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Kadie's Fantasies (Pt. 3)

Part Three

By Jasmin RivasPublished 6 years ago 8 min read
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Trigger Warning! Scenes mentioning Rape and violence involved.

"Now." Damien said, as they entered a room. "I was in a meeting, and I left because we closed the deal early. I went to check on my new girl, only to find her in the arms of my brother. So, can you please explain what happened, little one? Did he force you?"

Kadie shook her head frantically, slightly scared. The room was cold and he led her to a leather couch in the center of the room: the only furniture visible other than a desk. "I- I wanted it." She whispered as Damien kneeled at her chair. Kadie suddenly felt a soft material at her ankles and then a rough tug. She looked down to see her ankles spread and tied to each side of the chair with silk ties.

"Oh, baby girl." Damien tsked and leaned in, pressing a kiss on Kadie's cheek. "Well, since you were honest, we'll knock five minutes off your punishment."

"How long is the punishment?" Kadie asked, getting slightly excited, as Damien picked up a blindfold from inside the desk. Kadie craned her neck to see what else lay inside, but Damien closed it quickly.

"Twenty minutes, love. Well, fifteen now, and from here until that time is finished, you will address me as 'daddy' or one minute will be added to your time each screw-up." Suddenly, Damien made the chair recline and he took her dress off. "Now, don't squirm little one." Kadie's eyes were covered by the black satin mask and Damien placed a kiss on her cheek, before taking her wrist and binding them above her head.

Kadie gasped as she felt Damien insert two cold fingers in her still-wet cunt. "Mmm, oh!" Kadie moaned and moved against his fingers, the mask making this experience all the more erotic.

"Shhh. Little girl. Mmm so tight. Tell me, are you sorry?"

Kadie nodded her head moaning against his hand. "Yes!" She breathed.

Kadie felt his fingers leave her body and she gasped. "Yes, what?" Damien growled.

"Y-yes, daddy." Kadie stammered as she felt him rub her clit and insert himself once more. "Please, daddy. Can I have more?" Damien chuckled deeply, making Kadie groan in frustration.

"Good girl. But, you must remember, though. This is a punishment. That means you don't get to cum, baby girl." Damien let his tongue join in on the fun with Kadie and she panicked.

She was at the complete mercy of a guy she had just met. She was more vulnerable than ever in this moment. Usually, she did the tying and then bailed with the guy's wallet, now... Kadie moaned and arched her back in ecstasy. "I'm sorry, daddy."

"Shhh. Be a good girl." Damien kissed her pussy lips and began squeezing Kadie's breast. Kadie tugged at her bonds and wriggled. "Now, I need you to beg for me. Beg for your daddy's cock, baby girl."

"Please, daddy. I want your cock. Please fuck me." Kadie yelled as Damien slapped her breast and then squeezed it.

"See? How hard was that? Little one, if you would have just told me this morning or even last night, Daddy would have satisfied you. You could have at least asked for permission." Damien kissed where he slapped and ran his hand down her thigh. "Now, William doesn't make a habit of touching my girls, so that means you encouraged him. Did you seduce my little brother?" Damien asked in her ear.

Kadie nodded. "Yes."

Damien tsked and slapped her other breast. "One more minute added. Yes, what?" He growled, inserting a third finger.

"Yes, daddy!" Kadie cried, writhing. Suddenly, he was gone. The gentle weight of his fingers pressing into her and his and squeezing her tit disappeared.

And then... bzzzzzz. Kadie heard a noise like a bee and she writhed before feeling his presence again. "You're down to twelve minutes, Kadie bear. Now, don't move." Damien's fingers were inside her once more but before she could moan again, she felt something touch her clit and stimulate it like never before.

"Oh, Gahh!" Kadie groaned and lifted her head before throwing it back again.

"You like my little toy? It's reserved for when I punish my good girls." The object vibrated against Kadie's clit, making her scream.

