“Have you eaten today?” He looks at me as we leave, and my head shakes.
“Right, well, we will go somewhere and get food. You need to eat Trix, enough every day.” His words are clearly an order, so I nod and don’t argue.
Walking through into some restaurant, we get seated in a private area. I am guessing this is the safest place local to eat right now.
“This is something you will need to do, Trix, if you agree. Eat right. You can’t be skipping meals all the time, Trix.” He looks at me, and I nod in agreement.
“I agree to eat food every day.” I smile at him.
“Trevor?”
His one word makes me look at him. It is a question, but what is it? I shrug my shoulders, unsure of what to say back to him in regard to that.
“Was you really going to sleep with him?” He looks annoyed.
“Yes, you didn’t want me, Damon, so you can’t exactly cry about it. You and dad act as if I am innocent and never fucked a guy before. Believe me, I have.”
I stand in his place, looking around without actually looking properly as he grabs some things. I want to ask what he needs from here, but I would rather not know. This is fun, nothing personal, I don't need to know personal things. “Here.” He appears in front of me holding out a glass. My hand takes it from him. “Thanks.” I take a sip of the drink. “You look nervous now.” His words sound smug, and I want to say no but honestly, I am. He pulls me against him and kisses me again. “Say no Trixie, say no and walk away, this is your final chance. You should run.” I look up at him confused, he is still trying to run, has he not learnt yet I won't be? “It’s not happening Damon, I won’t say no. You have me here, in your house. Am I nervous? Yes, because all I have thought about since the club is this!” I step closer, my body pressed against his. “I’m sure. I am sure I want this, I am sure I want to fuck and that is all. I know this is nothing mor
I walk into my parents, my mum and dad looking towards me confused. Damon came here earlier, I spent an hour in a pub drinking coke so we didn’t show up together. “You’re back and with your bags?” My dad looks at me. “Sure am Daddy, I decided it was a waste of money to stay in a hotel and drive here every day.” I hug them both. “I will take your bags up.” Damon takes it from me and carries it upstairs. “Get unpacked and then back down here.” My mum hugs me and I walk up. Stepping into the room Damon is stood waiting. “I have it ready.” I watch as he holds out papers. “What ready?” I look at him confused. “The contract.” Wait, I turn and close the door. “Really? We fucked Damon I am not about to sign and say you own me.” Is he fucking crazy? “You agreed my way!” He steps closer and I back up. “Your way, I am guessing your way is I only have you touch me, and I only touch you right?” I watch as he nods. “A
I wake to feel the bed moving. Rolling over I see Damon sat next to me, his eyes scanning the contract. "Damon." I groan and look at him but he barely takes his eyes from the paper. "Morning baby girl." "Don't morning baby girl me! You can't keep doing this." I sit up slightly. "Doing what?" Is he really playing dumb? "Coming into my room. You were worried about my dad finding out, yet you keep coming in here. What is your excuse Damon if he sees you sneaking in here, or walks in and finds you in here?" He can't keep doing this and risking it. "Baby girl, I would simply tell your dad you were bratty so I was punishing you." I gasp at his words. "I'm joking, I would say I heard a bang and came to check you were fine. Stop worrying." His eyes stay on the contract. "This isn't funny Damon, I swear don't fucking push." His eyes turn and fix on mine. "I'm not scared of you! Threaten to spank me Daddy I'm sure I will enjoy it
Damon stops, and I climb off the bike. My dad’s bike is here, so he is home. "Want me to come in?" He looks at me, and I shake my head. "Are you sure? It sounded serious." He is right. For my dad to go searching for me means something. Maybe he knows and just wanted to pull me about it and not Damon? "Yeah, come in just in case." I don't know why I am worried. Walking in, he stays behind me. "God, I love your ass, baby girl." "And so, you should, Daddy, it's all yours." My words are quiet and taunting as I step through the house. Getting outside the back, I stop. "Princess." My dad looks at me, but my eyes go past him and stare at the person before me. "Hi, Trix." The words are alluring as Paul stares at me. What the fuck? I step back, but I can't. My body hits into Damon. "What...Why is he here!" I scream, looking at my dad. "With me." I turn and look at Melanie. "You're joking, right?" I stare at her, but he s
"Baby girl." The voice has me waking up. My eyes open, and Damon is sat facing me. "Why were you asleep like this?" He is worried, but I don't want to think about last night. "Where is everyone?" I rub my eyes and look around. "Out, Paul and Mel are viewing a place, your dad and mum went with them. It's nearly two. Did you really sleep all day?" I nod and try smiling. I don't want to talk. My hands reach out and grab him, pulling him to me as he kisses me. I need it. I need him to kiss and touch me to remove the feeling of Paul from my skin. Moans escape my mouth as I pull him closer, my body straddling his. "Baby girl." He groans, his hands palming my ass. "Food first, please. You need to eat and drink water. You can't fuck me without energy." He lifts me from him. "I will cook, get downstairs and eat. You need to look after yourself." His lips press against my head. "I am looking after myself, daddy." I smile at him. "No, you're not.
