His Girl

9 || Dirty, needy cumslut

I waited until Cathie’s car was gone before heading up to my floor. Lex’s touch still lingered on my body, particularly my ass. I shifted my thoughts somewhere. I didn’t want to dwell on my evening or the lust in his eyes when we broke away from the kiss.

The floor was empty, and the sound of my heels echoed throughout the hallway. Did Gerard get my message? I wasn’t his pet anymore. I was my own woman. Hana.

I arrived at the front of my door, and my hand shook as I tried to retrieve the key from my purse. My hair was damp from the swim. If it weren’t for the kimono hiding my body, my skimpy bikini left nothing to the eye, and the fact that it was still slightly damp didn’t help with the growing cold.

Finally, I pulled out my room key and inserted it into the hole. But I didn’t get to twist it because something hard poked my ass. I made to turn, but a hand clamped over my mouth. My heart raced, and my purse fell.

What the fuck was happening? The person managed to kick the door open and shoved me inside. I made for my room but was yanked back by my hair and pinned to the wall.

My heart only calmed when I saw the assailant was Gerard. But my heartbeat spiked when he closed his hand around my throat. I clawed at his hand, kicking the air, kicking him, kicking anywhere my feet came in contact with. His green eyes darkened with rage and he only tightened his grip on me.

“Ge...Gerard,” I breathed out.

My head was spinning from the lack of air, and my chest was closing in on me. I might faint if he didn’t let go. I would faint. I tried again, slapping his arms with a strong force.

“Daddy,” I croaked. “Let go.” 

He scoffed. “Daddy?”

“Please.”

“You let another man touch you!” he barked. “You let another man put his hands on you, and then you send me the pictures and video of that. Yet you dare to call me Daddy. Who’s your daddy, you filthy godforsaken slutty whore?”

Gerard tossed me aside and I crumpled to the floor. I rubbed my hand over my neck. I bet they would leave marks, imprints of his fingers. His shoes appeared in my line of vision before he squatted. He grabbed my cheeks, there was no hint of compassion in his eyes. My mouth was forced open. And the only thing I could do was breathe loudly.

“Water,” I cried out. My throat was parched.

“You want water?” he asked. I nodded. He fisted my hair, propelling my head back. My jaw slacked and my mouth dropped open. Gerard spat into my mouth. “Swallow, slut.”

He didn’t have to say it twice. I swallowed.

“Did he fuck you?” he whispered.

“Yes.” When I had more control over my nerves, I looked him square in the eyes and said, “And I loved it. I loved every bit of it.”

My words struck him. He visibly flinched and let go of me. I wobbled to my feet. My hand reached out to the wall to steady me. I managed to take a few steps towards my room before Gerard recovered. He was on his feet instantly. I tried to walk past him but he blocked my path. If I could get into my room, I would lock myself inside and never step out.

“Where do you think you’re going?”

I had never seen him this upset or show so much emotion. If it took those pictures and videos to get a rise out of him, then I would keep at it until he gave me what I wanted or fucked out of my life completely. He was the reason I was out there, dancing over Lex.

Putting on a brave front, I crossed my arms on my chest. My chin stuck out with pride as I rolled out the words, “To fuck my dildo while screaming Lex’s name. Would you please get out of my way.”

I only made it to the door of my room before Gerard showed up. He grabbed me by my hair and threw me to the bed. I landed on my back, and the rope holding my kimono in check unknotted. Gerard cursed. His chest rose and fell.

He pointed at me. “This is how you left the house? You were showing off my goods to another man? You belong to only me, Hana.”

“I don’t. I quit, remember? I belong to myself now,” I screamed in his face. Gerard reached for my ankle but I kicked him. His eyes warned me to stay put but the adrenaline pumping through me wouldn’t allow that. “I quit and you didn’t make a new contract.”

A yelp escaped me when Gerard finally caught me by my ankle. My feet dangled from the edge of the bed, and he kicked them further apart so he could stand between them. Sweat broke out on my forehead when the full force of his gaze landed on me. I may have crossed the line.

“He fucked you and you enjoyed it, didn’t you? Just like a slut. Can’t stick to one dick.”

“Why should I?” I spat at him, pushing myself up on my elbows. He wasn’t the only person capable of hurting. He shook his head. His anger was building. I could feel it, but I couldn’t convince myself to back down. “Lex treated me better than you ever did. And when he bent me over his legs, I wanted to worship him. Oh, wait. I did that. I worshipped his cock.”

Gerard’s eyes twitched. I knew I had fucked up when he stepped away to smirk at me. It happened in a flash. I scrambled, the word was try. I tried to scramble but he caught me by my ankle and flipped me on my stomach.

My heart pounded against my ribcage. He held my wrists above my head and knotted them with his tie. I was still trying to process that when he ripped my kimono and bikini—the new outfits I received from Cathy. My knees dug into the bed as I tried to fight him from this awkward position. But he cupped my pussy to silence me, and when I quietened, he slapped my ass hard.

Warm breath fanned my ass. I shivered as his fingers danced on my spine. What was he planning to do to me? He yanked me up by the tie and laced it around my metal headboard. My heart plummeted to my belly. I was in so much trouble.

“On your knees.”

