La Muñeca

Mas anos ; more years

••Song; God gonna cut you down-Johnny Cash•••

Fours years later

"Mama"
There was little Joaquin running in circles around me as I walked in.
"Nino mio, son of mine, don't you ever get tired and where is this energy coming from?"

"Just excited to see papa in the office."

Joaquins'father was he's a superhero while he was my villain.
A villain I have love and hate feelings for.
One who vows to never see my happiness in another man's arms again, if Alek wasn't his business associate he would have been dead.
It was also the day I knew for sure Henry wasn't a man to play with. If I thought he was ruthless before now his worse.

Two gun loaded guards always linger by my side at all times, I couldn't even take a shit without someone in the same room. No not to mention he took over my business in porn industry. I was no longer casting male stars or post reviews online. I was fucking monitor 24/7/365 even my phone was scan hourly.

As usual Ive learned to adapt and take him rougher when he requested.
I have become a product of my own environment.
The ultimate hostage in his world.

Joaquin and I just stormed into his office.
His office match his strong personality, modern but dark. Everything in office was black or gray with modern painting on the back of desk of map of the world. The painting swirl of power colors like red, gray and greens.
In middle of sitting area was always the usual white lilies. He always would say, "The white lily is one of the most important flower in history symbolizing Virgin Mary's purity. But I believe it came from Queen of the gods."
Henry was such a symbolic man, believing signs and leaving his mark in life.

As we step in his deep southern voice echo in the room but whoever he was on the phone he hanged up to hold his son. One thing about him was no matter how bad I got treated, he treated his son like gold.

"Boy! Are you getting big look at those muscles!"
I let go of a small smile at the two boys in my life interacting with love.
"Joaquin, Can you leave me and your mother alone for a couple minutes?"
I sat there looking at my little boy leaving with Henrys' secretary. My heart race once again but I knew what was going to come next.
As the now submissive wife I have became I did what was requested of me without the orders.
My body automatically move to floor to get on my knees. I open my coat to show off what was requested of me to wear.
I was to be his trophy submissive wife until death does us apart.
Divorce was not an option no matter how much I fought, kicked or scream. He was unbearable, I do admit I enjoy my little luxury life. How does that song go?

"She don't believe in shootin' stars,
but she believe in shoes & cars
Wood floors in the new apartment,
couture from the store's department
You more like L'eau de Stardee shit."

I still had to serve him on my knees if I wanted to keep the millions he provided plus even though I had my own money; little did I know he knew everyone in Florida he can easily lock me out of my accounts.
He had more power than I actually knew.
Here I was on knees, my mouth open and tongue out. Waiting for him.
My breast were propped up in this sleazy dress, the typical Miami skin tight dress that show off my curves. God I hate dressing like a cheap whore.
But that was my punishment, "you're going to be whoring around, I'll treat you like one."

Here I was the whore, he sat in couch unbuttoning his pants siting down like a king he was.
His dick popped out of the his personal prison as I was here about to blow the warden of my own prison.
My mouth made down to lap, I didn't even blow him in my own rhythm. He even made sure he control my mouth.
He became even more controlling and possessive when my birthday gift was his own.
New breast implants and injections lips change my look.

To say the other girls from his life are gone; well who fucking knows, but his ass was at home like clockwork since I came back from Italy. His penthouse once again became vacant and I woke up with Henry's old body next to mine every morning.

His big hands shove my head deeper into his lap and his hips move upwards making my taking his massive girth deeper and deeper in my throat. He show no mercy, tears drop from my eyes, mucus coming from my nose as this action triggers the gag reflex. My mouth fills with his girth and salvia spilling out on the edges of mouth down his shaft.

The feeling of my soul being ripped in half. This defeat reminds of the person I grew to fuxking hate, hate like hottest day of the summer. I was burning.
Her
My mother.
The only difference between us is my need to protect them from my hell.

As his dick twitches deeply in my throat my heart beats faster in my chest as u know what's coming next.
Crudeness
Grunts can be heard above me as the come close together like contractions I held my eyes extra tight together at what's next.
The impact on right cheek and next the left a slap to remind me of my two deadly sins.
Hot steamed juice filled my throat like Jesus last super. Nothing about him was ever pleasantly desire. Not sensual touch of a man love towards a woman. This was man who only knew how to own or buy.

I let my mind wonder at back to bright blue sky an open field as he ran before me as our hands connected like grape vine.
Wero my high school sweetheart and only one who owns my heart, soul and mind.
My only downfall.
My close stay close just as the memory of our lips touching Henry voice brings me back to reality.

"Muñeca open your eyes."

Yea my name was once again changed, I wasn't Frida or Roberta not even Mariposa.

I was a body Henry can use. I was everyone expect me; fuck I didn't even know who I was.

But I'm his Muñeca.(doll)

*revised 7:20*