ROBERT
“Gently, gently…”I whispered as I held Renee’s hands tightly, brushing her skin now and then as we walked to my hotel suite.It was like a dream. The woman I’d fantasized about last night was in my arms, and every now and then, I kept shooting her a glance, wanting to know if she was real.I’d seen her at the beach party last night when I held a meeting with my business partners. The moment she’d stepped into my line of sight, the wheels in my head had began to turn.For the first time in years, I’d felt an insanely possessive urge to dominate a woman and I vowed within myself that I’d have her before leaving this damned city.Wherever I had to go to find her, whatever length I had to make, I’d do it. As long as it got that strawberry-blonde beauty underneath me.She’d been wearing large tops and long-fitted jeans, but still, I could see her every curve. The red cotton material hung over her large breasts, and even though she was duly covered, I could see the lines of her hard nipples. She didn’t make any effort that night, just drinking with her friend and talking about whatever, but she had my full attention.With that milky white skin and big brown eyes sparkling brightly, the mysterious lady was, without a doubt, the only human who had me enraptured in years.Lust or love, at first sight, I didn’t know what to make of it, but I’d vowed to have a taste of her, and anything that happened would determine itself later.I wasn’t into young women, but the moment I’d set eyes on that fresh, young, and petite goddess, I suddenly got a fetish.Every time I looked at her, something bubbled from deep within, and at long last when I was finally done with my business meeting, wanting to go talk to her, she was nowhere to be found.I’d asked the party organizers about her, describing the strawberry-blonde beauty to them. Still, no one seemed to know who she was, and with sagging shoulders, I’d returned to my hotel room.Taking a cold shower, I masturbated to images of her plump, red-lined lips sucking my dick hard and fast, and my orgasm was heavy like I’d never experienced in my life.It was strange. So strange I had these desires for a lady half my age, and considering how I’d sworn off women these past few months, it baffled me.My sleep had been fruitless, filled with horny dreams. Luckily for me, today, when I’d stepped out for fresh air, I’d spotted her.She had on the sexiest swimwear I’d ever seen, and the moment I’d set my eyes on her, I knew I was gone for life. I knew I had to make my move or else….“Are we there yet?” Her meek voice cut through my thoughts. Blinking twice, I twirled her slowly until her back was to me and then replied, “Soon, baby girl. Soon.”I knew she was blushing because her whole body shook slightly, and I chuckled.Still leading her through the corridor, we finally got to the door that led to my room. Swiping my electric card, the door opened, and we walked in together.“Oh my…” She gasped, her eyes flickering as she surveyed my suite and I grinned proudly.She had no idea I owned this hotel, and I was fucking wealthy.Honestly, I loved how we got to know each other and how natural the conversation had been ever since.Women flocked to me because of my wealth. But that was not the case with Renee. She had no idea who I really was, and I liked that.She was with me for one obvious reason, to have sex. And that was all. Or was it not?“Is this your room or…?”“Yes, this is where I’m staying for the time being.”“The time being?” She asked, turning to face me, her brows quirked in confusion.“I’m here on a business trip.” I said curtly, not wanting to prolong the conversation. “Are you still thirsty, or did your tropical juice satisfy you?”“Yes, I'm thirsty.” She said albeit absentmindedly, her eyes still roaming around my room.“Unfortunately for you, the only drink I have here you have to get from my body, from under my waistline, to be precise and it’s in abundance, baby girl.”A cough escaped her lips as she whirled around to face me, her whole body suddenly red, her eyes wide in confusion.She was biting her plump lips, her hands stroking her chest and the edges of her breasts. At the same time, her eyes strayed down my body…to my crotch and the bulging erection in display.The atmosphere was becoming heated, and I could hear the shallow sounds of her labored breathing as I took a step forward.“Baby girl…” I whispered into her ear, nudging my head and kissing the base of her neck.She was so small in front of me, and as I continued trailing kisses down her neck, my finger hovered on her chest. I so desperately wanted to feel her breasts. We were more than close now, and I literally had them within my grasp, but I was going to make her beg me to touch them.Every single thing I planned on doing to her this afternoon, she was going to fucking beg for.She’d be a good girl for me. I grinned inwardly, inhaling her persimmon scent, and at the same time, my dick twitched.Her breathing hitched, and she gripped my large arm with one of her hands, trying to steady her trembling body, and I chuckled.