But what to be expected from a man who only knew how to receive pleasure when with a woman? No matter how he thought his moves were gentle, it was different from how Mavie was receiving his playful biting and squeezings on her body. Mavie would squeak and twitch at Judas' touch. Some of them tickled her, and she was too scared to show her honest reaction. Because of his excitement, Judas' first thoughts to show her what to do slipped off his mind, and he just did what he felt wanting to do. He savored her natural scent that invaded his nostrils the moment his kisses landed on her skin. Judas' supposed to be gentle kisses became aggressively sucking on her skin that no doubt would leave hickeys here and there of where his lips had landed. Along with pain, Mavie also felt the tingly sensations of Judas' every punitive-like sweet torment on her naivety, or at least, that was what she understood of what her Master was doing to her. She was being taught of what to do, so Mavie was keenly
Mavie did not notice her hips bucking wildly against Judas' face as she felt the need for release. She felt like if she stayed passive and only receptive, the enslaving sensation of her orgasm was going to torture her to no end, so her body complied obediently and danced to a tune of music she was sure to bet with her head, she had not heard in her whole existence also called life!Along with her soft moans and labored breathing, Mavie's body waved, and her pelvis rocked to chase his teasing mouth, lips, and tongue. Judas did not stop. His kisses turned fervent. While he suckled on her clit, Judas moistened his right hand's tallest fingers and traced the rim of her entrance. It made Mavie moan even more delightfully. "Ohhhh… god…. Ahhhhmmmm…" The more she moaned, the more it made Judas feel good. He was satisfied to see she was reacting just the way he wanted her to. Her moans really like fine feathers, tickling him to a more profound lust. When Judas felt her juices leaking out of
When Judas felt like he could no longer stay supine and let Mavie do her extremely titillating antics above him, he stared at her. Mavie’s head was bobbing up and down, her lips caressing the skin of his shaft gently while her tongue flicked and licked his length inside her mouth. Her palms were flat on his pubis while her both thumbs and forefingers were circling his cock by the base. The view he was keenly looking at entertained Judas more than how it made him feel. The girl was so engrossed in what she was told to do. The passion seemed so intense despite the fact that she was doing such a thing to pay for someone else debt. It made Judas feel a slight fear of losing interest in Mavie if she was doing it with the thought of saving that someone else. “Are you sure you haven’t done this before?” Judas asked with a sneer.Mavie was startled at his question and her focus broke like a fine china ware teacup. She paused. Her eyes blinked a few times as if she could not believe what she
Mavie could not say not to express her retort or anything in response to his words. Her mouth was gagging and only the gulking sounds of her could be heard. “Who was it, huh?” Judas asked again. His voice was almost inaudible as it blended along with his groans and grunts at the gratifying sensation he was feeling. Judas was even more terrified to think that he was so enslaved by this girl to the brink of pleasure even with the feel of her mouth. As if he was annoyed with not getting any answer from the girl, Judas’ thrusts became even more assertive. He pressed his lower abdomen on her face as his tip reached the farthest end of Mavie’s throat as Judas pulled her head towards him. This blocked the airway of Mavie’s breath. This made her pharynx contract and larynx pushed up, trying to close entry to her throat as its defense mechanism to avoid swallowing anything. But this sensation was sending Judas to cloud nine in immense satisfaction as the feeling of his cock head being sque
Judas thought about his current chaotic predicament. He did not like the feeling of being played, and half part of his heart was convinced. Mavie was not faking anything, but that remained a fact that the other half believed the opposite to it. “Ray, grab that man and question him,” Judas pressed a speed dial on his mobile phone and spoke his orders as soon as the line got connected. “Boss, which man are you referring to?” his right-hand man asked with clarity. “The one who owes me money and sent his girl to me for payment,” Judas answered with expressed annoyance. “What would you like me to find out?” the man asked again, knowing whom his boss was talking about. “You don’t really have to ask him, but whatever will make the answer come out sooner than later will be fine with me. I want to know if he is gay and a pimp or what. Do not let this order be known to anyone, do you understand?” Judas spoke firmly. This man, Ray Lopez, is his most trusted man, there is no need for J
“Ahh… I’m sorry, Boss!” The man named Patrick jumped from his feet to get to Judas’ side as fast as he could manage. It had always been a sign of warning to hear the respectable Mafia man speaking with annoyance audible from his tone. “Hi!” Mavie greeted cheerfully. Patrick was about to answer when he saw the lady’s face frowning. He paused and watched the Boss and the lady. The lady was blinking her eyes in what seemed like she was in disbelief for whatever it was, but Patrick could not even begin to make the wildest guess. When he looked at the man, his Boss looked amused but hid his fascination in his frowns as he took a sip of his drink in the glass. Mavie was feeling weird. She was not sure why the feeling of being light and gleeful was too strong to suppress within her. Mavie could swear she was not feeling this way before the newly arrived man reached her side. Mavie gave Judas an asking glance, but the latter avoided her eyes. Judas wanted to calm her senses down, and in
