AnalieseMi corazon. He called me his heart. That is the closest he has ever come to saying I love you. Te amo. I know a little Spanish. I took it in high school, but I never became fluent. Besides, in school they teach you the proper way. All the kids in school made fun of it because the Spanish we hear around here is mostly slang words and phrases, which they most definitely didn't teach you in Spanish class. Oh, and curse words. I could certainly curse someone out in Espanol.We kissed a little more after our confessions to one another, but we didn't take it further than that. We were back at my house, and we were going to meet with Stern. I only met the guy once, but he impressed me. He had, well, a stern expression on his face and seemed to take his job very seriously. I didn't blame him for us being taken. Three against one weren't great odds. I did wonder how they got the jump on him though. Stern was a very no-nonsense sort of guy. Those three goons must have taken him out tog
OscarThings were moving quickly with the stalker situation. I heard from Brody that they were doing a sting using Kylie for bait. Well, it would seem to be Kylie, but in reality, Shaw, Benson's wife and co-worker would pretend to be Kylie. They had ascertained that Kylie was being followed so they decided to use that knowledge to their advantage.Kylie is at a salon right now with Shaw. Shaw would step out in clothing similar to Kylie's and, hopefully, the goons would take the bait and grab her. The end result would hopefully be Edgar in custody. They were sure that Shaw would be safe enough. They didn't want anyone dead, they were sex-trafficking girls, so killing one would make no sense. However, there was the risk that there could be upsetting results once the mercenaries realized they had grabbed the wrong girl. No one expected Edgar to do his own dirty work though, so it might be a while before they figured out that they had not grabbed Kylie but her doppelgänger. Of course, if
OscarThings were moving quickly with the stalker situation. I heard from Brody that they were doing a sting using Kylie for bait. Well, it would seem to be Kylie, but in reality, Shaw, Benson's wife and co-worker would pretend to be Kylie. They had ascertained that Kylie was being followed so they decided to use that knowledge to their advantage.Kylie is at a salon right now with Shaw. Shaw would step out in clothing similar to Kylie's and, hopefully, the goons would take the bait and grab her. The end result would hopefully be Edgar in custody. They were sure that Shaw would be safe enough. They didn't want anyone dead, they were sex-trafficking girls, so killing one would make no sense. However, there was the risk that there could be upsetting results once the mercenaries realized they had grabbed the wrong girl. No one expected Edgar to do his own dirty work though, so it might be a while before they figured out that they had not grabbed Kylie but her doppelgänger. Of course, if
OscarI longed to be inside her and make us one again. I hungered for her. Not just her juicy pus8sy I just walked away from, but her submissiveness. Ana was so fu8cking stunning and nearly irresistible. I had to walk away before I took my co9ck out and impaled her. I willed my dic8k to go down before I went back. I wanted to give her more orgasms and as much as I wanted to make her mine again, that wasn't the plan for today. I wanted to prove to her that she was more than a conquest. She was mi corazon. My heart. I was in love with her and I had been for a long time.I checked the digital read-out on the washing machine. There were two minutes left on the wash cycle. I got the next load ready to go in, and threw some dryer sheets in the dryer while I waited for the spin cycle to stop rolling. My mom did this for me a lot, but I told her I'd take care of it. I hadn't told her everything about Ana. She would nag me incessantly. I only told her I had found a girl I liked, who I was spen
AnalieseI'm never alone. My dad and Oscar have scheduled the sh8it out of me. I started going back at school this week and I got my job back. I can't put my life on hold for a maybe or a 'what if'' scenario. There had been no sign of Edgar. Everyone seems to think that he's left town and probably the country. My boss at my job had not been able to replace me, so when I called in yesterday, to the dismay of my family and Oscar, he hired me back right on the spot. I start tonight. Now I'm in class and I have another class in a few minutes, then Oscar will pick me up.I can drive. I have a car. I'm not five years old. But everyone is treating me like Edgar's going to arrive off the street and grab me. Yeah, right. The sex-trafficking ring was disbanded. Why would Edgar go out of his way to grab me? It's unrealistic, but no one seems to realize that but me. Anyway, Oscar plans to drop me off at work and then my Dad will pick me up.One thing that is bothering me is that I won't get to sp
OscarI saw Stern as I exited the parking lot. I thought about calling him and asking him what the fu8ck? But I decided against it. He was the only one that had raised the issue that we didn't know where Edgar was. I agreed with him actually, but I didn't say anything. Benson had given the all clear, and I wasn't in a position to argue. I was her boyfriend, but it wasn't my purview. Everyone was tense, and I literally saw the tension run out of Ana when her dad told her that Benson thought the threat was over.Unfortunately, I know what Gwen, Kylie's mom, had told her and Brody. Edgar never gave up. He always got revenge. No one thought that would apply to this situation. Mainly because the evidence had piled against Edgar. One thing we did know was that he had kept in touch with his lawyer. The consensus was that he had left the country to avoid prosecution. That didn't sit well with me. I probably would have stayed in the parking lot of the college myself if I didn't have a meeting