“How long has it been since you’ve let a man fuck you?” I asked softly, and she said nothing, just breathing heavily.“How long since a man made you scream and beg for his dick?” I asked again, and she whimpered in response, her hands gripping my arms very tightly, her nails digging into my flesh, but I loved the pain it brought.“How would you like me to fuck you now? What do you want?” I asked, and this time my fingers were at the side of her waist.I placed them on the line of her skirt. Taking her off guard, I dipped my fingers beneath the cloth of her panties until I reached her pussy and she let out a gasp.It was wet like I’d expected. Fuck!I gave the little bud a small stroke, then another, and another. I touched her until she was a quivering mess in front of me, barely able to stand still as I continued the movements.“Oh fuck! Oh, Da… Oh, Daddy…”My hands froze, and instantly I felt her hands reach into her panties as she tried to force my hand into stroking her again, but I refused.“What did you say?”Her eyes were closed, but she opened them slightly as I asked the question. Her hands left her panties likewise mine, and she instantly took a step back from me.She was flushed. Her whole body was red. So darn red!She looked down at my fingers dripping with her cum and I could tell she was embarrassed.“What did you just call me, baby girl?” I asked again, taking a step toward her but she took another backwards and began apologizing.“I… I’m sorry I got carried away, and I….”“Don’t apologize!” I groaned huskily and, in a flash, I had her trapped in my hold, my arms around her small frame. “Say it again.”“What?” She asked, looking defiant.I smirked. “Call me Daddy. I’m your daddy, it’s only appropriate in this situation, and it makes me want to fuck you so hard.”“I… I can’t call you that. I don’t know what came over me and….”“Oh, you’ll learn to call me that, I promise you,” I winked and grabbing her hands, I began to lead her shaky legs to one of the couches in the room.“Stay here.” I commanded, and she nodded once.Closing the suite's curtains and ensuring the lights were dimmed, I placed some cool fragrance everywhere. Then I put on a slow music in the large home theater, quickly creating my ideal fuck scene.In seconds I was done and taking off my shirt, I sat down on the couch opposite her.Silence descending between us, I stared at her closed thighs while she stared at my bare chest, and we said nothing for some time.“You must listen to everything I tell you to do, okay? If you don’t, I will have no choice but to let you leave. Can you comply?” I asked, finally breaking the chilly silence.“What are you going to ask of me?” She replied to my question with a question of her own. Her voice was throaty, and my fists clenched a bit.“You’ll hear them soon. However, can you comply?”“I…”“We will start with you calling me Daddy. Okay?” Even in the dim lighting, I knew she badly wanted to say no, but luckily, she did as I wanted and nodded curtly.“Good girl. Now strip for me.”RENEE It’d been minutes or maybe an hour since I’d entered this luxurious suite of Robert Clarke, the mysterious hot stranger who had picked me up from the tropical fruit stand earlier, and ever since then, I’ve been a mess in his hands. From admiring his room to exchanging subtle flirts, his daring crude questions, and almost coming undone on his fingers, I was already living a dream. He’d just told me to strip for him, and with a gasp accompanying his order, I stared deep into his piercing blue eyes. They were rimmed with some kind of conundrum I couldn’t explain. He wanted me to strip for him. I was supposed to be embarrassed, but instead, I felt the exact opposite. If anything, I was hot, wet, and ready to do whatever he told me. Though I’d not admit that to him yet. “I’m still waiting, baby girl.” His deep voice filled the heated air and my already closed thighs clenched more. Remembering how he’d skillfully stroked my clit, like an instrument he knew well, my cheeks flushe
ROBERT My fingers thrusted hard inside Renee’s wet-as-fuck pussy. Her hips bucked at intervals, and I used my left hand to keep her torso still as I pleasured her. I continued to pump my fingers in and out while she moaned loudly, the sound like music to my ears. My thrusts continued, the bed making rickety sounds as her hips kept bucking and Renee thrashed wildly under my touch. For seconds I said nothing, just finger fucking the hell out of her.Finally, I slowed down a bit despite her humming disapproval, and grazing my thumb on her clit I asked, “Do you like this baby girl?” “Mmmmmm…. I… I…” She stuttered, unable to string a sentence together, her whole-body quivering as she whimpered softly. I gazed up at her, and blood shot to my groin. Her sexy face was looking down at me. Her wandering hands strayed to my head, and with her fingers in my hair, she gripped tightly. “You like this, Renee? Don’t you?” I asked, and she hummed appreciatively. I withdrew my fingers from her