Judas could not tell why he was feeling tickled as Mavie asked if he was no longer upset with her.Maybe because he knew that one of the effects of the spike he added in her champagne was like a truth serum. That was also the reason why Judas enjoyed asking Mavie questions. He was so curious to know but was wary if the girl would tell him the truth of his queries if she was sober. “Well, I…. ahh hmm….” Mavie stammered. Then she stopped talking and bit her lips inwardly. Judas did not rush Mavie to answer. He was enjoying watching her closed eyes, tightly bitten lips that also revealed her left cheek’s dimple, as she seemed to fight a mental battle between speaking her thoughts out loud or shallow the words before they slipped out of her lips. Mavie was indeed feeling chaotic inside her mind. The thought of what she was going to ask was itching her tongue to let it out, but the embarrassment it bears was equally holding her not to say anything. “Is it against the rules if…” Mavie a
“I feel so bold and free,” Mavie giggled as she received another glass of champagne from her Master. “I wouldn’t want you to be anything otherwise,” Judas answered indifferently. “Have you ever tried drinking alcohol before?” he asked casually. Mavie nodded with her eyes closed and her eyebrows up. “I drank with Lyndon when we celebrated my last birthday,” she answered. Judas groaned, accompanied by clearing his throat then he spoke. “I don’t want to hear that name or any other man’s name when I am with you,” he firmly stated.But Mavie did not seem to be scared of her Master, just like she would usually when he spoke in such a tone. She just nodded the way she did earlier.“Okay. What do you want to hear from me instead?” she asked casually. Judas was caught off guard to hear Mavie speak like she was ready to do or say anything Judas would ask of her. This made the man fall into a concise moment to think wisely. “Is there anything you wanna do with me right now?” Judas asked.
“What’s wrong? What happened?” Mavie asked, baffled as the man suddenly wrapped his arms around her waist and he cried pitifully. Mavie looked at the patient on the bed, there was nothing unusual. His heartbeat was normal, and he looked just the way he used to be a coma patient. “What is going on? Please tell me….” Mavie answered assuringly. Trying to calm her Master to the best of her ability. She was also starting to feel scared because she had never seen this brave man act the way he was at that moment. Judas told her everything that he had seen his grandpa did except the part where he mentioned Mavie as his girl. But as he tried to ask again to show Mavie, the old man on the bed did nothing similar to what Judas was excitedly telling Mavie. “Mister Dinero, it’s me, Mavie. Do you recognize me?” Mavie asked casually, speaking to her patient like she would usually do. But the patient’s eyes did not move like Judas said they did. They tried again. Nothing. “I asked him a few q
As for Mavie, she was actually brave only because she knew some of her Master's men were around to protect her. But she was not going to rely everything on them. She will fight on her own if someone comes trying to bring her down. Mavie admits that her bravery was also because she was more than confident that her Master was not going to let her be bullied other than him. Like Judas would tell her most of the time; "You are my slave. I am your only Master. No one is allowed to order you around other than me. Not even a bully aside from me."So she did not fear to act accordingly, protecting herself when someone tried to intimidate her with violence. But she did not want to let the matter get worse. Mavie tried to deal with what happened in her own way."Mister Ray, please do not tell my Master about what happened today. I don't want him to get mad or worry about me. He already has so much to handle. I do not wish to add to the things that would bother him about me."Mavie begged Ray o
Days went on. Days became weeks. Weeks turned to months, and months became a year. A lot of things happened. Joaquin Dinero, Mavie's patient, passed away in his nap with Judas and Mavie right beside him. His body had seemed to reject the medications, and in Judas' dreams, his grandpa spoke to him that he was too tired and wanted to join his wife in peace. Ever since then, the grandson was torn between the sadness to let his grandpa go, and another sorrow that he was refusing to grant the last, one and only wish the old man seemed to have asked of Judas, the grandson. It was not even a wish done like every ordinary people would do. It was like asking Judas to let his grandfather die. And the way of asking such a wish was through a dream which Judas could not find in his heart to fully believe until he realized that every medical procedure and treatment they tried to provide the old Dinero did not seem to have any positive effect. But, of course, the grandson did not give up. Mav
