My Psychotic Master

Chapter 9

I felt vulnerable outside. Inside it was darker so not many people could see that I was flushed or could see the marks on my body, or see that Jacks hand was on my ass for most of the time. They couldn't see that I looked up at him more often than I probably should. Out here, though, you could see every single thing that was going on between us. I just wished that he didn't kiss me cause then that would be very awkward. 

He had his hand resting a little bit higher up than where it usually was and I was very thankful for that. I think he just knew that I would be dying of embarrassment; and even though that thought excited him, at the same time he didn't want to cause me to do something he, well, mostly just me, would regret. 

"Breakfast?" He asked and I nodded. I wasn't really looking around, I was just avoiding eye contact with anyone and everyone, just in case someone knew me. We walked into a Pancake House and sat down. It was just a little diner and I was happy about that; I didn't need a fancy place just to just eat breakfast. 

We were sat at a booth that was fairly open and I just nervous. I just hoped that Jack didn't do anything to me and also that nobody noticed us. I got eggs, sausage and hash brown and Jack had pancakes. I didn't look at the waitress but it didn't sound like she noticed anything strange. 

"So what else are we doing?" I asked him as we were waiting for our food. 

He shrugged, "We're just going to walk around, see a movie. Maybe go by this pretty cool club called the Crux." My eyes went wide, "What?!" I asked.

He laughed, "We won't go in, but on our way back from the movies we're passing it."

I nodded, well at least we weren't going inside. "What movie are we going to see?" I asked him. "I don't know, whatever is on." I laughed, "What if I don't want to watch whatever you pick?"

He raised an eyebrow and put on his smug smile. "You think you'll be paying attention to what's on the screen?" He asked. "Oh how cute." My heart sped up and our food arrived so I decided to focus on just eating, not knowing what to say. The food was good, the coffee not so much, but I'm very picky about my coffee.

We left after eating, Jack of course paying and leaving a big tip. When we got outside, Jack put his arm around my waist and we walked down the street. I didn't look around as we were walking, I didn't want to see if anyone was looking at us while we were walking. I know I was paranoid, but I felt like I was justified, as I could feel eyes boring into us.

We went into a random movie theatre, I didn't really remember what movie he said, and when we got into the dark room, I really didn't care. Currently, all I could really sense was Jacks' hands on me.

We went to the back of the theatre and my heart picked up; when you go to the back of the movies it's usually because you don't want people to see what you're doing.

"Jack?" I asked as we sat down. "Yes Hannah?" He asked, leaning over to me and whispering it, as the movie had just started. "What are you going to do to me?" I asked quietly. He laughed and just kissed me so softly, making me want so much more.

He turned towards the screen and I had no choice but to do the same. I've learned that he wasn't going to do anything that he didn't want to, no matter how hard I tried. I always got tired while watching something, so soon I rested my head on Jacks shoulder. I heard a soft chuckle and looked up to see that he was smiling, and he lifted his arm up, putting it around me. I snuggled up to his chest and felt so weird, as every thought of who he really is, outside of being with me, eluded me.

I was so close to falling asleep when I felt something run up the inside of my thigh and reach my crotch. I gasped in then moaned out loudly, it catching me off guard. He laughed and leaned over me, pushing me back against the seat. "Shh, do you want everyone to see you being man-handled?" He asked.

I couldn't stop another noise from leaving my mouth but I did succeed in quieting it. He pushed my panties aside and his face totally changed; his eyes so dark and he closed them briefly, as he felt how wet I was, trying to conceal his lust.

The second he touched my clit I felt so much pleasure I thought I would cum right then and there but, first of all, there was no permission and I don't think he would like that, and second, I didn't want to cum so fast. That would definitely show that he had total control over my body and that it was totally lost to me.

He kissed me and I moaned against his lips, breathing heavier than before; breathing not being the first thing on my list of priorities right now. I reached over and felt up Jacks thigh, reaching his crotch. I could feel a slight bulge and smirked against his lips. He growled so loudly at the contact; for someone who was telling me to be quiet, he sure didn't care about taking his own advice.

"Fuck," He muttered as he grabbed my wrist, taking his hand away from my pussy, making me whine. I missed his contact more than I've missed literally anything

"Well, keep your hands to yourself and I won't have to stop," He told me. "But that's not fair!" I whisper-yelled, "You get to let your hands roam all over my body."

He grasped my throat and my breath got caught. "I can do whatever I want," He growled. I just nodded, not arguing with him. Part of me wanted to but the smarter part of me knew I wasn't in a good position to. He resumed kissing me and his hand went back to pleasing me. His fingers went faster against my clit and my lips couldn't keep up with his anymore, I wad moaning too much and my mind couldn't process much of anything.

"Please. Oh shit, please I can't take this. Fuck me," I whined. I was so frustrated and I wanted more than just him rubbing my clit. I needed him, and now. He laughed, "I'm not going to here. I already know that you would be so loud that the theatre next to us could probably hear you."

I glared at him and stood up, grabbing his hand and dragging him out of the movie theatre. Obviously he could have stopped me if he wanted to, but I think he was intrigued with what I was doing and what I was going to do. We were walking back to the casino when I heard, "Hannah?"

I turned around to see Shannon. Fuck, what a coincidence. She was on her way to the Crux, which we were very close to. I guess it was about 4pm, time her shift starts.

"What are you doing?" She asked and then she looked at Jack, who I still had a hold on, though now he was holding me around the waist instead of me grabbing onto his hand, which I really wish wasn't the case right now. I wasn't prepared to answer questions right now... I was soaking wet and probably bright red, and I could barely think.

"What's going on?" She asked. More questions that I couldn't answer right now. "Shannon, babe, I love you dearly, but right now is not a good time. We'll hang out tomorrow," I told her, since tomorrow night I would be free to go. Before she could say anything I started walking and Jack didn't object to that.