RENEE The next day, the cool breeze whipped into the room, and the shining sunbeams woke me from my otherwise peaceful slumber.A yawn escaped my lips and still laying stiff, I tried to stretch, but I froze when I felt movement from beneath me. “Ohhhh…” I gasped in pleasure, my hands reaching downwards, as suspected, I came into contact with curly hair and a face positioned between my thighs under the blankets. “Ahhhh…” I gasped, my hands gripping the black locks of none other than Robert, my daddy, and insane sex freak. “Oh, yessss…” I half yelled, my legs shaking as I felt a finger go into my pussy, and then another, and he began to rub my clit so fast I almost lost control. ‘Oh, what an excellent way to wake up.… What a splendid way to start one’s day?’ I was already thinking, but then he began to pump his fingers, fucking me abrasively, and I gripped the sheets for support underneath me. I was still sore from all our sexcapades yesterday from noon to dusk, but I still wanted
RENEE “Will you be free tonight?” The makeup brush in my hand froze as I stared at Robert through the bedside mirror. He was standing right behind me, dressing. It felt nostalgic that we were so close, preparing like a couple. It looked like we did this every day, and a wave of Deja vú went through me as I recalled that I did this with Dylan. We prepared every morning and… “Renee?” He called out again, this time leaning closer and placing a kiss on my naked shoulder. His lips made me shiver slightly. “I… What did you ask?” I asked, dumbfounded and lost in my thoughts. “I asked if you’d be free tonight. I want to see you.” A blush crept up my cheeks, and my heart leaped as I realized he wanted to see me. Frankly speaking, I wanted to see him too. Recalling our sexcapades—last night, this morning's oral sex, and then the hot fucking in the bathroom—my sore thighs clenched while I blushed uncontrollably. If not for me telling Nicole I was going to see her this morning, Lord kn
RENEE I stared at myself in the full-length mirror for the umpteenth time. My heart hammered wildly in my chest, and I couldn’t contain the excitement and anxiety filling me simultaneously. Soon, I’ll be meeting Robert, and I couldn’t explain how tense and edgy I was feeling. “You’ll do good, Renee. Tonight, is going to go so smoothly, and you’re going to come back with shaky legs. Bet on it.” I heard Nicole whisper into my ear, her eyes upturned in a wink as she stood behind me. “God, I’m so nervous. I don’t think you understand. No, you can’t! You don’t get it!” I exclaimed, my eyes sweeping over my hot as fuck dress. I was wearing a stretchy brown satin dress that accentuated my curves and made everything look perfect. I loved how the dress hugged my body, leaving nothing to the imagination. The material flowed around me like water, showing off my impressive figure and my strappy nude-heeled legs in the most flattering way possible. My strawberry-blonde hair fell down my b
ROBERT I peeled the leather jacket off my body and gently draped it on Renee’s shivering shoulders as we strolled to the stretching marina. “Thank you so much.” She muttered, and I hummed in response. “So many boats….” She began. From my line of vision, I could see her eyes glinting as she asked once more, “Are we having our date at an exquisite restaurant on a yacht?” She queried glancing at me, and I just chuckled. “I wouldn’t want to spoil the surprise, baby girl. Just be quiet and follow me.” I mumbled. “What if I don’t keep quiet? I have a lot of questions, you know?” “You might as well fuck yourself tonight since you don’t want to shut up. I know your legs are still quivering from my touch, and if you want me to remedy that, then you have to do as I say, darling.” She shot me a pained glance, but before she could say anything, I pulled her up to the dock, where my sizeable Ivorian-style yacht lay. The wind was billowing intensely now and I cuddled Renee tightly, rubbin
RENEE “Thank you so much.” I said to the chef appreciatively as he cleared the dishes off the table.Beaming at me, he replied, “You’re most welcome. I’m sure you enjoyed your meal?” “Yes, I did.” I chimed quickly, a blush rising on my cheeks as I glanced at Robert, who was sitting opposite me, his eyes glinting wickedly. He’d finger fucked me earlier while we were eating, finally giving me an orgasm after depriving me for so long.I was still heady from his fingers in me. With the wine I’d drunk still swirling in my head, I was a bit fuzzy too. The dinner we had was wonderful. The three-course meal consisted of Italian and Mexican-infused cuisines, and rich fruits combined all tasted like something out of heaven. It was good, if not the best I’d ever had, thanks to the chef and my sweet Daddy. I beamed to myself as I looked around the romantic table he’d set up, the excellent music playing in the background and the soft sounds of the lapping ocean beneath us. The breeze blew fr
