Soul POV
Rhea left me this morning. I was afraid Damien had upset her but she was unbothered by him. I guess she really thought he was only seeing her. Damien is a dog. She needs to figure that out. Maybe she has.
I made her a hard promise to keep for tonight. I cannot sleep with any of the women here for the day. She did not say anything about a blow job. She wants number one to come play with us tonight. I wonder what she has in mind. I cannot wait to find out what is going on in her little head for the night.
I should plan something special for the two of us. Something more than only dinner. Maybe I should take her somewhere. She seemed to enjoy our dance. I could take her dancing, showing her off. I could show her the side of me that is beyond my little harem.
Number one comes into the room. “Darling, What do you need from daddy?” I ask her.
“Sir, you said you wanted to see me,” number one says as she sits her naked body in my lap.
I stroke her leg all the way up to her pussy. “Are you happy to see daddy?” I ask her.
“Yes, sir, I am always happy to see daddy,” number one says.
“Tonight I am taking Rhea dancing and out for dinner, she would like for you to join us,” I say to her.
“Really, I would love to go,” Number one says.
“Good, I made her a promise I intend to keep for the day. I have to save my cock for you and her tonight,” I say to her.
“For the two of us, does that mean she wants me to join the two of you tonight in bed?” Number one asks.
“I believe it does. Are you up for the challenge?” I ask her.
I run my hand over her mound. I grab her hot pussy. “Someone is nice and warm,” I say to her.
“Only for you, I am always ready to take you inside me,” Number one says.
“Well, tonight we will have lots of fun,” I say to her.
I slide a finger inside her wet pussy. I begin to finger her slowly. Number one leans over and begins to kiss me. Our tongues intertwine. She holds on to me tight as I pleasure her for a change. My fingers slide in and out harder and harder.
“I want you to cum for me number one, cum for daddy,” I say to her.
She lays her head into my neck enjoying her individual attention. “You feel so soft and wet, I would love to plow my cock into you,” I say.
My cock is getting hard beneath her. “You promised not to fuck any pussy, did you promise not to fuck me in the ass?” Number one asks.
“No, I did not. Is that what you want number one? Do you want daddy to fuck your ass?” I ask her.
Number one gets out of my lap. She takes my hand and leads me to the bed. She gets on the edge of the bed. Her ass up in the air ready for me to fuck her. I rub her ass and smack her twice on each cheek.
“Yes, daddy spank your little whore,” Number one says.
“Does my little whore want a good spanking?” I ask number one.
“Yes please,” number one says.
I walk over to my dresser, open the drawer, and take out my belt. I go back to number one. I rub her ass cheeks. “Are you ready slut?’ I ask her.
“Yes daddy, spank me,” number one says.
I begin spanking her ass alternating cheeks. I hit her hard. She moans with her hit of the belt. “I am ready to be fucked daddy,” number one says.
“I bet you are,” I say to number one.
I grab some lube out of the bedside table. I put a good bit in my hand. I lube her ass up good, then lube my cock with a generous amount of lube.
I pull her closer to the side of the bed. I slide the tip of my cock into her ass slowly giving her time to adjust to me going inside her. She pushes back into me slowly.
“Oh you cant wait can you my little slut?” I ask her.
“You know I am an ass slut, give me that cock,” Number one demands.
I slam my cock into her ass. I thrust into her hard and deep. Number one moans and pushes back to bury me further into her. She truly is an ass whore.
“Fuck my ass, daddy. Fuck my ass!” Number one screams and moans.
I hold her hips pulling her as I pound my cock deep inside her ass. She feels so good. I love being in her ass almost as much as I love her pussy.
“Can you cum for daddy whore?” I ask her as I pound deep and stop.
When I stop she pushes back into me. “Do not stop daddy, I need you cock to get me off,” number one says.
“Can you get off slut?” I taunt her.
“For you daddy, yes. I always get off for daddys cock,” number says.
I grab the belt off of the bed and hit her ass hard with it. “Again.” She demands.
I smack her again. I drive my cock deeper as she begs for more. “I am going to cum now daddy,” number one says.
I pull out of her ass. “No No NO!” she protests.
“you want me to continue?’ I ask her.
“Please daddy I am so close to cumming for you,” number one says.