Mavie did not want to disobey her employer so she ate the oatmeal although she was not a fan of eating it. She had to take some meds to get better very soon so she could do her tasks, and so she did everything her Master had ordered her. The medicine had an effect to make her feel sleepy so even if she did not want to sleep, thinking it was rude when her employer was around, her body was not able to fight against the medicine’s effect. Without her knowing, she had a good sleep and rested, when she woke up, she felt way much better. It was almost like she had never had any cramps earlier that day. “What are you doing?” Judas asked when he heard some noises from the kitchen while he was checking the monitors all around the house, his and his grandpa’s, his business building, and everything that was going on in his operations. By having an eye directly able to see everything in and out of his business establishments, Judas can easily handle problems even when he is afar. “Ahmm, I am s
Just as Judas had ordered, the lady doctor was able to speak with Ray, but the doctor suggested that the patient be brought to the hospital for a proper check-up. “At the clinic, we have everything we might need in order to make sure everything is accurate, unlike when we do it on house calls. It would be best to have her womb checked through an abdominal or vaginal ultrasound.” Ray relayed the message to his boss. Judas was silent for a while. He had to think of a way to keep everything in safety. There were a few things Judas had to consider whatever he might decide to do in his predicament. “Ray, I want you to check who gave me the first call with an unregistered number today. Can we make it quick? I want to bring Mavie to the hospital, but I am worried about leaving grandpa behind,” Judas stated with a dark face. Ray knew that look. As the assistant for the mafia don for quite a while now, he had learned to read between the lines, hear unspoken statements, and read his boss’ m
"Master….?" Mavie called out softly. Mavie was not so sure she was allowed to address the man the way they had agreed. She was confused if their arrangement also applied while she was on work duty or on the weekdays, now that they both realized they were also employee and employer aside from being slave and Master. But calling the man master was not something she felt awkward about at all, so when she noticed the man did not seem to mind her way of addressing him, Mavie continued to ask what she had in her thoughts. "How was the result from the test we did last Sunday with the doctor?" Judas was not sure if this girl was playing a silly game or if she was really unaware of such facts about the human reproductive system. But when he looked at Mavie's frail mien, Judas' gaze lowered and continued to clean his grandpa's teeth and gums with the soft and wet cloth. Just the way he saw on the security surveillance camera how Mavie would do such tasks of keeping the patient feeling fresh
“Master….?” Mavie did not expect to see the man, but instead of surprise, a faint smile was visible on her face. If there was someone Mavie wished to see at the very moment, it was no other than this person. The only person she had been thinking of with so much longing to see again, spend time with, no matter what reasons fate had to bring them together. “Master, is it really you?” Mavie asked again but in a soft whisper. Judas had so many scenes played in his mind of how this moment would turn out to be in reality to have a slight idea; if he cannot be accurate, so he would know how to explain and clarify his identity to Mavie. He had expected her to be surprised, first of all. If not, she should be scared o upset, but among all the possibilities his mind had conceived, Judas was baffled to see an exact opposite to what he had supposed Mavie would have reacted. “I had hoped the names of my slave and the hired carer for my grandpa would be one and the same person,” Judas hid his a
Ray started to check the packaging label of the item. He had a picture from Mavie’s stocks and the products that were on the racks. “They have the same packaging, right?” Ray held the pack and showed it to Judas. “This item is the same as the one in this picture, right, boss?”The cashier was watching the only customers he had in the store in the wee hours of the night; two men, as they chose items on the shelves. The store worker was not confident to walk closer and offer his assistance because he noticed they were on a section he was not very knowledgeable about. He was a man, after all, so he did not know much about sanitary pads. He was confident he could assist them, but only if they wanted to pay for their purchases. Because f they were going to ask anything else about the item, the worker was not ready to answer any questions. But if they still chose to approach him, he would just tell them to check the prints on the packaging. That’s all he could to help. Soon enough, two da
Ray was startled when he noticed his boss got into a car parked right outside the gates. Judas had ordered one of his men to bring a vehicle outside his gates and had its engine started because he would be leaving soon. And it was right where Judas asked it to be when they walked out of his grandpa's house. "Boss…?" Ray called for Judas' attention with hesitations. "What?" Judas asked as he fastened his seatbelt, seated right next to Ray, who was sitting behind the wheels. "I'm going to buy the pads and a serving of warm porridge. You can take your rest. I can handle this," Ray answered cautiously. "I have no doubt you can. I am even amazed you don't seem bothered that you are going to buy such items for a woman. Personal, if I may add," Judas said casually. "I don't think you're that kind of guy…." Judas could not say his words exactly. The Mafia Don was also cautious not to offend Ray's feelings if he happened to be wrong in his thoughts. They do not have much of an age differe