My daddy's Master

Chapter ten

~Duncan~

I've never been good at dealing with the shit I feel. Sometimes I come home angry and punish Sir. Make him cum so much until he couldn't anymore and then destroy me with my dick.

But right now I think I let my anger get the best of me. Guilt continues to eat me alive as I sooth the weeping girl on my lap. I really fucked up this time.

The disrespectful cutie next to me continues glaring at me and I ignore him. I'll give him my attention when I get home.

"I'm sorry," I whisper in her ear. She started taking deep breaths to calm down. My hand continues rubbing her back soothingly.

She slowly looks up at me and clear her throat. "Thank you," she whispers. I lean down and kiss her right then her left cheek before delivering one to her forehead.

"You can't kiss me in front of my boyfriend or kiss me in general. It's inappropriate," she firmly said trying to get off my lap. I tightened my hold on her.

"Sweetheart, I'm..." Sir kicked my leg. I  glared at him. I'm sure he can manage cumming fifteen times tonight. That would make my weekend.

I smirk in his direction and he gulps before repeatedly clearing his throat.
At least you know you gonna get it,boy.

                               ~•~

~Sir~

Fuck my life. I can't believe I did that. It's going to be so damn hard to walk tomorrow. The fucker's smirk make me a little bit more scared of going home at the end of the night. Fuck.

The squirming girl on his lap reminds me of a very important revelation. I give Duncan the pleading eyes and lightly tug at Vivian. He kisses Vivian at the corner of her lip and let her go.

The frown on her face is priceless but there's no time to let her reaction to Duncan entertainment me. There are far pressing matters to attend to.

I settle my Princess on my lap and kiss  her forehead. "Is he your friend? And why are you letting him touch me," she asked. I glanced at the smirking man beside us.

"Well, Princess...um this is Duncan." I swallow the lump that suddenly formed in my throat. I clear it. "And..."she said, folding her arms. The space between our upper body is not helping.  At all.

Like a band aid,Sir. Like a fucking band aid, I told myself. "Duncan is...my boyfriend," I quickly said. I slowly opened my eyes to a wide eyed Vivian. Jaw on the floor and all.

"Okay," she whispered. Fuck. That's not a good sign."Princ-."Her head lowered and she sighed. "Can I go home now,"she asked in a small voice.

My grip on her tightened. "No. Let me..."She put her small hands over my lips. I licked her palm. She repeatedly shook her head.

"I have to process... everything. Specifically in the comfort of my home. I'll see you tomorrow," she said crawling on the table without looking at Duncan. Fuck.

I watched her small frame walk away and disappear  facing my very pissed off Master. I gave him the puppy dog eyes with the cutest pout I can master. He chuckled.

"That's not going to get you out of this, pup ," he gruffly said. I sighed in exaggeration and his the excited smile on my face. "Ready to go?"

"Sure?"