Night Visits(5)

"That's right baby get yours." He growled that shit in my ear and that's all she wrote.

I cum and cum all over his dick while he stays buried deep, I know there'll be lots more where that came from and suddenly I'm not bored anymore.

PUSSY- my milkshake brings all the boys to the yard

Damn right it's better than yours......"

Pussy lost her damn mind again, I don't even want to know.





Chapter Seven





Two weeks I've been here, at least I'm allowed out of my room now.

The house is huge, no house isn't the right word, mansion would be better suited.

Outside the windows all I can see are acres and acres of meadows and trees, and fucking deer.

Donovan is in his study as usual, while I had been bound to my room he had given me some story about being a billionaire who traded stocks from home for fun.

Yeah right!

Well I guess he wasn't lying about that, I was tempted in the beginning to believe that he was some nut job who had broken into someone else's place while they were away for a long time

or something, but his ancestors were all over the wall, some of them with that same fucked up hair, and so were his credentials.

When I'd asked him why a rich, good looking guy needed to steal me away in the night, he would only say he'd tell me later.

Later when was anybody's guess.

So here I am laying on the couch in his study which is where he liked me to be while he played on his computer.

You would think I'd be bored but no dice, he kept me pretty busy the freak.

Pussy has been grinning like a Cheshire kitten all this time, my freak boy loved to fuck.

Though boy wasn't quite right, he was thirty two to my twenty four . Whatever, he loved to fuck. All day sometimes, that was my new occupation, call me bed wench.

PUSSY- psst,psst, what's he doing?

ME- Quiet, he's working.

PUSSY- I'm feeling peckish.

ME- What the hell does that mean?

PUSSY- means I could go for a snack.

Well now; how long had it been since my last injection of the good stuff?

I looked at my watch, three hours.

"Hungry again?" Donovan's sexy voice broke the air.

Damn, the man was spooky.

"Come over here."

I sashayed my booty over to his humongous mahogany desk. He was a neat freak too on top of everything else. All that sat on his desk was a laptop, an inkwell and one folder.

Hmmm, lots of room to spread out, which I've already done a time or two.

"On your knees, get me hard......er."

I know that's right, my man stayed hard around me, or at least he always sported a semi, but on a moose even a semi could get the job done.

He was an all around freak, especially about the baby, even though the thing couldn't be bigger than a peanut, when it came to my pregnancy the man was a dictator.

Pussy loved it when he laid down the law, she'd start juicing as soon as he got going.

He fed me all kinds of healthy shit, shit that I never would've eaten in a thousand years.

Oh well, can't think about that now. Pussy was yelling at me to get the show on the road.

I assumed the position, which meant I removed the little crop top I wore, along with my half bra. He'd picked out my clothes obviously. I guess his raping, kidnapping ass had this shit

planned out for a while because I had a closet full of designer shit all in my size, with price tags that made my head spin.

Who spent that much on clothes?

Pussy was very happy with him, he was her new favorite person why, because in all the shopping he did he hadn't bought your average every day panties. He got the crotch less ones that he liked me to wear when I sat on his tongue.

The rest of the time it was short skirts and no drawers.

Pussy said she never had so much fresh air in all her days, she was enjoying her freedom, of course the slut was also enjoying the fact that his dick had easy access.

I’m getting use to his sneak attacks though, like yesterday I was leaning over cleaning the tub, yes he had a staff who were more like ghosts than anything else because I hardly ever saw them, but I'm so unaccustomed to having someone else to pick up for me that when the tub was drained I decided to give it a wipe down.

I was wearing this short terry cloth robe that barely covered my ass, I heard the movement behind me and pussy blinked, so I knew who it was, not to mention his scent hit me seconds later.

He'd knelt down behind me."Stay just as you are."

Then he'd slid home nice and slow and so fucking deep, uhmmmm. He banged my pussy so good up against that marble tub my fingers had turned white from gripping so hard.

Did I mention he has stamina coming out his ears. Fucking machine.

Right now I'm licking my way around his pole like a lollipop. Nice long licks, swirl on the top, cover the head, deep suck, balls deep, my nails are digging into his thighs, this is how he likes me, no hands on the dick, mouth only.

In the beginning I would forget and he would tie my hands behind my back while I sucked him off.