✔️ The Arrangement (A Kinky Romance) [1st Draft]

Hello, Princess

By the time they left, Selene was focused on trying to figure out what it was Nick had planned. She'd forgotten all about the feeling from earlier. Whatever had caused her unease seemed to have gone away. It wasn't long until they were on their way. Nick took her to a private park that had been built and maintained for private use by members or for events, such as weddings. It was well lit and relatively secured with an iron fence and security gates where members scanned their cards for entry. There were a dozen or so cars were in the lot, including three in employee-designated slots.

Once they were parked and out of the car, Nick took her hand and lead her into the park, choosing a path at random to follow. Every so often, as they were walking along, Nick would turn on the vibrator in her panties without allowing her to stop walking. Selene's legs didn't take long to start feeling a bit rubbery as she was quickly pushed back into a state of raw need. Just as she was about to start losing the ability to walk, Nick turned it back off.

During one of the periods where he was giving her a break, a voice came from behind them that instantly pushed away all desire and turned her blood to ice in her veins.

"Hello, Princess."

Nick noticed the almost instantaneous change in Selene's demeanor and spun around to see who had addressed them while pulling Selene against him. A dark-haired man with eyes similar to Selene's stood there with hands stuffed in his pockets. His skin color didn't have the reddish tone hers did, instead holding a more yellowish tone that looked sickly under the lighting. While he was dressed like any normal person, there was something about him that even Nick could feel indicated there was nothing normal about this man.

The man's eyes scanned Nick as if he were simply a curiosity before he turned his attention back onto Selene. "Aren't you going to say hi to your Daddy? Surely you missed me; I know I have missed you. Your mother has, too. She's quite anxious to get you back home where you belong," he added with a faint, malicious smile. "So, how much to get my daughter back," he asked, turning his attention to Nick. "Her fiance has been waiting for her return for years."

"Fiance," Nick and Selene both asked at the same time with various levels of confusion.

"Didn't she tell you she was engaged? He's spent thousands searching for her," her father explained, disregarding Selene's own confusion. "I'll admit he's a bit older, but he's already been promised her hand – several years ago as a matter of fact. Now, we are willing to negotiate for her release. I'm sure you aren't making that much off of her with her all fat like she is and we're willing to pay a reasonable sum."

Selene couldn't stop the trembling that overtook her – both out of fear and anger. Nick squeezed her hand enough to cause her to look up at him, seeing his gaze focused on the man who'd helped spawn her. While his expression was intentionally stony, Selene recognized the twitching muscle in his jaw that only appeared when he was angry.

"I recommend you walk away right now," Nick told him flatly. "I am not interested in anything you or anyone associated with you has to offer."

Her father chuckled as if the statement was an amusing joke. "I know she does have a magic pussy. It's quite addicting," he conceded. "It's why she had so many repeat customers. The men just can't keep their pricks out of her. I'm sure you and your friends are enjoying her quite well, but I can get you a fresher model that isn't quite as well-used. How young would you like? I can get you a girl of any age – even a boy if you'd rather. Or both."

Nick felt sick at his core. Even his soul felt as if he'd been somehow violated by being in such close proximity to a man who seemed to think that having sex with children was so normal that he could just offer it up as a replacement for a grown woman. He pulled Selene to where she was standing with her back to her father while her cheek rested on his chest. He covered the ear that wasn't against his chest as if to shield her from the man's words.