sweet sixteen (kellic)

chapter 20

20

Vic had definitely proved his point. This party was a lot better than a tacky high school one. He seemed to have put his punishment on a bit of a pause and allowed me to have fun, however, he must have been feeling extra mischievous tonight because he still made me have the vibrator inside me, just for his own amusement. He let me keep the vibrations turned off though, so it wasn't that much of a bother but still managed to keep me turned on all night. I had been drinking too much to care about what Vic did to me though.

After the incident on the dance floor, he took me upstairs and let me clean off then get changed into some clean clothes. But on the most part, he only took me upstairs so I could give him a blowjob, however, I refused. Two can play in this game of torture, but I knew he would make me pay for it later. After all, he made it quite clear he was like a master to me tonight and I wasn't supposed to disobey. Of course, Vic was a big softie so he didn't get mad at me.

We went back down stairs and danced, talked to random people and had a few drinks. I got buzzed pretty quickly and Vic made me slow down because he didn't want me to be too intoxicated for what he had planned for later. I still really wanted to know what it was. He kept hinting that it was real punishment and it might even hurt, which he knew was something that I was actually into. Vic just can't win. Even when he wants to physically punish me, he knows he can't because I like it, oddly enough. Sometimes I wondered if there was something wrong with me for getting turned on by the idea of Vic using and abusing me. I liked the physical reminders of what we did though, plus I knew he would never, ever go too far with me. He had once before and since then he would never put me in danger like that again.

It got to the point in the night when I just wanted everyone to go home so I could have Vic all to myself and see what he had planned, but it wouldn't be a very good party if everyone left before midnight. It was fun though. Alan had a brilliant idea of getting a group of us to get in the hot tub, which was where a few of us were now. Vic had originally planned to keep every inside, but once he started drinking, he relaxed a little and agreed.

I sat on Vic's lap in the hot water, surrounded by Vic's closest friends. Jaime wasn't here. He was running the club, but there was Vic's business associate Zack, Alan, Austin and two people I recognized as prostitutes from the club; Gerard and Frank, who were being quite cozy with each other, in fact I had to look away from them because they had been groping each for the past half an hour. Then again, this was a party full of prostitutes and people who sleep with prostitutes, so it shouldn't have been a surprise that everyone was sex-crazed and open about it. I couldn't exactly talk. Just a few hours ago my boyfriend practically jerked me off on the dance floor. I blushed at the memory and turned my head, burying my face in Vic's neck.

"You okay?" He asked me quietly. The two of us weren't audible over the loud chatter of the group.

"Yes." I said quietly and kissed his neck. He sighed in frustration. I knew he wanted me judging by what was pressing against me through his shorts. I giggled at the thought then turned back to look at the others. Frank and Gerard was directly across from us, Frank on Gerard's lap, mirroring Vic and myself. Austin and Alan were to my right, sitting side by side but I could see under the water that they were holding hands, almost like a normal couple. Zack was to mine and Vic's left, sitting by himself, not that he seemed to care that much that he was essentially a seventh wheel with a group of horny guys.

"It's about time!" Zack exclaimed when the sliding door to the house opened. Out walked one of the workers Vic had hired holding a tray of shots. Zack had ordered him to bring us some a few minutes ago. The man bent down with the tray and Zack handed out the shots with a clear liquid in it. I had no idea what it was. I took one, and so did the others, before the worker left, shutting the door behind him.