Page 51 of The Secret Job: Into the Depths of Depravity
“I’ll do whatever you want me to do whilst I’m here you know, Angus.”
Blushing a deep shade of red to match his hair he replies, “I hope you mean that, because I have one more fantasy I’d like to live out on your body.”
Before I can ask what it might be, he lifts the lid off a plate of food and the yummy smell of salmon and vegetables hits my nose. We eat in companionable silence again, our food on our laps and our cutlery scraping against the plates the only noise in the room. I want to ask him about himself or his brother or their family but I’m not being paid to probe. I just wait in silence until we are finished, and he hands me a can of soda.
“You are going to need your rest for tomorrow so I’m going to leave you alone soon.”
“What are your plans for tomorrow?”
“Well,” he begins, “they’re not all my plans. But my father will be home and besides my unusual kinks, he has his own along with my brother. It’s up to whoever catches you tomorrow as to whose turn it is tomorrow morning.”
“Catches me?” I ask, a little startled.
“I’m not allowed to tell you; Jacob will be watching me.”
“Oh ok. No problem. I promise to get some sleep.”
“Good, you’ll need it.”
Once we’ve finished our drinks, Angus tells me there are bottles of water by the sink along with a toothbrush and a hairbrush. Leaning in, he kisses me gently on the mouth and for a moment, I’m taken back to the kiss he gave me when I was strapped down blindfolded and unhearing. I lean into him, wishing he could stay here with me. I say as much, “I wish you could stay.”
He looks startled at my honesty and then a wide beautifulsmile crosses his unique face and eyes. Grinning, he replies, “How about I stay until you fall asleep?”
“Really?” I reply, not containing my joy at his answer.
“Really. It would be my pleasure.”
Relief washes over me. Angus makes me feel safe in a place that doesn’t feel very safe. I know I’d struggle to close off my mind with the clashing thoughts that I’ve made a mistake in more ways than one by coming here. Angus, with his quirks, is the calm to my raging storm. I hop into action, brushing my teeth, using the bathroom and climbing back into the bed. Angus lets me lie over his chest and snuggle into him as I try my hardest to relax. He doesn’t talk or touch other than making small soothing circles with his finger on my arm as I pray that sleep claims me. He’s the last thing I feel before slumber finally takes me under.
22
Iawake with a start as warm liquid splashes over my face, breathing in the unmistakable scent of semen. It covers my eyes so I don’t open them, I just lift my forearm to wipe at them and see who just came on my face, although I’m pretty sure I can guess.
Peaking open one sticky eye as my eyelashes stick together I look up at the majestically handsome and cruel, sneering face of Jacob. “I didn’t want to waste my morning wood whilst we have a whore in the house,” he snarls at me, then mutters what I assume is an impersonation, “Don’t fuck her, you can fuck her if you win the game.” Then he says back to me, “What’s the point of having a slut here if I can’t fuck you whenever the fuck I want?” He huffs.
I sit up groggily and pull up Angus’ t-shirt to wipe my face. I feel a little sad to smear his t-shirt with Jacob’s come, maybe Angus will give me another one?
“Wakey wakey Whore, it’s time for a little hide and seek. Father is here, sadly Angus is too. You need to hide, little whore, because one of us is going to find you and when we do, you are ours for the taking.” Clapping his hands loudly I jump.
Heart pounding, I run to the bathroom and use the toilet, ignoring the amused look of Jacob as he watches on. When I return to him, he says in a deadly soft tone, “Did I give you permission to use the toilet? Did you ask permission to use the toilet?”
Pausing, I realise my mistake. I wasn’t thinking, I was tired, he had just come on my face and told me I needed to be ready for their game. Dammit. I need to be smarter than this.
“I’m sorry, Master,” I reply quickly and look down, shoulders slumping down.
“Too late,” he mutters, his tone edged in dangerous humour. “Bend over the bed. My father may have said I can’t fuck you before the game, but he didn’t say I can’t redden this fucking arse for disobeying me.” Grabbing me roughly by the arm, he slings me head first into the bed and lifts up Angus’ t-shirt. Kicking my legs apart, he slams his open palm across the crack of my arse and the tips of his fingers hit my pussy square on.
I mewl in pain but don’t mutter a word, just gasp for air as another, then another rains down in the same place over and over again. It hurts. It’s mortifying. But fuck me, I fucking like what this maniac does to me.
“Of course you are dripping for me you pain slut, wouldn’t expect anything less. You don’t get to come. Stand up.” When I slowly stand up and turn to face him, he wipes his glistening fingers across my mouth.
“Being our paid-for slut turns you on, doesn’t it? You literally drip for pain, punishment and everything in between. I can’t wait to see your reaction to whomever wins you today. See if that ripe cunt of yours drips for each of our kinks. Now listen, here are the rules. You stay in the house. We give you five minutes to hide. Whoever finds you fucks you and then gets to play with you. Before we play, we will tell you our kinks and then it’s up to you if you want to play and earn yourself thatextra. If you say no, we can choose if we fuck you again or just send you back to your room. But you’ve got to say yes if you want to walk out of here with all the money we have offered you. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Master,” I reply automatically.
“I hope you agree to them. I cannot wait to see your face for all of them, that is going to be my reward for not fucking and cutting you right now. So, if I was you, I’d hurry along. Your five minutes are about to start.”
I look wildly back up at Jacob, he really means it, I need to get out of here and hide. I want Angus to find me, but how can I make that happen? Either way, I need to get away from Jacob, he does things to me, turns my mind and body against itself.
