you fuçking stop! This isn't you anymore, darling. I told you to stop following that man. He can be dangerous! What the hell did you even think sleeping with him? I was goddamn worried when you didnt return home!”

"Well, he's not dangerous!" Felicity stubbornly interjected. "You had him investigated, didn't you? He never once hurt me. And I've called you every day since I left, didn't I? Which only meant I'm alive and safe. Papa, please, why won't you listen to me!"

"I'm going to call your doctor."

"No way!"

“Stop this or I'm going to fuçking throw you to asylum!"

"I'm not crazy!" Felicity screamed.

"You are!" The man growled both in anger and frustration. "Baby, only crazy people do the things youre doing.”

"Where are you going?" Felicity asked, her voice suddenly went high with panic.

"I'm going to burn your damn collections!"

"No, you wont dare!"

The door to where I was hiding suddenly burst open, lights were lit and all three of us stood, staring at each other in shock. I took off the night goggles and glared at the two people. Felicity gasped while the older man was about to hit panic attack.

"Who the hell are you?" The old man demanded.

"Who the fuçk are you?" I asked back, my eyes glancing from Felicity to the old man back and forth.

"Jeremy?" Felicity finally spoke, voice trembling. "I... I can explain."

"Oh, God!" The old man exclaimed, turning to his daughter. "This is what I've been telling you! Look at what you did! So this is Jeremy?" He turned to me again, hands joined together in front of him. “Please don't hurt us. My daughter has no bad intentions towards you. She's just sick. Please don't call the cops."

"What the fuçk are you talking about?" I growled menacingly, shocked at what he just called his daughter. "Sick?"

"I'm not sick!" Felicity shrieked, stomping her foot in outrage before walking towards me.

I stepped back, pointing a finger at her to stop. Just like an obedient sub, Felicity stayed a few steps away from me. I turned around to examine the room one more time. Every bit of it was all about me. And it's then it hit me. I'm seeing a typical example of a woman obsessed and this room was my shrine she worshipped. Fuçk! His father was right. She's sick and she's my goddamn stalker.

I turned my glare to Felicity, making her see my fury. Her lips quivered, eyes shone with immediate tears before she took a step back as if my stare alone was a hit on her face.

"How long?" I slowly asked.

"Five years." Her father answered for her because Felicity started to cry though she was muffling her sound with her hands on her mouth. "She first saw you when you and your team escorted a businessman friend of mine in a gala. I took Felicity with me as my plus one. She asked a bodyguard from me right there and then and specifically requested your agency. I told her it was ridiculous when there's not even a threat on our family." The old guy glanced to her daughter, shook his head and sighed in defeat. "I thought it was just a silly crush of a teenager towards a man so I didn't give it much attention. I was late to realize that it was a serious case of stalking. I only recently found this room when she suddenly went missing. It's then I knew she followed you when you changed residence. I'm sorry, Mr. ONeil.”

"I'm so sorry." Felicity sobbed, her shoulders rocking wildly with her cry. "I just love you so much."

God! My heart squeezed so fuçking painful inside my chest. I ground my molars as I watched her closely. She's right. Felicity could be carrying my child because I never once used protection. Perhaps that's what she's also hoping to happen. Fuçking cünt planned on trapping me with a kid!

"How did you manage to get into my jammers?" I asked slowly, suspiciously.

Again, her father answered for her. "Felicity's, a computer geek. I don't know if I'm right but I think you call that as a hacker." The man blew out a heavy sigh. "And she's really good at it.”

My eyes quickly flew to Felicity. Her face was wet with tears, eyes blotchy and lips pouty and red. My coçk twitched and I hated myself for feeling such untimely arousal towards her.

“You planning on sending her to a shrink?" I nodded to Felicity but my eyes were now back to her father.

"I've planned about it before. But she threatened to do just about anything that would result to more trouble. So I put it off for later until it's already too late." The father scratched his cheek in obvious agitation. “I know I'm half to be blamed by this. I usually didn't have a problem with her. Felicity is a sweet girl but after she saw you, she just suddenly became a troubled girl."

"You blaming me?" I scowled.

"No! Of course not." He answered frantically, eyes going round as he glanced down at the bulge of my gun tucked beneath my jacket before he swallowed hard. "I'm not putting any blame on you. It's all on me as her sole parent. So please I'm begging you to not call police. Let's just settle this. Perhaps I'll pay you for your silence and I'll make sure Felicity won't bother you anymore."

"That will be unacceptable!" I growled that both father and daughter jumped back in fear. "I don't need your money Mr..." I frowned and paused.

“Caesar Champ." The old guy quickly offered his hand out which I eagerly took. "What do you suggest we do, Mr. ONeil?"

My molars knocked together at the unbelievable knowledge of who was this man standing in front of me. Damn! I just fuçked the daughter of the known business tycoon in the city. But I schooled my expression and didn't answer his question just yet. I strode to where Felicity stood, swept her off her feet and slung her over my shoulder. She yelped in surprise but gripped me tight anyway as if afraid of letting me go.

"I'll take care of your daughter from now on, Mr. Champ. Don't worry about the stalking, I can handle it. But I don't think your daughter can handle me. She's mine now and I hope youve got no problem with that."

"Oh." The old mans mouth hung open and I fleetingly saw relief crossed his eyes. "Thank you. No, I absolutely have no protest with that. I'm glad we're handling the situation very well. But please take care of her. She's my only daughter."

I slapped her daughter's aśs when Felicity started wriggling around my hold. "Don't worry, I'll give you lots and lots of grandkids to compensate the lack of children."

The old man chuckled but winced at the same time, probably uncomfortable talking about her daughter being subjected to any sexual act. Because that's certainly what I'd do from this day onwards. To impregnate this witch until she's gray and dry.

"I'm leaving and I'm taking Felicity with me." I told the man before going out of the room.

"Of course. Felicity, don't give your man a headache!"

"Oh, but papa, his other head will definitely ache for me!" Felicity answered back in a purr.

"Shut up!" I growled while chuckling before granting her another playful slap to her aśs.

I deposited her inside the passenger's seat of my car but Felicity refused to let go. So I was forced to get into the car, letting her straddle my lap as we began attacking each other and fuçking each other's mouth.

"I'm so happy, Jeremy!" Felicity exclaimed as she pulled from the kiss. "I love you!"

"You better say that all the time, little girl." I groaned before kissing her again, deep and hungry. "I love you, too."

Felicity grinned, lower lip trapped between her teeth. She leaned back to grab something from my compartment and showed it to me. Her smile widened at both my surprise and amusement. She popped the lid of the box open, slid the engagement ring I bought weeks ago into her finger and kissing the big rock on top of it.

"I do." She told me.

"How the fuçk did you know where I put that?" I asked with a frown.

"There's nothing that I don't know about you, Jeremy. After all, I'm your stalker." She winked.

I growled and kissed her mouth again. She was giggling while answering back my kisses. Soon, kissing wasn't just enough so we ended up squeezing ourselves at the backseat and shed our clothes off. We fuçked there four times before we finally zoomed out of their family garage back to my own house and continued pleasuring each other until sun up. Again and again until we didn't notice that we've grown gray and finally sated.

We made seven kids in our marriage and Mr. Champ was damn exhausted every weekend spending time with them. But the old guy seemed to get younger with their presence instead. All's good and happy. My stalker was finally satisfied, puśsy, mind and heart.

(This short story is part of my PUNISHMENT Compilation and can be purchased at kindle, amazon and smashwords). Thank you for reading!