KATALINA “Her friends told the police that we were the only ones who had a problem with her." I instantly felt worried. What if they investigated me and found out that we met on the day she was attacked? “You don't have to worry about it. Once they found out you were married, they left us alone." “Really?" I was wide-eyed. “It's been more than two weeks, so maybe they don't need to come in. I don't know.” Huracio. He must have taken care of it. I couldn't help but be wary of his ability to do and undo. It is uncanny. Once She was gone, I started packing some miscellaneous stuff into a small carry-on. They were mostly my toiletries and some of my favorite home-wears. The meal was delicious, but by the time we finished eating, I was restless. With plans to go shopping with her in a few days, I left once we were done eating. Getting home around 3 pm, I found a spread on the dining table. Rosa prepared something. Who asked her? I wanted to just ignore it and go upstairs, but
KATALINA“Miss Katalina, your delivery is here," Rosa called out from outside my bedroom door. “Come in." I gravelly replied. The door opened and she stepped through. Giving me a slight bow, she walked in with a large, rustic red box in her hand. She placed the package on the table and walked out.Once she was gone, I stood up excitedly, but once I opened the package, my breathing glitched, and my face paled. It's been four days since Huracio traveled. Last night, he told me that he got me a gift and it would be delivered today. It would be his first gift to me, and I was happy and looking forward to it. I had no idea what it would be, and my curiosity had reached a peak by the time it arrived. Nothing prepared me for what was in the box though. Carefully arranged in the box was a set of dainty, pink, net lingerie. To one side of the box was a clitoris massager wrapped in a transparent package, a small vial of massage oil, and a black tassel whip. The moment I saw them, I knew
Chapter 29: Yes, Daddy. Katalina With scented oil flowing down my body, I ran my hands all over my torso, while swinging my waist to the invigorating beats. I attended to my breasts with my right hand and tried to reach my nipples with my tongue while kneading and smooching each mold intermittently. My left hand was left to roam my body, gliding up and down my stomach, while teasing myself in between the legs. Once my body was fully covered with the oil and I was glittery and slippery all over, it was finally time for the tassel and some serious dancing. Tassels look harmless, but they sting. As I danced seductively, I intermittently whipped myself with the tassel. The strips hit several places at the same time. At first, I felt nothing, but the sting gradually built up, and the spots I hit gradually grew pinky. Following the beat cue, I picked up the net bra and started playing with it. I rolled it in the air like a sports fan rolling a jersey and riding it between my legs li
Katalina I couldn't walk straight for two days after Huracio finished with me. That was how long it took my pussy to heal up from the bruising it got from getting overstimulated and rubbed. Because of that, I had to postpone my shopping date with Emilia. To apologize, I took her on a shopping spree. To avoid meeting anyone from my high school, we avoided the local malls. “School is starting soon, when should we do our school shopping?" Emilia suddenly asked as we were checking out some exotic perfumes in a high-end store. My heart tightened. Indeed, school will soon start. With summer coming to a close, I have just three weeks to convince Huracio to let me attend college. I got an admission to study Data Analysis, and Marketing at the only university in the city. Emilia and I were going to choose a college out of state, but Mum convinced me otherwise. How I wished I didn't listen to her. Though we have never talked about my education, I was scared that Huracio won't let me co
KATALINA “Miss Katalina, are you okay?" Stone closed the distance and asked again. He was on alert, warily looking around. “It's nothing. I thought I saw someone I knew, but I was wrong." I could feel his scrutiny but I ignored him, focusing my attention on Emilia. “Are you done? Let's go inside." I grabbed her hand and made her hurry after me. We entered a shoe store and I randomly grabbed a track boot. “What is going on Katalina? Why will Helena…”"I was wrong, Emilia. That wasn't Mum. Forget it.” "Forget it? Katalina, can you stop treating me like a fool?” Emilia suddenly flared up, catching me off guard. “Emilia, I am not treating you like a fool. I … you will not understand.” "Because I am dumb. You think I am so dumb that if you tell me what is going on, I will not be able to understand it, right? Katalina. I have tried to play the fool for you for months, but now, I am done. Either tell me what is going on, or we can't be friends anymore. I will not be best friends w
HURACIO The moment our gazes clashed, fear slipped into her eyes. She stopped at the door and stared at me, clearly not knowing what to do. Feeling frustrated, I stopped glaring at her and rubbed my forehead. If just looking like a wet cat can make me weak-hearted, then who is the actual master? “Come over here." I tried to soften my voice. “Huracio. You are back?" She walked over with her head bent and said. Her voice was small and trembling. “Yes. I am back.” I grumbled, trying to keep my displeasure out of my voice. "How did your shopping go?“ "It was fine.” It was fine? Is that all you are going to say? I groaned inwardly. When I was notified some hours ago that Helena surfaced and went to look for Katalina, I was happy. Our plan worked, and as long as she did her part, this long wait would be over. I waited for Katalina to call me, but to my grave disappointment, the call never came. What did that mean? My threats, my punishments, none of them worked. This girl never to