RENEEI had the goofiest grin on my face, my arms wide, enjoying the cool ocean breeze as Robert’s yacht zipped through the ocean. Water occasionally splashed on my naked feet, but I was content and not complaining. I was just so happy and satisfied to be with him this morning after our blissful night. A blush crept up my cheeks, and I mentally slapped myself as I remembered the sordid details of what happened last night. After dinner, Robert had taken me to bed, intent on offering me dessert just like he’d promised, and honestly, he didn’t disappoint. After eating me out for hours and making me come on end every single time he touched my needy, sensitive clit, he then tied my hands to the large bed, which had a hook I had never noticed. Proceeding to fuck me hard and fast till I cried out in pleasure, we then rode our orgasms together and after that, he’d passed out thoroughly exerted. I frowned as I recalled that I was yet to ask this mysterious man more questions about himsel
ROBERT On the way home, my phone buzzed with a text. ‘All is set, sir,’ it read, followed by a wink emoji. ‘Congratulations in advance!’The text was from Mark, who was to coordinate the surprise I’d planned for Renee tonight—the surprise marking the start of our new chapter.Smirking as I read the message, I quickly typed thanks, before sliding the phone into my breast pocket and taking a glance out the window.The car pulled into the driveway, and before the driver could get out to open my door, I was stepping out.The house staff warmly greeted me as I entered, and one informed me that Renee was in the backyard garden. Nodding gratefully, I made my way there. Sure enough, I spotted her. She stood near the daisies—her miracle flowers she called them. She once told me about a dream where she saw a whole field of daisies. And now she was determined to grow them everywhere in our garden. I smiled softly as I stood there, admiring and taking in every detail of her gorgeous pregnant
ROBERT I watched as the officers led Amanda out of the courtroom, her shackled hands clasped behind her back and her head hanging low. She looked broken. Defeated. And whereas she'd walked in confidently earlier, flashing a smug grin at me, now her feet dragged, and she didn't dare to look up. She couldn't, though, not after all that’d happened. Seeing her like this, knowing she finally got her karma, a bitter satisfaction curled in my chest. Finally, she got what she deserved. After the chaos, the wreck—the way she'd torn through my life, Renee's, and so many others—she would finally pay. This was her end. Her retribution. And it was brutal, yes, but it was also entirely fitting. "Yes," I breathed out, an invisible weight, one I'd carried for far too long, lifting from my chest. "Damn, I feel good," I murmured under my breath, and a smile formed on my lips. God! I couldn't wait to get home to Renee. I couldn't wait to tell her it was all over. That we’d won, and Aman
Your worst sin is that you have destroyed and betrayed yourself for nothing. ~ Fyodor Dostoevsky. ~•~AMANDA TWO MONTHS LATER Typically, a day begins when the clock strikes midnight, and the seconds tick.For some, it begins at seven a.m. or earlier. But today, my day began when the courthouse doors swung open and the bailiff ushered me and my lawyer into the courtroom. As we walked in, a hushed murmur rippled through the room, and for a moment, my stomach clenched—not in nervousness, but in anticipation. Which was strange given my crimes.Any prisoner convicted of murder would probably feel fear. Fear of their impending punishment, fear of the unknown consequences of their actions, fear of being executed. They'd also feel guilty, combine that with a sense of helplessness, and voila!But see, I wasn't just any prisoner. I was Amanda Clarke, and I feared no one. I feared nothing. As a convict who'd hired the best defense attorney in the country—my lawyer's record was pristine wi
RENEE "Look who's getting out of these four bleached walls today!" Nicole squealed with delight the moment she entered the room. She ran toward me, arms outstretched. "I'm so happy, Renee." She sniffled. "So fucking happy." "As am I," I said, hugging her with all my strength. "Where's Mom?" I asked. "She's at home, er, the mansion, preparing for your arrival," Nicole said. "I suspect you're going to eat a lot today, my friend," she added, and I laughed. "I can only imagine." I groaned and let go of her when Robert and the nurse assigned to check me out of the hospital arrived. She pushed a wheelchair into the room, signaling it was time for me to leave. As Robert turned to greet Nicole, the nurse, a petite young lady, attended to me. She introduced herself, asked a few questions, provided some healthcare instructions, and then it was time to fill out the discharge paperwork, which Robert quickly took charge of. As usual, he wasn’t letting me lift a finger. It’d been