I couldn’t disobey. I heard the sound of him unzipping his pants. When I tossed him a glance over my shoulder, his belt had come off. He went to my drawer full of dildos while I wrestled against my restraints. I had to get out of here now.

Gerard was might pissed.

He returned behind me and spanked my ass. A moan of pain and pleasure left my lips when he touched the erogenous spot below my ass. He knew my weak points and he intended to use them we’ll

“On your knees, Hana,” Gerard said in a cold voice. “This is the last time I’ll repeat that.”

Tears stung my eyes, but beyond the fear was a shiver of excitement. I positioned myself in the required stance.

“Arch your back and shoot your ass in the air like the dirty, needy, filthy cumslut you are. I want to see your pussy, Hana. Open up.” It was almost impossible to do what Gerard asked but I managed. My knees were a few inches apart and my ass was pushed so high my pink pussy was also visible to him. Something hard landed on my ass. “Count.”

“I hate you,” I scream.

Another stroke landed on my ass. “We will do it again.” The statement was followed by another strike to my ass. It had to be his belt. It stung. “Count, slut. Open your pretty mouth and count.”

“One,” I yelled the next time he hit my ass.

I was full on crying into the sheets. My knees were weak, but I maintained my position. He didn’t stop until I had counted up to fifteen.

“I hate you,” I muttered over and over again.

“That’s why your pussy weeps for me, Hana.”

To buttress his point, Gerard shoved a finger into my pussy. I almost sighed out in relief. I was wet, slick with my juices that were now rolling down my inner thighs. The bed sank as Gerard got in behind me. I flinched when he pressed hard on the spots he spanked.

“You hate me, huh? That’s why you went out there seeking other men’s cock. Greedy slut.”

Something vibrated against my hole. I jerked but there was no escape from him. Gerard rubbed teasing circles over my clit. He let me relax a few seconds and retracted his hand. I was frustrated. My ass was sore, and my pussy wanted a release.

Gerard pushed the vibrator into my ass by only an inch. When it began vibrating, I nearly lost it. Grabbing fistfuls of my hair, forcing my back to arch at an uncomfortable degree, he rammed into my dripping pussy. I choked on a gasp.

The vibrations in my ass intensified and my pussy contracted around Gerard’s cock. His weight disappeared from behind me. He stopped beside the bed and adjusted his outfit with the obvious tent in his pants.

“If you come, it will be the end of you, Hana.”

With that, he went back to twisting the dildo in my ass. “You think I’ll put my cock in your filthy pussy. There are other cunts out there. Cunts from obedient, faithful pets who would beg to have me.”

“Then go have them,” I spat out.

He spanked my already sore ass and I winced. I had to learn to shut the fuck up.

My body began to vibrate as my orgasm built. He placed a wet kiss on my ass, running the edge of his palm between the cracks. He was egging me on, so he could have more reason to punish me.

“I dare you to come without my permission, Hana. Go on, do it. Be a disobedient little pet and gush over this plastic cock. Go on, slut.”

My eyes clenched shut. I bit my lips to stop my release. “Daddy please,” I muttered through gritted teeth. I was so close. I needed an outlet. “I lied. He didn’t fuck me. We only kissed. And did some dirty dancing. But that was all.”

“Lying won’t get you out of here.” He spanked my ass softly, and I almost orgasmed.

“I’m not lying,” I whispered. “He didn’t fuck me. Look how wet I am for you, Daddy. I’m yours. I wouldn’t let another man touch me. I belong to you, only yours, Daddy. I only want your dick.”

That got him to unplug the vibrator in my butt. He smacked the dildo and it pushed further into my cunt, stretching my vagina walls.

“Come,” he commanded.

I let go. My body convulsed as my orgasm shattered over me. I was yet to recover from the first orgasm when the second hit me. Gerard unbound me, but I couldn’t move. I stayed that way, and he watched from the side of the bed with a dark look in his eyes.

“Next time you let another man touch you, I’ll cut off his hands and force them into your pussy. Are we clear?” My head bobbed fast. I couldn’t do otherwise. “Words. Use your words with me, Hana.”

“Yes, Daddy. We are clear. I’m yours.”

My eyes drifted to the bulge in his pants. He noticed my stare and laughed. “What? Want a real cock? You should have thought about that before lying.” I didn’t say the words in my head. Instead, I rotated my wrists to allow blood flow back into them. “Clean up.”

“Yes, Daddy.”

“Then we will talk in your living room.”

But as soon as he walked out of the door, I hurried on wobbly legs and clicked the lock. Gerard pounded on the door, his dark laughter ringing out when he realised what I had done.

“Don’t keep me waiting, Hana.”

“Go away. I don’t want to see you, Gerard.”

I managed to stumble into the bathroom and fill the tub with water. Gerard could go fuck himself. A voice in my head mocked me. I couldn’t speak when he had me dripping and on my knees. Still, I was mad at him and not wrong. Our agreement had been nullified. Lex didn’t touch me beyond the few times we danced. My body hurt like fucking hell but it was satisfying to see Gerard break.

Without checking if the water was warm enough, I sank into the bathtub and winced. My ass hurt, sitting was painful, but I braved through the pain. Resting my head on the edge of the tub, I closed my eyes and let the tiredness consume me.