Episode 2

I slowly open my eye to the piercing light intruding through the overly big window. It's more of a window~oriented~wall since it only has glasses protecting it from the outside. I groan then turn my back to see if I can sleep more. Ofcourse I know it's a futile efforts!

Thus, after spending another few minutes tussling my body restless, I decide to get up. I pull and hold the sheet to my body before dragging both of us to the bathroom.

As usually, it never fails to bewitch and bewildered me with it magic.Money is what makes everything magical in here.

I can help but stare at my reflection during the process of brushing and I gotta admit, I look a total mess this Saturday morning. My eyes is smeared with black, courtesy of liners. My hair is a bird nest. I can't also but help notice the slightly swollen lips.

Immediately I'm done with brushing activities, I run a bathe then slip in. I know I can't stay long but then the way I am, it's a much better option for my body and mind than just standing under the shower.

Seconds inside the tub, my mind becomes conscious of the soreness. My thigh won't be smiling right now if they had lips attached to them. If anything, it'll definitely be them sending me grumps, groans and growls.

Thirty minutes later, I'm out, my mind much better than it was before the soak. Definitely not at it best but then I can't complain.

Beggars can't be choosers they say.

I stand underneath the shower for another fifteen minutes, scrubbing through my hair and body.

Instead of the conventional bathrobe, I go for towels, the shortest for my hair, the medium cladding my ****** down to my ***; a little of my cleavage in the open.

Right then, I hear the door open.

The dressing room is attached to the bathroom so I walk in, bask myself in lotions before releasing the hair from it bondage. I straighten it to my best of abilities. Not literally my best of abilities, more of just making it presentable to keep me away from resembling a mad person.

Overall, I spent one hour before going back to the bedroom.

"You did not order for room service!" He apprehend while sitting on the armchair directly opposite the bed, legs are crossed, a hand resting on the arm of the chair while supporting his chin.

I stop, looking anywhere but not his eyes. His voice were enough chills on their own.

He has rules.

He gave rules.

And I think I might have broken one an hour ago.

I feel him scrutinize me head to toe before I see a finger from his other hand move.

"Come!" He ordered, his voice dark. I obey not saying a word.

"Sit!" This time his finger point at his lap same time he releases and relax his legs.

I sit down, my face front, my back facing him.

"You'll eat then I'll eat you!" He whisper to my ear, his lips intentionally brushing my skin, making me feel all tingle and hot. I had my hair up in a pony seconds before I left the ensuite so the whole of neck is at his mercy. Not to mention, that medium towel was still my only piece of clothe.

"Yes daddy!" I murmur, like the obedient surrendered rabbit ready to be preyed upon I was to him.

It was then I noticed the tray on the table by his right. It consisted of grapes, chopped pieces of watermelon, some crunchy~looking cookies and meat.

Crazy breakfast.

Though I had a feeling it was already noon.

In-between feeding me fruits first, his lips continue their occasional assault on my skin. it's really had concentrating on getting my stomach stuff really hard. Not to mention his hand doesn't waste time in picking the next foodie~item.

Slow and steady, his left hand maneuver it way to the inside of my laps.

I knew him feeding me won't end well.

If anything, the whole air reeked punishment the moment he walked in while I was in the bathroom.

My efforts to stay in one place and not be affected by what he was doing was in vain, he was already drawing lazy circles around my area

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"I don't remember giving you permission to stop!" His deep voice was stern.

Poor aroused me on the other hand really was interested in what the hand rooted underneath the towel was trying to achieve. Not the one pushing a grape to my mouth.

When he started stroking my entrance same time he was teasing my ****, a groan borne out of pleasure escaped my lips. I also ended up biting his index finger. Nothing painful but most certainly nothing painless.

I only heard him exclaim "good girl!", not pausing any of his hand.

"Raise yours hand " Up my arms flew. My body was slowly becoming his self~trained robot.

"Get them behind my head!" He commanded the moment pushed the last watermelon into my mouth.

I did as I was told.

One finger penetrated me before his now free hand loosen the towel.

"Are you ready for ******?"

"Y~e~s!" I barely managed between moans and biting my lower lip. He was doing a good job of fingering me while also antagonising my very hard nipples.

"I don't think you are!" This was his way of telling me he wasn't satisfied with my last responds. I don't mouth out anything this time around.

And he stopped.

I whined at the lost of penetration below but he only focuses on my nipples on neck this time. He has already monitored and mastered my body so well he knew I was already on the edge. A little push and I'll have rum down his fingers steamingly.

Few seconds later, his hand walk in again. This time, I feel three fingers. He was in for business.

"Is my baby bitch ready to release?" His breathe was warm, the erection directly beneath my *** was only making it worse on my body.

"y~e~s~d~a~d~d~y!" Even I found it too much of a whisper. Talking while moaning was not an easy job. It was when all my body is interested in is to release.

"Is~my~baby~ready~to~come!" I could feel the stress on each word and it screamed 'last warning'.

"Yes Daddy!"

It was either an audible respond or a series of unending teasing with no heavenly satisfaction at the ending.

He quicken his pace. Minutes later, my body contracted, exploded before going limp.

Satisfaction did not even describe it justicely.

"Down!" came his growl. My weak body slide off his leg before turning to face him.

Him watching me inhale long sniff before licking myself off his fingers, with eyes drowsily closed was his favourite part of the show.

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