"Wait, who is this, Babe? Your grandpa?" Brandon teases Dad. Dad on the other hand hid me behind his back.
"If you try to lay a finger on my son, Brandon. I swear, I will knock you out," Dad said. I can feel the tension between the two men.
Mommy Elise dangled her arms to Dad's arm. "Stop it, William," she said. Mom then looked at Brandon. "Do not include our son, Mr. Crawford. You may leave now, please," she said calmly.
Brandon then wears his Versace shades again as he gave us a shrug. "I'll be leaving here with my Babe," he said. "Keatton and I were going out on a date," he chuckled. "Right, Keatton?" He asked.
Daddy William growled in anger. "No one is going with you, you dummy! Get the fuck outta here now!" He yelled.
Brandon maintained his poise and snapped a finger in the air. We all look at the twenty men who
"Would this be all enough?" Brandon said as he removed his coat. He then smokes the cigar and blew it hard on the air. He booked us here at the famous resto in town. That only the riches of the riches can afford. I believe that the payment here is per hour. Brandon ordered a feast at our table. It was a heavy meal to watch that basically the both of us can't eat. Brandon keeps blowing the cigar in the air as he looked at me intently. It made me conscious for a bit as he stared at me. "Eat now, Babe," he said. "This is much of a food. Don't you think so, Brandon?" I said. He chuckled. "That means that I can give you more than enough, Babe," he winked at me. I laughed awkwardly. By the looks of the food, I can already tell how tasteful they are. I mean, they should be because as far as I know, the food in here costs al
And as I stooped on the building that my parents owned. They already waited for me at the entrance of the building with worried eyes. "You made me worried sick about you, darling," Mom then hugged me. "So sorry for that Mom," I responded. Dad on the other hand was just looking at us. Mom guided me to sat on the couch. She then handed me the blueberry cheesecake. "Aw, thanks for this," I said. "Actually, it was your Dad who bought it for you," she said. Dad just looked away and gazed his eyes to the glass door. I could tell how much he is worried about me. I can't blame anyone if Dad will be pissed off with me. I mean, it is almost seven in the evening that it is almost six hours since I left here. "Go talk to your Dad. I'll just get my bag in my office," she then walked away from us. "Dad?" I called. "Dad
As soon as our car stopped at our front yard, Dad unlocked the car's door. Without hesitation, I opened it and ran going through the door. Both of my parents don't have any words to say. I understand my Mom but what I don't is my Dad. Like, what the hell he is up to? Why does he need me to protect from Dominick? He always keeps on insinuating that Dominick can't afford a permanent house and mysteriously bought a pink diamond? Would it be not enough to know that the person is working hard just to prove himself to the person he loves? I believe that Dominick works hard for this engagement ring and no one can change my perception of it. I know my man better than anyone else. As t
"What the hell!" I opened my eyes. I heard something falling off the ground. My room is dark and dim. Cold but not that much. My fingers then gently massaged my eyes to somehow remove the itchiness of it. "Haven't eaten dinner yet," and as I turned on my phone it is already twelve in the midnight. I yawned as I stretched my limbs. I rose up from the bed and immediately went up to turn on the lights. My stomach growl. "Oh yeah, we will be eating now, tummy. Just wait up," I talked to myself. As soon as my fingers pressed the switch button to turn it on. I saw myself being fully naked. "What?" The only reaction I said. "As I remember I did not undress me," basically, I was not totally naked.
"D-Daddy, h-hey, s-stop i-it," I stuttered as my hands covered my face. He peed a lot on me right now. Every time he spits on me, my body jolts. ''See? You are hiding your face from me because that is the face of a guilty person," he whispered but with full of pressure as his teeth gnash. He stopped peeing my face. "I-I don't know what did I do, D-Dad?" I cried. This instance made me remember how I suffered at the hands of Dr. Karsyn. Daddy Dominick is starting to make similarities to what that Dr. Karsyn did to me. "Did not do anything my dick!" He walked away from me and grabbed his phone. "Fuck you damn shit slut! I loathed you till death right now, Keatton,"&n
"Do not wear anything," he said. Daddy opened the door with full of confidence as if he owned the house. He doesn't mind making any noises as he walks. While I was very extra careful not to make any bit of sound. I might wake up my parents. "Ouch," I winced in pain. He turned around and looked at me. "You feel sore?" He asked. "Yes, Dad," he smiled. "Well, deserved," he smirked. Shit! The coldness of the air in our house is sifting through my body. My body is shaking a bit with every footstep that I made. I glanced once more before my eyes would not see the room of my parents. Mak
Right after I released my own sperm at the shower, the anticipation and the eagerness of Daddy is very evident on his face. He patted me dry after we took a shower. He keeps on whistling as he dries my body. Daddy and I were both naked in his room. And as I saw him, there's this wide and joyous smile plastered on his lips. I don't know how should I react to it. Should I be happy because he is smiling? Or should I be worried by those smiles? I feel like I am burning myself willingly in the fire right now. But I already accept whatever will happen to me right now. Maybe Dominick is right, I am b
I feel like I am a withered plant like now. Lost, tired, torn, hurt, and drained. These clips on my nipples are stinging like a bitch while Dad is busy searching for something inside my hole. My whole body feels numb as my muscles started to ache. I don't know how will I face my parents by tomorrow morning. Maybe I'll just pretend ill or to not get out from the rook and lock myself up until they are going to work. But what if they saw me leaving the house a while ago? I haven't brought my phone with me. Perhaps I'd be scolded till death or Daddy William will for sure lock me up in the basement again. I don't know but at my age. I always fear people who are older th