ROBERTShe was awake.God, she was awake.I couldn't believe it, but as my legs carried me across the room and toward her, yes, Renee was awake. She was alive. She was conscious. And she was looking at me with teary brown eyes, muttering my name repeatedly. As I reached her bedside in a flash, and despite the doctor's warnings to take things easy, I pulled her into my arms and hugged her hard. Tight. Bone crushingly. The tears dropped faster than ever, and I cried. I sobbed. I turned into a blubbering mess, not caring about the doctor or nurses in the room. I just let the fucking grief out because it was about damn time. "Oh, God... Oh, Renee..." I mumbled, my voice breaking as I buried my face in her hair. "I... I thought you wouldn't make it. I thought I had lost you forever." My body shook violently as I spoke, but it didn’t stop my arms from tightening around her. I wanted to permanently hold her close. To never, ever let go of her."You didn't lose me." She whispered, her v
RENEE My dreams were a blur. I saw everything and nothing. I remembered everything and nothing. There was sunshine, and there was rain. There was light, and there was darkness. It was all so beautiful, but so terrifying. It was like time stopped, and I could do nothing about it. Everything felt surreal and I couldn't make sense of it. But then, suddenly… a feeling overtook me—a familiar feeling. The feeling of being alive. Of being whole. Of being complete. There was no more pain, blurry dreams, distorted visions, or anything else. There was only peace. And that peace woke me up. That peace made me move. That peace snapped me from my trance. Eyes fluttering open, the first thing I saw was a white ceiling. Then white walls and curtains. I blinked several times to orient myself to where I was, but the room appeared unfamiliar. It looked like… a hospital room. But why would I be there? I blinked slowly, trying to adjust my eyes to the sunlight streaming through
‘You’re my sunshine. My only sunshine. You make me happy when skies are grey. You’ll never know, dear, how much I love you… please don’t take my sunshine away.’The sky really was grey, almost black in its intensity. It looked like a storm could burst out at any moment and unleash its wrath on anything within sight. But he didn't care. Robert. He just stood in the field of daisies, arms crossed, staring up at the gray sky as if it were the most wondrous thing in the world. And he was singing. Singing with that bassy, beautiful voice of his. The one Renee had fallen for. That made her heart skip a beat and sent butterflies fluttering through her stomach. ‘When the sky is dark, and the clouds are thick, I will keep you warm through the rain. And I will always be with you through the wind and snow. I love you. I love you. I love you.’He kept singing, his voice carrying through the air and reverberating throughout the field, causing even the smallest flowers to sway gently to his me
ROBERT“…bad news, Robert. You need to get here. Renee… She was drugged. Or poisoned. I…I'm not sure, but she fainted. She’s in a critical condition, and her life is hanging on by a thread…”Nicole's words swarmed and raced in my mind like angry gnats as I rushed past the hospital's reception, the busy ER nurses and medics, and through the bustling hospital corridors to the VIP room reserved exclusively for the Clarke household.I could hear my heart thumping steadily, but the agony was nothing compared to the million terrifying thoughts flying through my mind. Every thought brought me back to that single word. Drugged. Or was it…Poisoned?Renee had been poisoned. Fuck no!This couldn’t be real. What I’d heard on the phone earlier wasn’t true, neither was this situation. It was a prank. Maybe someone, Nicole or Renee herself, was pulling a cruel joke on me.Yes. That’s it. And by the heavens, my woman was okay. She was at the mansion, and the party was still in full swing. She wasn’t
O, how the mighty fall! With ruin upon ruin, heap’d, and vengeance answer’d upon vengeance. ~ John Milton, Paradise Lost.~•~AMANDA“I didn't pay you thousands to stop at every fucking checkpoint, Mister.” I seethed, gritting my teeth in anger, as the driver pulled to a stop at another police roadblock, this one much busier than the other two we passed.“I have to fucking stop, missus.” He looked over his shoulder at me, scowling. “Either this or my cab is confiscated, and I'm fined. I damn well can't afford that, even with the scraps you're paying. So do me a favor, stop being a whiny bitch, and shut up.”My mouth flew open in surprise, and for a few seconds, all I could see were spots, my cheeks flaming with rage. What the fuck?Did this good-for-nothing asshole just call me a whiny bitch? And did he call the 2,000 extra dollars scraps? Scraps? The fuck!I almost laughed at the irony of my situation. Almost.Take deep breaths, Amanda. Deep… deep… deep fucking breaths, I told myself