My body froze a bit to evaluate if there is someone behind me. "W-Who is that Chris?" he remains gawking.
"Dear Lord, Dear God please tell me that it is not Dr. Karsyn?" my voice became low as my fingers crossed in the air.
My eyes closed hoping that it was not him. The next thing I know is that Chris pulled me back to the locker room.
"Is he there? Dang! We would be in so much trouble" my head shook. Chris's expression softened.
"Silly! No one is here except us. I was just avoiding ourselves to get caught at the CCTV" relief suffused in my features.
"Thank God!" my hands wiped the sweat formed on my forehead. "Wait, why are we hiding from the CCTV then?" he sighed.
"The reason behind why I keep on avoiding you is because of Dr. Karsyn" my face frowned. "And why
I am on my way to Dominick's apartment. Twenty missed calls that I gave him and still, he did not respond. "What on Earth did you do, Dominick," I sighed. The rain is still pouring heavily. Wonder when will this stop. Before my parents would scold me again. I sent them a message saying that I will visit a friend of mine so just expect that I may come home late but not that much. Mommy Elise sent me a like emoji while saying "Okay, Love! You take care, a'right? Umbrellas are for covering and body is meant to be covered from rain," the corners of my mouth turned up. While Daddy William's reply made me rolled my eyes. He sent me an eye emoji "I am watching you, Keatton. The next time you are tempted to do it again, make sure that you won't leave a mark, or else I will spank you with a trunk of a tree," the car stops.
Send help is what I need right now. "God damn it!," he slammed the table. "William, let Keatton explain his side, okay?," Mommy Elise caressed his back. We are here in our dining area. Where Daddy William interrogates me again for coming home late. "This is why your... son or whatever Keatton would call himself, being hard-headed," he points a finger at me. "You're tolerating, Keatton, Elise!," his nostrils flared. Mommy Elise left out a heavy sigh. "Okay, okay," she massaged her temples. "Keatton, darling," she raised a brow. I gulped &nbs
Another day at his office. I must say that it's kinda boring to not do anything at all here. I glanced up at the ceiling to see if there are anything that would make myself busy. "Kitty," Dr. Kasryn called me. "Ye-Yes, Dr. Karsyn," his eyes meet mine. He rubbed his temple. "See these papers?," his finger pointed to the thick folder that is on his table. I nod "Is there anything that I could do to help you?," I stood up. "Nothing, Kitty," Dr. Kasryn began to read and sign the said papers again. "Then why would you ask me if I see it then you don't want me to help?," he squinted at me. I gulped involuntarily and avoided his gaze. I sat back down and
"Hmmmmmn. Ohmmmpp. Uhhmmmpp," moans escaped through our deep kisses. I can't deny the fact that Lord Damon is indeed a good kisser and his mouth is really a professional. His kisses went down to my neck, "Oh, God! Ohhhhh," my eyes went in pure white. The aroma of his manly scent accompanied by his perfume makes me wild and drives me crazy. My hands hold a grip of his hair and pushed him more deeper into my skin as I loved the way he trails kisses on me. "Your moans are music to my ears, Kitty," shivers went down my spine as he whispered and licked my earlobe. I gasped out loud after he placed my soft hands on his thick, hard, and mighty manhood. "Do you feel my heartbeat?," a playful smirked plastered on his lips. My eyes went round as soon as he guided my hand to his mighty dick. Lord Damon s
"Uhhhhmpp!" Everything seemed homogeneous to in slow motion as I visually perceived Dr. Karsyn or Lord Damon per se, gradually falling from the ground. A loud gasped eluded from my mouth as my heart commenced to beat loudly. "Dr. Karsyn!" With wide ocular perceivers open in pristine shock, I still manage to somehow call him. Right afore I could even hop out from the table, Lord Damon engenders a loud thud emanating from his head after it hits the corner of the cabinet. "Oh, God!" I worriedly verbalized as fear enveloped my senses after he lay directly hitting on the ground, blood swells from his head leaving it scattering from his carpet. Tears commenced flowing from my ocular perceivers as I ambulate towards him. "D-Dr. K-Karsyn? Can you hear me?" I asked while tapping his cheeks scarcely. My ocular perceivers look intently to his feature, in particular to his chest. "Oh, my God! What will I do?" My teeth bit the cuticle of my nail as sweat composed in my fore
"Now, what I want you to do is to close your eyes," he said while stroking his beard. "N-No!--" before I could even finish my sentence, Lord Damon slapped me real hard. "Close your eyes before I stitch them for you, pig," he raised both his bushy brows. I am left with no choice but to follow him. "If you open your eyes without my command, I will pop them using the syringe's needle. A'right, bitch?" A nod was my only answer as tears run away from my eyes. His fingers trailed my nipples before he slowly goes up. I swallowed hard my saliva as I sniffed. I felt his breath on my nape as he licked it. "You taste like vanilla, I love it," he whispered. "But vanilla with my cum would be better. Don't you think so? Keatton," he bit the tip of my earlobe and let out a small laugh. "Are you afraid of me, whore?" Lord Damon asked. Without hesitation. My head tilted back and forth fast as tears ran down to my cheeks. Lord Damon giggled, "That's right. Be afraid of me becau
"So? I will ask you again," tears shimmered in my eyes again while he leaned closer to me. "Aw, stop crying, Kitty. You made me turn on that much if you keep on crying," he gave me a puppy look before he winked at me. "This is my last punishment for you," he said joyfully as he began to wave in the air and treated like some kind of a toy the one that he holds. A syringe. A hypodermic one with a fourteen gauge needle. "N-No. No that, please," I locked both of my fingers and pleaded to him. "Lord Damon, please forgive me. I will not do it again," tears rushed down to my face. Lord Damon giggled. "You always said that whenever you are in deep trouble but yet you don't always learn," he shooked his head in disbelief. "Are you that dumb, Keatton? Or
"Hmmmmh," I mumbled as I commenced to arouse. The cold air made me eluded from my dreamland. With trembling body and tired muscle, my ocular perceivers remained closed with all hopes that I would be back from my deep slumber again. I moved my feet to probe for my blanket but I did not physically contact one. I huffed as I tap and probed within my side to find my comfy blanket. My body can not handle this type of algid. But the same as the other one, I did not find any. "Where's my blanket? I put--," my eyes open widely as I hear a loud snore. That's when I knew that I am not the only person in this bed. "Oh, God!" My hands then covered my hands as my eyes looked at his gym buff body. I examined and observed it very well. Even if he is undress, his feature still screams for money. I don