The Stepbrother

Chapter 21

My master drove off, leaving me on the doorstep. I rang the doorbell, and the door opened, revealing my new master.

I bowed my head in respect, "Hello, Master Jake," I whispered.

He immediately pulled me into his arms, "What have they done to you?" he said, bringing me into the house.

I didn't speak; I knew not to speak unless spoken to.

"Taylor," he whispered, "What happened?"

"M-master...didn't want me anymore." I whimpered, "He didn't love me."

"It doesn't matter. Forget about him! I love you, okay?" he exclaimed.

I nodded and spoke, "Okay, Master."

He shook his head in frustration and went upstairs. I followed behind him with my head bowed. I heard him sigh as we entered his room. He went and sat on his bed, rubbing his temples.

"You just gonna stand there like an idiot," he said, clearly annoyed.

"Sorry, master." I whispered, getting on the bed next to him.

"Gosh, what the fuck have they done to you!" he exclaimed, making me jump in surprise, "I don't even know who you are anymore."

"I'm sorry, master. Have I done anything to displease you? I can change, really! Don't give me away," I pleaded.

"Shut up!" he yelled, slapping me. Tears filled my eyes as he glared at me angrily.

"You need a fucking master now?!" he shouted at me, "Fine then! I want you to forget about your old master! He is nothing to you! I don't want you to even think about him! You are mine! You were mine before and your mine now! Do you understand?!"

"Yes, M-master. I understand," I whispered.

"Good then the same rules that you had apply here too. This is your home now, its always has been. You will serve me and only me. This time I don't want you talking to anyone but me! I don't care if we go back to school and people want to talk to you; you don't talk to them. Do you understand me?" he said

"Y-yes, master"

"Good," he said, smirking.

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*Two weeks later*

"What the fuck did I tell you!" Master Jake screamed at me. I cowered in fear of what he was capable of. I hated it when he was mad at me. It was very upsetting to see him like this.

"I'm s-sorry master" I whimpered as he grabbed hold of my hair.

"I want this shit done right!" he screamed at me, forcing me back to my knees. Master Jake could hold off a lot longer than Master Blake. He was also a lot thicker and longer than him. So I still wasn't used to pleasuring him in the way that he wanted it. He happened to be a lot more rougher than I thought he was originally going to be.

I wrapped my lips back around him, and he immediately began to fuck my face. I tried my hardest not to choke around him as he roughly assaulted my mouth. He groaned above me, indicating that he was finally close. I've been going back and forth with him for almost half an hour. Every time I did something wrong, he'd make me stop, and I'd get yelled at. I'm lucky to make it this far without being punished.

His thrusts became jerky as he pushed my head faster and further.

"Fuck, I'm gonna cum" he moaned out, forcing my head further down his shaft and holding me there. A second later, he exploded into my mouth.

"Fuck!" he groaned, "Yes, swallow it," he moaned, finally releasing me and then forcing me back to clean up his cock.

"Yeah, little bitch!" he growled, "Clean daddy up."

I did as he told me and sucked him clean just as he liked it. I finally pulled away, happy that he was finally satisfied with my work. I smiled and stood up to kiss him. He kissed back, making me smile against him. Despite his roughness, he still had a tender side to him...sometimes.