me. He blocks my sight of the clouds. No matter where I turn my head he will be in my vision- he surrounds me.
“ Dalton, I beg you to talk to me. Your accent is driving me mad.” He leans forward and presses his chest to mine. My eyes bug- out of my head. My mind r eels with the possibilities he’ s offering. I ache.
“Harrumph,” a male throat makes. “Public,” he warns.
My seducer throws his nephew a look promising pain.
“Why?” He asks again. He backs off slightly , but he’ s still in my space .
“I don’t know. It was nice not to have to whore for my mother. Queen knew as much of me as I knew of her . It started out as me trying to get information from her to her saying she was taking me off the bench and throwing me into the game. I have no idea what she’s talking about, but it intrigued me. I couldn’t finish without extra help, but it was enough to arouse me. She feels like a kindred spirit.”
“So-” I cut him off.
“I don’t want to talk about this right now.” I cast a look at the kids. They’ re finishing up their snack and pulling out a deck of cards.
“Okay, later.” He gives me a significant look.
“You’re confusing me badly, Whitt.”
“Answer me this,” he whispers in my ear so closely that his lips flutter against the shell of my ear. “Have you ever been with a woman and had it just about the two of you?”
I squeeze my eyes shut tightly and pray. I can’t say it out loud, but I don’t want to lie.
“Yes,” I say with hesitation.
He glares down at me in fury. I start to panic over the look on his face. I don’t know why that upset him so much.
“Who?” He demands.
“Calm down, Whitt, you’re scaring me.” His face relaxes. He loosens the grip on my shirt and pats the fabric back down from where he twisted it.
“It better not have been Queen, ” he hisses in anger.
“Why?” He looks at me and I know he won’t answer the question.
“Who?” He repeats.
“My wife,” I croak o ut. I turn my head away from him in shame.
Chapter Nine
I lie on my bed in shame. I fled the park as soon as I dropped my revelation. The children heard what I said. My sister t r ied to catch up with me as I ran back to Restraint. Only a handful of people know about my wife. I couldn’t stop it fr om happening and I don’t want to remember.
“My son arrives,” Tony says proudly. The tone in his voice alerts me t hat I’ m in trouble.
I enter our of fice and take my usual seat at our desk. I’ ve been very good lately. He has been praising me and I’ve been waiting for the bomb to blow up.
I made him proud the day I was able to take a woman without complaint. It was twenty-one years in the making, but finally his punishments have paid off. I know there is a worse fate than fucking a woman. He uses my feminine features to his advantage. He whores me out to seduce clients. He doesn’t truly whore me out , not like my mother . Sandy is my only companion. I merely entice and tease for him .
We’ve had a good year. Since I’ve proven my ability to maint ain a heterosexual relationship, h e has allowed me to r un several of his businesses. I’ m thankful for the work since my mother signed away more of my time. I’m not sure wh at she’ s going to do when he finally has complete and total control of my being. As it stands now, I only have one day a week at Kink.
I look around the room as I sit on my side of the large desk- a father-son desk. My father sits next to me. Pierre and a gray haired man I’ve seen around the casino sit on the loveseat. The hairs on the back of my neck stand on end when I see the foldaway bed against the wall. My suspicions are founded when I spy the young woman sitting in the guest chair. I quickly look away. I don’t want to remember her if something horrible is about to happen.
“Sign this,” Tony says as he slides a single sheet of official looking paper across the desk. I would worry except
“ Dalton, I beg you to talk to me. Your accent is driving me mad.” He leans forward and presses his chest to mine. My eyes bug- out of my head. My mind r eels with the possibilities he’ s offering. I ache.
“Harrumph,” a male throat makes. “Public,” he warns.
My seducer throws his nephew a look promising pain.
“Why?” He asks again. He backs off slightly , but he’ s still in my space .
“I don’t know. It was nice not to have to whore for my mother. Queen knew as much of me as I knew of her . It started out as me trying to get information from her to her saying she was taking me off the bench and throwing me into the game. I have no idea what she’s talking about, but it intrigued me. I couldn’t finish without extra help, but it was enough to arouse me. She feels like a kindred spirit.”
“So-” I cut him off.
“I don’t want to talk about this right now.” I cast a look at the kids. They’ re finishing up their snack and pulling out a deck of cards.
“Okay, later.” He gives me a significant look.
“You’re confusing me badly, Whitt.”
“Answer me this,” he whispers in my ear so closely that his lips flutter against the shell of my ear. “Have you ever been with a woman and had it just about the two of you?”
I squeeze my eyes shut tightly and pray. I can’t say it out loud, but I don’t want to lie.
“Yes,” I say with hesitation.
He glares down at me in fury. I start to panic over the look on his face. I don’t know why that upset him so much.
“Who?” He demands.
“Calm down, Whitt, you’re scaring me.” His face relaxes. He loosens the grip on my shirt and pats the fabric back down from where he twisted it.
“It better not have been Queen, ” he hisses in anger.
“Why?” He looks at me and I know he won’t answer the question.
“Who?” He repeats.
“My wife,” I croak o ut. I turn my head away from him in shame.
Chapter Nine
I lie on my bed in shame. I fled the park as soon as I dropped my revelation. The children heard what I said. My sister t r ied to catch up with me as I ran back to Restraint. Only a handful of people know about my wife. I couldn’t stop it fr om happening and I don’t want to remember.
“My son arrives,” Tony says proudly. The tone in his voice alerts me t hat I’ m in trouble.
I enter our of fice and take my usual seat at our desk. I’ ve been very good lately. He has been praising me and I’ve been waiting for the bomb to blow up.
I made him proud the day I was able to take a woman without complaint. It was twenty-one years in the making, but finally his punishments have paid off. I know there is a worse fate than fucking a woman. He uses my feminine features to his advantage. He whores me out to seduce clients. He doesn’t truly whore me out , not like my mother . Sandy is my only companion. I merely entice and tease for him .
We’ve had a good year. Since I’ve proven my ability to maint ain a heterosexual relationship, h e has allowed me to r un several of his businesses. I’ m thankful for the work since my mother signed away more of my time. I’m not sure wh at she’ s going to do when he finally has complete and total control of my being. As it stands now, I only have one day a week at Kink.
I look around the room as I sit on my side of the large desk- a father-son desk. My father sits next to me. Pierre and a gray haired man I’ve seen around the casino sit on the loveseat. The hairs on the back of my neck stand on end when I see the foldaway bed against the wall. My suspicions are founded when I spy the young woman sitting in the guest chair. I quickly look away. I don’t want to remember her if something horrible is about to happen.
“Sign this,” Tony says as he slides a single sheet of official looking paper across the desk. I would worry except
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