Addicted 2 Moni

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Moni Pov

"Moni.... baby wake up," I hear in my ear.

"Hmm.. we here yet?" I say lifting up from his chest.

"Almost. We just landed for a refuel. I had them prepare us a light dinner," Dewayne says.

"Ooo good. Cuz I could eat," I hope up from the bed. He laughs putting his shirt on.

"I could too," he kisses behind my ear. I stretch and follow him to the door.

When we step out we see servers prepping a center table. When they finish we take seats on either side of it. Two more servers bring out covered platters setting them on the table between us. They lift all the lids revealing steaming crab legs, shish kabobs, green beans and sweet butter rolls.

"Baby this is not 'light'. But I'm not complaining," I laugh when the servers walk off.

"You better eat up now because when we get to the hotel we not doing nothing for the rest of the night," Dewayne laughs draping a napkin over his lap.

"You still haven't told me where we going and now I can't explore when we arrive. How sway?" I pout. A blonde server walks over snapping my napkin from the table all fancy before gently laying it across my lap. She silently fills out glasses with wine and leaves. The whole time I'm giving Wayne the death stare.

"Baby relax. I have our entire trip planned out. Tonight we relax," he says grabbing a crab leg breaking it. I watch him dunk it in the bowl of butter, holding it out to me.

"Just say yes daddy and open you mouth," he chuckles as I continue to pout.

"Yes Daddy," I part my lips. He slides the crab leg between my lips watching me wrap my lips around the meat.

A small stream of butter moves down my chin. I don't make a move to wipe it because of the heated connection we're sharing as he feeds me the crab leg.

I chew looking at Dewayne, who intensively watches me. He stops the stream of butter before it moves further down my chin with his thumb trailing it back up to my lips. I swallow before catching his thumb between my lips sucking off the butter. He stands up leaning forward replacing his thumb with his lips. After a minute he pulls away and takes a bite of his green beans acting like his tongue was not just down my throat.

Caleb Pov

Fuuuuck... why am I so fuckin horny. I mean my shit been on 1000. A nigga can't even sleep or nothing. I look down at my tattered pants with some dried blood on it. I graze my hand over the elevated bulge making me hiss out.

"Son?" my pops groans from the beating he's just endured only hours ago. Both of his eyes are swollen and he can only partially see out of one. My moms slowly rolls over on the mattress to where she can see us both.

"I know this ain't the best time for this, but my shit is so damn hard it hurts, " I say clearing my throat not expecting my voice to come out barely above a whisper.

My moms and pops look at each other then back at me.

"Baby--," my mom starts.

"Son. You need to stop eating the food for awhile. They drugging you," he manages to say sternly in his condition.

"Drugging me? With what?" I look between them both.

"The same thing they gave me....before I ended up like this," my moms says cupping her round belly.

"These niggas tryna fuck me?!?" I shout causing them both to jump.

They gon have to kill me. Ain't no way I', letting that shit go down

A few minutes go by before the heavy door unlocks and two men enter placing food in front of both of them. They leave closing the door behind them without look at me. My parents instantly start eating since they've been starved for a little over a week. It seems like I'm the only one getting special treatment by how often they feed me. The time I tried to share with them, they beat the hell out of them both making me watch.

About an hour passes before the door opens again. A guard enters followed by Amber, the girl thats been feeding me. The guard moves toward me unchaining me from the wall then leaves closing the door. I've gotten to know Amber a lot since she's been coming to feed me.

Today's different.

She's wearing a skimpy outfit and her face covered in makeup. She looks mad good. She smiles sitting down next to me with a plate of food and a cup. I lick my lips looking over her breast through the netted top.

Amber lifts a fork full of chicken holding it out to me.

"What's in it?" I say turning my head away when she moves the fork closer.

"I don't know. I didn't make it. I was just told to give it to you," she says.

"Why are you dressed like this?" I ask looking over her body.

"They told me to put this on before coming in here," she says embarrassed trying to conceal her chest.

"You look real good, " I say feeling my dick pulsating. Amber blushes moving the fork to my lips again.

"I'm not hungry," I lie placing a finger on her thigh.

"If I don't come back with an empty plate they'll hurt me," she frowns.

"Then you eat it," I say.

"I can't they are watching," she nods to the camera across the room. The pleading look on her face almost makes me want to give in.

"I think they drugging me," I draw shapes on her thigh.

So soft.....

She instantly looks at the plate setting it down.

"Drugging you with what?" she says with a look of concern.

"I don't know. My head hurts. I can't sleep and my dick been hard for the longest," I groan pressing down on the print.

"I didn't know... I don't want them to hurt you. I.... like you," she says sweetly looking down.

" I like you too.." I say squeezing her thigh. The door opens abruptly causing us both to jump to our feet. A guard enters with a chair placing it down along the wall opposite of us. He moves over to me unshackling He walks out then Anthony enters closing the door behind him. He walks over taking a seat in the chair facing us.