I spend the evening with my dad at the club. It feels great to see the guys again, but it just reminds me how much I have that I could lose. My dad wouldn’t ignore what Paul did. Even if he tried not touching Paul, the club wouldn’t ignore it, and that would fall back on him. Maybe if I didn’t care so much about my dad, I wouldn’t be bothered? Would I tell everyone about Paul? I wouldn’t care that my dad would go crazy and kill him, but I do. So, Paul knows I am close to my dad, far closer than I am to my mum. “Tomorrow night, baby girl, I know you’re meeting me tomorrow, but get tomorrow night away as well.” I hear Damon’s words as he stands behind me in the kitchen. “Okay, Daddy.” I turn and smile at him, his hands pushing me back slightly. “Your dad can see. Careful.” He winks and smiles. “Tonight?” I look at him hopefully. “I’m at the club, but I will come back here with your dad and come sleep with you.” I smile at the tho
I wake up and find myself in bed. Damon's bed. Sitting up, I grab my phone from the side. It is eight. Did I really fall asleep? I walk out of the bedroom and stop when I see Damon. Standing quietly, I observe him from the door. Watching as he cooks, and it is incredible. The last time he cooked, I was with him and helping. I haven't yet just stood and watched. I do now; I study his face as he focuses on the measurements. It seems he is a perfectionist in all things. Which I now realise, I don't know about him, not really. I know he owns businesses, rides the bike, helps run the club, but that is all. Oh, and that he is known as a whore. I laugh at that thought. "Baby girl, what are you laughing at?" I look up to see him stood wiping his hands, my heart fluttering as he steps towards me. "Erm, I." Fuck, where is his top? How didn't I realise that was missing? I watch as he steps closer, joggers, he is wearing grey joggers, and it is a
I stand in his room, looking around. He told me to get sex off my mind, but surely, he will fuck me, right, or what is the point? I feel his fingers stroke along my back, his hands grasp my hips, while his mouth is teasing along my shoulders. "Strip baby girl, completely naked." I smile at his words. "You said no sex, daddy?" "Just because your naked, baby girl, it does not mean you get sex." His hands roam down my body grasping my ass and palming it. His hands begin to roam across my body again as I strip This time, wrapping around me and grasping my breasts. "You can get pleasure without sex, baby girl, and believe me, I get pleasure without being touched." I moan and lean back against him, his hands sliding down my stomach, one grasping my core, the other pushing my legs open. His hands continue to roam across my body, teasing every part. Reaching my nipples, he twists them slightly, my body leaning against his. His hands se
I feel nervous and I'm not entirely sure why. I sit in the car looking at the club. "What's wrong princess?" My dad looks at me as he holds the door open, waiting for me to climb out of the car. "I'm just anxious and worried." I feel sick. "Why? You can't run princess, that would kill him." He looks at me. "I'm not running, just. I don't know, I feel worried." "Okay, what about? Tell me and I can try help." He climbs into the car and sits with me. "Everything has gone wrong dad, everything. It's been a few months of us dating and already I live with him and am getting married." "True, but he isn't a stranger princess. This isn't like you just met him. You have known him since you were born." He smiles at me. "Which is the worry." My words are quiet. "Why is that a worry princess?" He looks at me confused. "Because his feelings could just be messed up and confused! He could realise pretty soon he doesn't
I wake to find Damon gone, I want to complain, but I can't. He is getting ready somewhere else.Getting up and showered I walk downstairs, my mum sat holding Raye."Morning, today's the day." She smiles at me and I nod. "You forgot two things, but Damon sorted it for you." "What two things?" What did I forget?"Makeup and hair, Damon has booked a woman she should be here soon. He made breakfast as well before leaving." She points towards the table, sitting I eat.This doesn't feel real, it has all happened so quickly."Your flowers are here as well, the plan is, you have your hair and makeup done. I will get Raye ready, your dad will be here as well to go with you in the car.""Thank you mum." I finish eating just as someone knocks."That will be the woman, I will let her in." Walking to the door she opens it. I watch the woman walk in and smile at me."Okay, so do you know the sort of style you want your hair and makeu
Climbing off the bed, I walk towards the bathroom, slowly removing my clothes along the way.I smile as I see his back to me, stepping into the shower, my arms wrap around his waist."God, baby girl." He groans slightly as my hand strokes down his body and grasps his cock.My hand moves over it slowly, I smile as I see his head fall back slightly in pleasure. The water running across us as my hand pumps his shaft.I move, and begin to walk around him, my hand staying on his cock. Stopping before him, I lean up and press my lips against his.His hand moves, and wraps around my throat, a groan escaping his lips as my hand moves faster, the kiss becoming more forceful as I whimper.Moving back slightly, I kiss along his body until I am kneeling. My tongue strokes along his cock, watching as his head falls back slightly.Sucking him into my mouth, my tongue teases along it before I pull back. My hand grips his cock tighter, as my tongue c
