At Kevin's Mercy 2: Reclaimed

11. The deal part 1

"Auw! Aaah, stop please!"

I cried out while I tried to escape his grasp to no avail.
Another smack on my ass had me screaming out again.
Kevin was cursing in the background.
At least hearing he was angry about what was done to me made me feel a little better.
It just didn't changed anything about how helpless I felt undergoing this.

"You have two days to get here. Fail and I'll gift this little slut to one of my contacts."

"I'll kill you if you do."

Kevin snapped, but his father merely chuckled at the threat.

"Empty words from a pathetic little whelp. While I'll wait for you expedite that threat I'll entertain myself with re-educating your precious little whore. She can't even follow a simple order, how you failed teaching her that is beyond me. I gave you plenty of examples to work with when you grew up."

Without even saying goodbye he hung up on Kevin with a deep almost tired sigh.
For a few moments he was silent while I was still hanging helplessly over his lap and crying softly.
How was Kevin going to here?
He never said where we were.
Suddenly he grabbed a fist full of my hair and pulled it back roughly.

"I believe I said no squirming."

His harsh voice barked above me, putting me even more on edge.
Was he going to punish me for it?
I already felt plenty punished hanging like this and having to accept some stranger touching me.
My moral pretty much depleted from the abuse and trauma I was dealt with the past few hours I apologized between my snivels.
It was the only way I knew how to deal with this unfair situation.

"I'm sorry sir."

If only he stopped touching me, I don't want him touching me.
Only Kevin, I want Kevin.

"Sir... is that what you call him?"

He let go of my hair and leaned his elbow on my lower back while he rested his head on his hand.

"I took that soft egg more for a daddy kind of type."

He continued, rubbing his free hand over my now stinging and most likely very red butt.
The old man hit so hard he might as well have peddles for hands, even the rubbing of his hand felt painful.
If Kevin did that the pain always lessened.

"Just Kevin."

I wasn't sure why but I felt the need to correct him.
He had been talking bad about Kevin from the second I met him and for some reason I didn't like it.
Kevin was an angel compared to him.

"What?"

From the tone of his voice I could tell he was surprised I even dared to speak up at this moment.

"Kevin lets me use his name. It was just... didn't know what else to call you, sir..."

"Sir will do for now."

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Kevin's pov

"Jesus, dude what happened?"

Felix stared perplexed at me and my crashed car when he arrived after my call for help.
In all the years I drove I never had so much as an scratch on my car and now it was totaled.
In the past it would have upset me but now my thoughts were with my baby whose at the mercy of the most sadistic and self centered person I know.

Why didn't I expect him to pull some shit like this?
I should have taken better care of things.

"My old man. The dick wanted me to marry and take over his business in time. I refused."