Vivian
I can't breathe. I can't fucking breath and I don't know what's stopping me from doing so. My eyes shoot open and I attempt to move.
That proves to be an impossible task. There are way too many limbs on top of me. God. I still can't fucking break.
I wiggle violently to rouse the monsters I'm sandwiched between. They groan in their sleep. Damn. How small am I people.
"He...jackasses... Can't breath," I manage to wheez out. They continue slumbering like i have all the air in the world. Damnit.
A crazy idea crosses my oxygen deprived mind. I turn my head and sink my teeth into Master's flesh as hard as I can. Damn muscles are painful.
"Fuck," he yell, yanking his arm away from my teeth. That actually hurt. " Can't breath," I wheez again. His eyes widen and he frantically remove his and Sir's limbs from my body.
I take a much appreciated deep breath and glare at him. "Are you okay Kitten," he asks. I nod . "Shit. How long have you been up," he asks.
" Not too long," I whisper. My eyes move to his bleeding arm and I start to panic. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. I hurt him.
I quickly get up and fuss over him."I'm sorry," I rush to apologize. He just stared at me like I'm crazy. I hurt this idiot and he's looking at me like I grew a second head. Man.
"It's nothing. Stop fussing Kitten," he rasped. I roll my eyes and quickly head to their bathroom. It takes me a while to find the first aid kit and head back to bed.
I clean up the wound and bandage it. I smile when it doesn't move."Happy?" Duncan asks. I nod and pepper the bandaged area with soft kisses.
He chuckles and kiss my forehead. I giggle and the sleeping hunk choose that particular moment to wake up. "What's going on," he asks in a sleepy, gravelly tone.
I smile and give his head a kiss. "Good morning, Daddy," I say sweetly. I'm sure he's going to make me pay for scaring him the way I did last night.
Serves him right. I giggle and pet his head. I giggle some more when he slaps my hand away from his head. " You awfully in a good mood today," he says, annoyance laced in his words.
I put some more sugar into my smile and bat my lashes at him. When his eyes narrow into slits,a full blown laugh escapes me.
God. I'm really going to be punished for this. Master just watches us in silence, grinning at Sir. "Where were you last night," Sir asks. Like Master, I grin at him.
"Don't make me repeat myself Vivian," he says in a threatening tone. I continue staring at my Daddy. The anger on his face unfolds in wave. I look at Master's amused face and giggle.
Since he's not saying anything and finding this whole thing amusing, I continued my silence. Suddenly there's a hand in my hair. Tugging my head back ever so gently.
I whimper and try to look at Master." He asked you something,Kitten," Master whispered against my ear.
I swallowed the bratty words that would probably get me in more trouble and opted for a whimper. He tugged on my hair even more.
I attempted to give him a sweet smile but I'm sure I looked like a little devil with my eyes wide open and my smile all toothy.
He chuckled and loosen the grip on my poor hair. I whimpered in relief. "I see you aim on being a brat this morning," he mused.
I shook my head. "Master," Sir called, gaining both our attention. Even though looking at him strained my eyes. Master kept my hair in his fist.
"Yes pup," he replied. Pup. A small giggle escaped my lips. Now the spotlight was back on me. I mentally cursed myself. Dumbass.
"What is amusing that it made my Kitten giggle," Master asked. I blinked at him like I didn't hear him. I'm not saying shit. My mouth only gets me in trouble.
I'm aware that that might get me in more trouble but atleast it's gonna be a mild punishment. Master took a deep breath. Probably annoyed with my silence by now.
My conscious screamed at me to say something now. Well,me and her aren't exactly friends so I ignored it.
Goodness...
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My daddy's Master
RomanceHer life consisted of juggling two jobs and school since she moved to Snowville. Her life changed from simple and boring to spicy and hot when she met Sir. Little did she know that Sir wasn't alone. He came with a price. Sorry for the sorry excuse o...