HURACIO Katalina woke up that same evening just like Gerald said, but she was delirious and wimpy. There was a faraway look in her eyes. It was as if she was languid and unaware of her surroundings. From helping her to take her bath, to dressing her up, she was just docile and unmoved. If not that she was moving her body when I asked her to, she would have qualified for a cripple. If I knew that seeing her mother would have this sort of effect on her, I wouldn't have shown her that video clip from last night. When I was coaxing her to eat, she suddenly started crying again. It was the most painful cry I had ever seen. There was no sniffing or sobbing. Just a continuous flow of tears from her red, sad eyes. “Kitty, please, stop crying." I repeatedly tried to console her but nothing worked. In the past, when I kissed her after some painful punishment that made her cry, she would melt into my arms and return the kiss fervently. But this time, it was like touching my mouth to a cold
KATALINA It's been a blurry few days. I didn't know a person could feel numb, cold, and hot all at the same time. My sleep was filled with dreams of Mum walking away just like at the mall. In the dream, no matter how many times I called, she refused to look back or answer. I ran after her several times, and it always felt like I was close enough to grab her hand or her shirt. But my fingers would slip through, leaving me hanging. And each time I woke up from such dreams, I would feel relieved that I couldn't grab her. Though I was confused and worried about Mum, what worried me the most was the prospect of leaving Huracio. If that woman was really Mum, would she want to come back? Will she take Huracio from me? I realized that I wasn't willing to let him go. He is mine. With that realization came a gut-crushing guilt and self-disdain. Huracio was my Mum’s lover for two years. I experienced firsthand how much she loved him. Therefore, I knew that whatever made her leave him at t
HuracioI yanked her pants down and buried my head between her legs. Inhaling her fresh scent, I couldn't help but sigh. Nothing changed. She was still as intoxicating as ever. She was wet and her thong was soaked. Resenting the piece of lace standing between my tongue and her juice, I rubbed her hard and protruding clitorise. “Aaaah,” She grabbed my hair and jerked her waist up. Yes. This is how I remembered her, how I always wanted her. Slutty and wantonly demanding my touch.“Wueueue, mummmmmy, I want my mummy!” A child’s cry pierced the air, breaking the spell, and bringing us back to our senses. “David!” She gasped and tried to get out of my hand. “No!” instantly filled with resentment and rage, I pushed her back into the bed and trapped her with my body. “Huracio, that's David. He needs me.” “No. I need you. It's my turn!”With eyes filled with confusion and worry, she glared at me. “Huracio, let me go.” “No.” I hurriedly unbuckled my jeans and slid into her pussy. “Ar
Katalina.“Sleep deeper, ten times deeper, twenty times deeper. At the count of five, I will snap my fingers, and you will wake up.” Huracio’s calm and clear voice continued to speak while my heart raced in anticipation for what was about to happen. He counted to five and snapped his fingers. The girls immediately opened their eyes. The men behind them slipped their hands around them and started playing with their bodies. From their nipples to their necks. They buried their noses in the girls’ necks, kissing and biting. Their huge hands didn't go gentle on the breasts, and the girls couldn't stay still or quiet. They were acting drunk and lewd. They really thought it was Huracio that was touching them. They were wimpy, and wiggling, with his name on their lips. He buried his nose in my hair and sniffed me like a dog in heat. “What do you think?” he whispered close to my ear. Watching them like that was quite arousing. I could feel his arousal pushing against my back, and I was tem
Katalina After consoling me, I asked him what he did to them, and he told me it was called hypnosis. He had been hypnotizing them for a week now. Once they gave him the permission to do it the first time, he gained access to their subconscious and could hypnosis them at any time. “As long as what I ask them to do is what they want, they will do it.” He said with a smug face. “So, what do they want now?” Though I knew exactly what they wanted, I still couldn't stop myself from asking. “What else?” He scoffed cockily. “They want me. Are you jealous?” He ruffled my hair when my eyes darkened in anger at his words. His actions reminded me of Dad, and my emotions suddenly got more complicated. “Wake up!” Huracio snapped his fingers. Miss Kim and Grace slowly opened their eyes. They looked relaxed and refreshed. Like someone who just woke up from a deep, long sleep. Grace stretched and grunted, while Miss Kim just sat up and adju