“Did daddy say you could cum slut?” I ask number one.
“No, daddy can I please cum?’ Number one begs.
I taunt her with my cock. I put the tip in. “Do not move slut,” I tell her.
“Please daddy, please let me cum,” number one begs.
“Not yet, tell daddy about what you did last night?’ I ask her.
“I slept daddy,” she replies.
“Did you play with yourself last night and think about daddy,” I ask her.
“Yes,” she answers me.
“Are you allowed to play with yourself when daddy is not around?’ I ask her.
“No, but I was horny daddy,” number one says.
“Oh I knew you had been bad. So what should daddy do for you being bad?” I ask her.
“Please let me cum daddy,” Number one demands.
I smack her on the ass. “Yes daddy.” She moans.
I slam my cock back deep into her ass. Number one begins to cum hard for her daddy. I smack her on the ass as she cums for me. I push deeper inside her and unload my cum deep into her ass.
“Thank you daddy,” number moans as she lays forward on the bed. I pull my cock out of her. I leave her on the bed to rest. Number one deserves everything she wants. She is good to me. She is my longest resident and I would never give her up.
I step into the shower to wash off after plowing her. I will have to be honest with Rhea and tell her what I did with Number one. I do not want to start our little relationship off with anything of a lie. I guess it is more of an arrangement, but maybe someday it will be a relationship. I know she would want me to give up the harem. I would gladly give it up except for number one. I want to keep her forever.
I often wonder why number one wants to stay here with me. She could have left several times but she has always renewed her contract. She has never acted like she wanted to be anywhere else but her serving me and my needs. Not that I am complaining. I wonder if she has somewhere else to go. With all of the money she has made her she could go anywhere in the world. Yet, Number one stays here serving me and my demands.
She deserves to be here with me in a better form. Maybe I will move her upstairs into a bedroom and out of the basement. I could give her more freedom to go and do as she pleases. I will talk to her about tonight before we go out with Rhea. Maybe just maybe she will help me plan something special for Rhea. I hope the way I feel for Rhea does not bother her. Number one does not seem to have a jealous bone in her body. I will talk to her about that tonight too.
Then It is settled I will offer number one a more prestige place in the house and give her more. I will offer her more money too. After all she deserves everything I have.
Rhea POV
My phone will not stop dinging today. First soul text to make sure I was still coming to see him tonight, then Damien threatening to come back from Paris if I do not take his calls. These two men are driving me crazy.
I stumble through my work trying to concentrate but all I can think about is Soul. Fuck if I know why. The entire situation is odd. Between the situation with Damien and my seem to be lust for Soul I must be going insane or something. Maybe I only need a good time for a change. Maybe it feels good to have someone or two someones on fire for me. Neither really want me they both only want to fuck my brains out. You know what fuck it I am going to fuck both of them if I want to. Damien is fucking some whore in Paris. Why shouldn’t I have some fun?
I finish my final contracts for the day. I email everything to Damien. He emails me back rather quickly but I do not open it. The subject line says please call me. Well, that is a hell no. I only wanted honesty from him. He could have told me he was going to Paris to see a woman.
I shut down my computer and gather my things to go get ready for night out with Soul and his number one. I really want to know what her name is. I cannot call her number one. It is so degrading. He said she had been there a long time. I would like to know why she is still there and if she ever plans to leave. I want her story.
I open the door to the house and I am greeted my Damien’s staff.
“Sir, is on the phone in the library for you,” the elderly staff member says to me.
“Please tell sir that I need a shower and then I will call him,” I say.
“Yes ma’am,” he says.
He goes to the library to tell Damien. I bet that will make Damien four hundred degrees hot. I am not in the mood to care. He should have been honest with me from the beginning then I would not feel like I need to be a bitch about this entire situation.
I go into my room. I go through my closet to pick out something to wear for tonight. I finally decide on a black shirt with a slit up to my thigh, a white button up and heels. Fuck it. I am going to attempt to wear heels tonight. If I fall I am sure Soul will catch me.
I lay my things out on the bed. I strip down and put my clothes in the dirty clothes basket. I go into the shower. I need a got hot shower. I wonder what Soul has planned for tonight. I have a feeling he is going to try extra hard to convince me to come live with him. After Damien gets back I may have to move out.
