Esko's POV
She's so stupid. You wouldn't believe how many times I punished her for running off.
Yet there she goes, though it did give me a nice view of that yummy ass. Small, plump, full, and delicious. Oh, fuck right her mom. She's standing on the corner of the porch yelling for chocolate. Dumb bitch.
I can't walk past her mom with a giraffe sticking out my pants. I am not touching the pillows, or whatever the hell those disgusting things are.
Guess I have no choice, I made my way to the car. She followed. I ignored her suspense questions and locked the doors.
" Drive, " I looked at George my head marksmen. He didn't look too pleased with chocolate's mother. I think her name was...uh..fuck it. It doesn't matter. She won't call the cops and I can't kill her.
Could I,...no...well maybe in the future just not today. All I want to do is leave its hot as hell here.
I remember when chocolate did stupid shit like this when we were kids.
Cunt hasn't changed at all still small-minded and poor. I hate being back here but; when chocolate's doctor told me she had my child seven fucking years ago. You can imagine my damned shock. I flew here first thing in the morning, livid. I planned on taking the boy with me and not chocolate. I was hoping he hadn't taken after his mother or is at least average intelligence so I can make him my legacy. She's worth a sack of piss. But I changed my mind on the drive here. I'm not married clearly, she isn't either, she lives in a shit hole I live in a luxurious 7 story New York apartment. I drink water she drinks what she calls purple drink. She can't refuse me, whether I just take the boy or both of them. I figure she can be my trophy wife.
She won't be my actual wife, she'll carry the name but, that's it. She'll do what I tell her when I tell her to do it. She'll clean my house for free. She'll fuck when I want her to. She'll take everything that comes her way no questions asked. Just like back when we were young. When she becomes old and saggy I'll dump her on the road somewhere.
"Car! Car! Car!" Fucks sake good thing I said something. We would've rear-ended a semi.
"Shit, sorry boss." He's lucky I don't have another driver in this car or his ass would've had a foot in it.
George points a little way down the road. I barely spot her as she makes a sharp turn, her plump little ass weaving through the trees. She's good at running always has been.
Fuck! I'm getting hard thinking about how I used to chase her down in the woods when she tried to run away from training. Focus, snatch her up then fuck. She's running into a dead end she knows that. There isn't anything their except....Oh. I can see the old piss pot from here.
The old school, our old school.
"The boys there. She's going to the boy." Well, no shit George.
I am right behind her George pours Chloroform on the cloth readying himself for the stop.
" Cut her off " I leaned forward fascinated by the chaos on the playground when a child pointed toward our cars. I searched through the crowd of panicked faces as I made my way out the car, for his. He should have an enormous head if he's mine with a slight bobble to- there he is looking at his mother.
He seemed to be struggling to get through the teachers. I recognized most of them from when I was in school. I hated all of them then, doesn't change now. He broke away from them; way to easily, figures they were weak piss ants then too.
She shakes her head to stop him, really can we cut the dramatics. We both know whether he comes to you or not I'm taking him with us. I took the chance an studied him for a moment. I didn't find anything appealing. He's small scarily so, very lanky, no outstanding facial features just a plain light skinned kid.
I made my way back to the car. Nodding to George he puts her down, lays her in the seat next to me and drives the rest of the way to the school. It wasn't a long drive about a minute. Security guards were immediately shot. I'm not in the mood to deal with anything at the moment. My cock is still semi-hard from her enchanting display of delicious ass earlier.
Politely, asking the assistant what room the boys in proved to be a waste. I shot her when she just cried instead of answering a simple damned question. I broke into all the classrooms until there weren't any more to search.
Still no sign of him. George looked him up under Hopes name and he instantly popped up. I spoke to his gym teacher a pig looking faced woman she said he asked to use the restroom about 15mins ago. I was halfway out the door when some scrawny gapped toothed boy said he'd seen him leave out the fire exit door.
Fuck!
Looks like I'll have to hunt him down.
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Historia Corta"W-what are you doing" she whimpered, eyes growing larger with each step closer. "Claiming you beautiful chocolate," I said pulling her roughly up against my chest. Shaking her head in disbelief she looked pleading at him. The shackles flinging him...