Katalina “Give me your hand.” He said to Miss Kim in a soft, yet authoritative voice. Acting coquettishly, she slowly placed her hand on his outstretched palm. Huracio closed his palm around her hand, and suddenly jerked it. “Sleep!” He ordered. To my shock, she instantly slumped against him. Her eyes were closed and her body was soft. “Oh my gawd! Huracio, what did you do to her?” I snapped in shock and fear. Ignoring me, he scooped her into his arms and carried her over to the biggest couch in the room. After that, he turned to Grace. “Come here.” He said to her, “Yes, Master.” She whimpered, then started crawling towards him. “Huracio, what is going on?” I asked again, really scared now. What sort of trick could turn people into zombies? The thought that he could do that to me started a storm in my mind. “I just put her under my spell.” He shrugged, looking all smug and p
KatalinaMiss Kim suddenly walked forward and raised her hand to slap me. I had enough time to stop it, but why should I? Huracio was their guest and I wanted to see how she would explain it to him. If his feelings for me were still the same, she would be in for some serious trouble. Wouldn't she?“Pah!”Despite how tiny she looked, her slap carried some serious weight. The moment it hit me, my neck involuntarily swung to the side, and my ears started buzzing. Dazed, I took several steps back, holding my cheek. I could literally feel it throbbing like heartbeats, and the pain spread to every part of my face. Fuck. If I knew it would be that painful, I would have stopped it. It's not like Huracio would let me go even though he didn't love me anymore. Just as I was trying to shake off the dizziness that suddenly assailed me, Grace rushed over, trying to follow up with another slap. Just then, the front door opened. Distracted, h
KatalinaIt was a very long night. I have never felt so stifled in my life.Emilia and I spent half of the night sitting in silence. What should we do? It wasn't that we didn't know what to do, but we had no idea how to go about it. Just when dawn arrived, I turned to her. “You should leave.”“What about you?’ “Me?” I chuckled derisively. “I know I can't escape him. But I will feel better if you do.” “He said he wouldn't hurt me.” Emilia reminded me. “I am not scared of him.” I replied with a forlorn face. Huracio keeps his word. So When he said he wouldn't do anything that would hurt me, I believed him. “Salvatore.” Emilia whispered that dreadful name. “He was the one who ordered Dad's death. Dad did nothing, yet he had him killed. What do you think he will do to you once he finds out that I dared to return?” I gave her a level look, hoping she would understand why she had to leave. “...”“We are in America. I still have time…* “You think so?” I wanted to believe her but my i
Katalina“Kata, I am worried. It's been more than a week.”“I know.”Emilia sat beside me as I watched David run around in the flower garden we found behind the house where Hoseok left us more than ten days ago.Since then, he hasn't come back. Two days after he left, he simply told me on the phone that we should sit tight and wait for him. I thought he was trying to arrange Emilia's travels, but after that phone call, his numbers became unavailable, and his absence became like a heavy hill, placed on my chest. I couldn't stop thinking that something terrible would happen soon. Luckily, Emilia was able to inform her father about the situation we were in, and the man promised to take care of their family. They talked every day, and up till now, everything seemed fine on that side. “What can possibly be going on with Hoseok?”“What if we go back and check?” “But he asked us to wait.”“He needs his family's approval. What if he doesn't get it? Wha
Huracio It's midnight, but Houston never sleeps. The night is cold and the breeze is biting as autumn is just around the corner. Standing in front of the hotel’s balcony, gazing at the city lights. The sounds of cars consistently breaking into my thoughts, — I closed my eyes and let my spirit fly. In five years, this is the first time I am in tune with everything around me. I can feel the ambiance and see the details. I feel alive. A few hours ago, Stone returned with a report. Katalina is staying offshore on a relatively safe island, and Emilia is preparing to move to Poland. “We can't let her leave. As long as she is here, Katalina will not be too stubborn.” I told him. “Boss, do we really have to go this far?” Stone finally asked the question I knew was eating him up since I activated RedNote. “What do you think I should do, Stone?” I gave him an enquiring look. “...” Not knowing what to say, he brought out another file and h
Katalina“You have to help me!” I grabbed Hoseok's hand once Huracio got into his car. To my exasperation, Hoseok just shrugged casually. “He can't do anything to you as long as I am here.” This over pampered man had no idea what he was messing with, but he was all I had. I must somehow make him getting moving.“No, Hoseok. You don't understand. Huracio can do and undo. He will find a way. Please, help me.” “Let's go back and talk about this. But first, are you Catherine, or Katalina?” He sneered, his gaze filled with suspicion. Knowing I had no choice but to come clean, I ran my hands through my hair in despair. “It's a long story.” “Kata, what will happen now?” Emilia stepped forward. She was pale and scared. “I don't know. I honestly don't know.” Back in the apartment, I told Hoseok a watered down version of what really happened, and lied about why I needed to escape. “He is that kind of man?” He gasped when I told him that Hur