I hear my phone ringing and dinging while I am showering. When I get out I wrap up in a towel. I check my phone. It is Damien letting me know he is catching a flight home early in the morning so we can talk, and Soul wanting to know what I am doing. I snap a picture of myself in my towel. I send it to Soul. Why I did that is beyond me, it is a juvenile thing to do.
I continue to get dressed. I slip into my clothes and carefully into my heels. I style my hair and apply some makeup not a lot. I am ready for my night with number one and Soul.
I walk down the steps slowly so I don’t fall. I get to the door to leave and notice the staff is no where in sight. Maybe they are pissed at me also. I go out to get in my car. My car has been moved. He had them move my car. That is fine.
I call Soul.
“Hey darling, can you send someone to pick me up?” I ask him.
“Sure, I will have Reggie there in ten minute,” Soul says.
I go back inside the door and wait a few minutes. I notice the staff is now watching me. I call Damien.
“Hello,” Damien says.
“Did you really have my car hidden so I would call you?” I ask him.
“Tell me where you are going and I will have your car back out front in moments,” Damien says.
“No that is fine, I won’t be needing it anymore,” I say.
“You come to your senses and decide to stay in, I see,” Damien says.
“Not exactly,” I say.
“What does that mean? Why are you being this way?” Damien asks
“I got to go Damien, my ride is here. Tell the whore I said hello,” I say.
I hang up the phone with him screaming at me. Fuck him and this entire situation. I am going back to my apartment tomorrow. First I am going to have some fun with Soul.
I step outside to be greeted by a very nice looking vampire.
“Ma’am, I am Reggie. I will be your driver,” Reggie says.
“Thank you Reggie,” I say.
I get into the backseat. I settle in for the short drive to Soul’s house. I have no idea what tonight holds but I want it to be fun. I am seriously thinking it is time for me to move on. This thing is getting weirder by the minute.
My phone rings. It is Damien again. I decline his call. He texts me.
*Do not get involved with Soul*
I do not text back. I am not trying to get involved with Soul. I am only going to have fun for a night then I am gone. I have to admit as I ride in the back of this car to see Soul my pussy is on fire thinking about him. What does this say at me? I must be a whore.
The driver pulls into the driveway. He pulls up t o the house. He parks the car and comes around to open my door. As I step out of the car I am greeted by number one and Soul.
Number one hugs me. “Thank you for inviting me to join the two of you tonight,” Number one says.
“It is my pleasure. I thought the two of us could get to know one another,” I say to her.
Number one is a very beautiful woman. I still do not get why she is here. Hell why am I here? I guess Soul has the same affect on her as he does on me. It is odd. I look at him smiling at me. He knows he has his hooks in me and he knows I really like it. Something about the way that man touches me makes me crazy.
“I am happy to see my precious,” Soul says. He kisses me softly on the cheek.
“The pleasure is mine,” I say with a smile.
The three of us go into the house. “I thought we could go dancing and out to eat. Unless there is something you would rather do. Number one is very excited to go somewhere to dance,” Soul says.
“I love to dance, as you well know,” I say to Soul.
“Yes and you are very good at moving your sexy little body on the dance floor as I remember,” Soul says.
“Good, I cannot wait to dance with my new friend Number One and get to know her in many different ways,” I say.
Number one giggles at the thought. “But there is one thing, I will not be calling her number one, I need a name to address her by while we are out on the town,” I say to the both of them.
Number one looks at Soul. “It is in her contract not to use her name but for tonight she can choose any names she wants to be called if that will make you happy, Rhea,” Soul says.
“It would make me very happy,” I say.
“I don’t know what to choose,” Number says.
“Can I pick you a name?” I ask her.
“Sure, that would be great,” Number one says.
“From now on when we are together I will call you Roxy,” I say to her.
“I love it,” Number one says.
“I think I like it too. My two best girls Roxy and Rhea,” Soul says.
I love the way Number one is smiling and happy. I know for some reason she is competed devout to Soul, but having a name again seems to be exciting to her.
“So Roxy, Was Soul a good boy today or did he break my rule?” I ask her.
“Well, we bent your rule a little, but he did not have any pussy today or a blow job,” Number one says.
“Well, you will have to give me all of the details later. I think I might enjoy hearing about it,” I say to her.