One week has passed, and I have spent it relaxing. Just me, Damon and Raye.My dad and mum have stayed away all week, which feels weird but I understand why."So, it's been a week, baby girl." I turn and see Damon stood by the door.I know what he is wanting. He has mentioned it a few times. I laugh slightly."Okay, let's do it. Let's get started and look." I smile at him."Date?" He looks at me."I don't know." I really don't."The sooner the better, baby girl.""Really? How about next week, daddy?" I smirk at him."Fine, baby girl.""I was joking, that is impossible!" Laughing I shake my head."It isn't, you have the venue, you need the dress, flowers and stuff. The hardest part is the venue and your dress."I laugh, it's impossible, and he knows it is."Come on baby girl, are we getting married or not?" He looks at me waiting."So next week? You really think we can get it sorted by n
I wake up and feel Damon wrapped around me. It feels strange now, knowing that everything is over. "Morning baby girl." His words cause me to smile. "Morning daddy, you got out of last night." I roll over to face him. "With how bad I was feeling it is a good thing we didn't use the room. I would have passed out and left you tied up." He laughs and I have to nod and laugh with him. "True, so what is the plan now daddy?" I look at him. "We go home. I spoke to the police last night, CCTV confirms everything. They had the scene cleared up. So home, a week without anything, no work, no club, just me, you and Raye." He pulls me against his chest and I have to agree, it sounds good. I don't reply, my mind replays everything and I consider if there was a way to stop it all. If I had gone home with Damon, if I had refused to go out. "What's up baby girl?" He peers down at me. "Just thinking if there is anything I should have don
I sit down holding a cup, it warming my hands slightly."You should get some sleep, baby girl." Damon looks at me, but I shake my head."Not until I find out what happened." I look between him and Rose. "How did she get in?" Did Rose let her?"I heard a noise in the garage. When I went through I looked around but couldn't see anyone. I thought one of you had come back early. The garage door was shut and locked so I just assumed it was one of the boxes or something that fallen. When I walked back through I felt something hit my head. I woke up tied to a chair in the room. I couldn't make noise she had taped my mouth."Looking around, I consider how she got in."I felt off, I don't know why. As I walk in I passed out, when I woke up Lucy was there. Apparently she had hid inside the moving van and stayed in the garage. She put something in that bottle I was drinking. She only got in because of the van, otherwise she wouldn't have.""I know." My
I run upstairs, if I can get into Raye's room the door locks. As I get closer to the I feel her dragging me back.Screaming, I fight her onto the floor. As I begin to stand she grabs my ankle and pulls me back down. Scrambling, I try to get away from her towards Raye's room as I hear her crying.Kicking Lucy, I crawl across the floor, moving I go to stand as I feel her hands grasp my ankles again. Something sharp stabbing into my leg, screaming, I roll over.Lifting my leg, I kick out, hitting her face.Pulling myself up I rush towards Raye's room, my leg hurting as I do.I feel hands grasp my shoulders and pushing me against the wall. Turning Lucy's hands grip my throat, my hands moving and fighting against her.Struggling to breath my nails dig into her skin, her hands only tightening more. I move, swinging my head forward and hitting her nose.She stumbles back, and I go to move, as I turn, her hands pull me back again. Break
I wake and groan. My mind reminding me of what happened.I remember driving home, then walking in. As I walked in, I saw Damon. He was passed out tied to a chair."You didn't agree, so I decided on a new plan, so all that is left is me, and when I have Raye, you have to stay." I hear Lucy's voice and try to move, but the thick haze builds again as I feel myself pass out once again.When I wake again I feel weird, moving, I roll onto my back. My head kills, reaching up with my hand I touch it and feel wetness. Blood.Groaning I slowly sit up, feeling sick. What happened? How did Damon pass out? I look around myself trying to figure out where I am.A few minutes later I recognise the room, I'm in the utility room. Standing, I wobble slightly before walking towards the door and finding it locked.I walk across the room, slowly pushing the unit out of the way. My feet against the wall and back against it as I push harder and it moves enough.
The dress looks amazing. But I feel nervous, walking down my dad and Damon are sat together ready already."Your mum is sat through there, she has the cctv on so she can watch as well." My dad smiles at me."Drink, baby girl?" Damon looks at me and I nod."Not that though, daddy." I laugh and he nods. It might settle my nerves. He pours me one and hands it to me. Sitting I drink it as they talk. I try to focus on their words but nothing makes much sense.We leave soon, and I slowly sip my drink, watching as Damon drinks three glasses in the same time. I have to laugh.He has barely drank, been to the club or anything."Ready, baby girl?" Damon looks at me and I nod. Standing we walk out and get in the car. I drive, as Damon already drank too much and my dad is constantly on the phone."So how busy will this place be?" I look at him."Depends who shows really. I don't know. I think, hundred, or less maybe, I don't know."