A few minutes went by with this torture and Kadie felt a tear run down her cheek. She was so close... on the edge and then. Once again he disappeared. "Damien?" She whimpered in frustration. She felt a sharp sting on her thigh with what felt like a playful whip.

"What's my name?" Damien pressed a big toy at her entrance, and though Kadie couldn't see what it was, she knew. Because paired with a vibrator, it made her weak.

"Daddy." She whispered.

"Louder!"

"Daddy!" Kadie yelled as she felt the toy ram into her. That's when the real fun began for Damien. He pushed the toy in and out of her, changing the speed with every thrust. This drove Kadie insane. She didn't know how fast he was going to enter or when. She felt another tear on her cheek as he began to pump her with the big object and stimulated her clit at the same time.

"When was the last time you cried baby girl?" Damien whispered in Kadie's ear while she thrust her hips and shook under the pressure of it all. Her legs and arms felt week and sobs racked her body before she realized what was happening.

Kadie vaguely remembered crying when she was fifteen and had been raped. She shook her head from the thought and tried not to remember how she hunted him and tortured him before watching the life leave his eyes. That was a moment she would never forget. She slept with the boy who helped her get rid of the body and she had liked it.

"Are you going to answer me, baby girl?" Damien asked in a seductive voice.

"If I tell you, I'd have to kill you, daddy." Kadie breathed, about to reach her climax.

Damien chuckled, stopping immediately. "Good answer, baby." He took Kadie's blindfold and tossed it aside, smirking. He then untied her wrists and ankles before taking the toy out of her. Kadie gasped as it came out and Damien took that moment to kiss her. "Did you learn your lesson?" Damien asked against her neck, touching her ass smoothly, spanking her lightly.

"Yes, daddy." Kadie breathed, her eyelashes wet from her tears.

"Good girl," Damien whispered. "Now, put your dress on and head to lunch. Daddy has some business to deal with." Damien fixed his perfectly placed tie, licking the juices off his fingers before picking up her dress and handing it to her. "Clean up, too. You wouldn't want the other girls to know you got punished, would you?" He drawled before smirking and walking out, leaving the door cracked.

Kadie sighed and put the dress over her head, about to walk out before someone walked in through the door. Kadie wiped her tears away, thinking it was Damien and then she looked up to see William.

"Hello, Love. I figured you would be here, I just didn't think—a—are you okay?" Will stepped closer and focused on the wetness of her eyes. "Did he do something to you?"

"No!" Kadie chuckled and Will shook his head.

"Bullshit, What kind of sick shit did he do to you, Kadie?" Kadie shook her head and glared.

"He didn't do anything and even if he would have, I don't need anyone to help me. I don't need anyone's help to deal with anything. I'm fine." Except that one time. The little voice in the back of her head snickered. Kadie began to walk away before she felt his hand on her arm. She jumped on instinct and turned twisting his arm. Before she could break his arm and pressure his wrist, he turned and caught her other hand, twisting it as well.

They both ended up locked in a defensive embrace and Will frowned. "Where did you learn that?" They both asked each other at the same time.

"I've been on the streets for six years, you?" She glared.

"Have you seen my brother? He's into some shady shit. Every one of his guys is trained. Including me and a few of his female soldiers." Will shook his head and let go. "Either way, I wasn't trying to hurt you. I was just going to say that I get it. You don't want to talk about it. You don't need anyone's help. But now that you're here, even though you may not need help, you'll get it. We're all family." Will kissed the back of Kadie's hand and backed away.

Kadie quickly pulled her hand away and left the room, trying to ignore everything she felt in that moment. Maybe it was her fucked up past and the fact that no one had cared like that before, but she felt a tightening in her chest that made her feel... vulnerable: and this was without the bonds.

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Jasmin Rivas

I write a variety of articles as a journalist and I write books in my free time. Currently, I'm working to better my erotic fiction. Please leave a tip! If more tips are left with suggestions, that would be appreciated.

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