AnalieseOscar and I are headed to his apartment. He took me to the diner for breakfast where he told me he had talked to my dad about us yesterday at the very same booth. I wasn't shocked. Oscar wants to move forward and settling things with Dad is important. My dad has a long memory. Even though I never told him about my feelings for Oscar back in the day, I'm sure Mom did. They have a good communication system. I hope Oscar and I are the same as our relationship grows. Anyway, Oscar is doing what I asked and showing me by his actions that he's ready to move forward. Having me meet his parents and talking to my dad are huge steps. It makes me a little giddy.Another thing that contributes to my overall well-being, is that Oscar keeps touching me. Right now, he's just holding my hand, but at the diner he did too. The touches may seem innocent, but I know it's his way of staking his claim. Putting a hand on the small of my back or kissing me on the cheek. It's everything I'd never kno
OscarI handled that badly, but Ana caught up quickly. She had already been looking at B D S M checklists? I had been hard before she said that. Just being around her kept my di8ck at a semi most of the time, but hearing her say those words brought my member to full attention. And the way she kept grinding on me, fu8ck, she was keeping me that way. She was a horny girl, and I was going to blow if I didn't get her off me right now."Stand up and take your shorts off," I growled.I wanted to see the rest of her little outfit. I wasn't sure how long I was going to hold off fu8cking her. I had the intention of just giving her more orgasms today, but fu8ck that. I had to be inside her. I couldn't wait any longer.Ana stood with my help. I had my hands on her hips and I wanted them to travel her entire body. I wanted to claim every inch of skin as my possession. I dropped one hand to my crotch and adjusted myself. Her eyes followed my action and I smirked at her and raised one eyebrow. Her
AnalieseOscar was looking at me, waiting for an answer. No, I didn't want him working at the club. I know, without him telling me, that women throw themselves at him. I mean, God, look at the man. He was tall, gorgeous with rippling muscles. Yeah, he was going to get hit on. And yes, I trusted him. Totally and completely, but that didn't mean I wanted him to be surrounded all the time with pus8sy, as he calls it, that isn't mine."Yes, I'm jealous already, but I trust you. You waited for me for years and now that you have me, I plan to give you whatever you want, whenever you want. I think that may give you an incentive to be faithful, right?" I teased him. "Plus, I'm not the girl that is going to tell you to quit your job, a job you seem to like, over something like jealousy. If your interest in me ever starts to wane, I might get worried though.""I'm never going to get tired of you. You're my whole world, Analiese. And since you mentioned it, you did say, I could have you, wheneve
OscarWe watched Manuel for the better part of the day. Ariana came for Manuel at around five. She had texted me to let me know she was on the way, so Ana had all of his things packed back in his bag, including a now clean bottle. It was a very enjoyable day. I loved spending time with my nephew, and he was no trouble.Ariana grumbled a bit because Mama wanted her back again tomorrow. Ana offered to watch him again. I would be in bed for a good part of the day sleeping and wouldn't be able to help, but she was fine with that. So it was decided. I helped load the car and reminded her that we might need a play pen for him to nap in. Ariana said she would put it in the car tonight so she wouldn't forget as she would be bringing him earlier tomorrow.As I gave her a hug goodbye, she asked, "Did you see the note I left you?" I was confused."Note? Ana said she found a note with emergency numbers. She put it on the fridge.""No, not that one," she seemed uncomfortable.She reached into a si
AnalieseI could have squealed when Oscar told Ariana to bring Manuel over. That little boy has been in my thoughts a lot lately. He was such a happy baby. I was super excited, and I gave some thought to what we would do while we had him, which would be a few hours at the least. I got out the vacuum cleaner and vacuumed the living room floor. Then I used a dry mop on the tile. I was thinking that now we had Coco and Mystic, there was probably unseen animal hair everywhere. I wanted Manuel to be free to crawl around anywhere he wanted. We didn't have any glass furniture or knick-knacks he could break, so we were good on that front.Oscar laughed at me as I scrambled to clean up the floor. He had made himself a post-workout smoothie while I rushed around. I was just putting things away when we heard the knock on the door. Oscar quickly strode to the living room and let Ariana and the baby inside. They hugged, and I stood off to the side with my hands behind my back. I was trying to conc
AnalieseWhen I woke, Oscar was gone from bed. I looked at my phone and saw it was late morning. I needed to pee in the worst way, so I did that first. Oh, my as8s ached. I saw a tube of ointment on the bathroom counter. I know he left that out for me, so I applied it and washed my hands thoroughly. I should jump in the shower, but I wanted to find Oscar.I moseyed into the living room, and then into the kitchen. He wasn't in the apartment. I was very surprised. He hadn't left me alone like this before, except that one night, but he'd really been here all the time, so I didn't think that counted.I found a note on the counter. He went to the gym. That made sense. He hadn't gone in the last two weeks, and today he was going back to work. He probably wanted to get back on his regular schedule. Since he was obsessed about Dylan, I had to assume that Oscar knew the guy was still in jail. I wasn't worried. I had my Coco. And he'd installed the cameras. I'm sure he was keeping an eye on me
OscarAna looked fuc8king gorgeous in my namesake pose, waiting. So submissive. So curvy. Her creamy skin, marred with marks I put on her. I was rock hard. I stalked closer. The room was so quiet, I could hear the whisper of my jeans rubbing together as I walked. I found the lube in the nightstand drawer and picked up the plug."Get on the bed, on your hands and knees, Fu8ck Toy," I ordered.I'd been thinking of this all night. The plug was made of glass, and it winked in the dim light of the bedside lamp. I was looking forward to seeing it in her, as much as I was about seeing her pretty pus8sy bared to me. I watched her tit8s bounce as she crawled on the bed. I loved those fat jugs. I wanted to give them some attention too, but soon they were out of my sight.I stared at her slit. It was glistening, ready for my co8ck. But not yet. I knelt down behind her and pulled her back to the edge of the bed a little, then I buried my face in her sweet cu8nt. I wanted to taste her, and she nee
AnalieseHaving dinner with my parents was nice. I enjoyed them and their banter. My mom was probably submissive like me, but in the bedroom, which eww, I didn't really want to think about. But outside of the bedroom she had a mind of her own and she gave as good as she got. Which a lot of the time, made for some hilarious conversations.It made me think of what I told Oscar earlier when I caught him on the phone with Mindy. I understood why he called her, and I wasn't threatened by it. I did, however, mean what I said. I'd fu8ck him up if he talked with her again. She couldn't be trusted, and I didn't want her anywhere near him, even it was in his ear. I know she must have said something provacative to him. I would ask another day, when I wasn't a Toy for his pleasure.Oscar was calmer now, back to his old self. He had needed to discipline me and strangely, though I had never known it, I needed said discipline. I very much enjoyed our dynamic. I hoped one day soon he would take me to
OscarI watched Ana sit down gingerly. Satisfaction, pride, and lust, roared within me. She took the plug like a champ. Watching her stretch wide made me feel like an animal. A ravenous beast. Knowing it was inside her now, my di8ck twitched. I willed it not to get hard right now. She needed a rest. My d8ck needed a rest, but it was fired up, knowing she was full of my cu8m in her pretty pus8sy and the plug in her as8s. Divine.Her punishment was done, and I was so fu8cking proud of her. I had spent years imagining all the things I would do to her if I ever got the chance. I had a running tally in my head and I ticked off some of the boxes. I had waited patiently for the day I could punish her for some infraction. Today was my lucky day. I grabbed my junk and squeezed. Ana looked at me and raised an eyebrow. I just grinned at her. I made sure she drank some water and had a few Asprin to help with the pain she must be feeling.I'd leave her alone until after dinner at her parent's hous
AnalieseOscar's hands on me ignited a different kind of fire in me. After a few minutes, I started to whine and moan. He was in no hurry though, he just continued to run his hands all over me. My breasts especially. He began to pluck my sore nip8ples, each in turn. I arched in his arms to give him better access. I was enjoying the pain, my pus8sy leaking. He'd gotten naked to swat me and I could feel him hardening beneath me. I'm sure he could also feel me soaking his thigh, but he continued the slow torture.I was impatient, I dared to rub my wetness against him, spreading it on his thigh. Finally, his hand made it down where I needed the most friction. He spread my lips open and easily slid two fingers into my slick, then pushed inside. I started shaking again, for a different reason. I was so close, it would only take a moment and I would climax, but he was still teasing me, ignoring my cl8it.I whined. A low mewling sound erupted from deep in my throat, as I tried to move my lowe
AnalieseWhen I woke, I was sore everywhere, it seemed. I flipped on my stomach and pushed myself off the bed. When I went to the bathroom, I stood over the toilet, not even trying to sit down. That was only ten licks. He had promised twenty, and I had a feeling he would deliver the rest. I had requested the riding crop next, and I wasn't looking forward to it at the moment.Then I thought about all the things he did as a whole, and I was ready to go find him. He'd denied me orgasms so far. I was hoping for a final result with fireworks at the end. My throat was sore, my as8s was sore. If he fu8cked me that hard again, my pus8sy would be sore - I did feel a slight twinge - but it was nothing compared to the other pain. It wasn't even noon yet.I wasn't complaining, however. I had gotten so wet, so hot and bothered while he spanked me that my pu8sy was quivering by the time he slid inside me. I would have orgas8med in just a few more strokes. I didn't want Oscar to know that I was enjo