Rhea POV
I awake in the morning alone. I thought Damien would be with me, but he is not. I do not remember much about the last few days. I know I went to see the witch and I fell, hit my head and was unable to talk to her. Maybe that is why I feel so strange. I just feel off for some reason. I am absolutely not myself right now. Perhaps I will sort myself out over the next few days.
I feel like I have a memory gap or something. Maybe I need more sleep. I should not worry too much about it and carry on with my work. I feel like I have more work than I ever had before. Damien is extra busy and unloading all of his work on me.
I quickly get a shower. I have a meeting this morning with a shapeshifter and his BDSM partner. I looked over the contract last night, and it was a strange one but to each its own. I guess. It is not my job to judge. I only take care of the contract.
I run downstairs and into the kitchen. There is a new woman cooking. I don’t remember her. I smile, and she looks right through me. Okay then. “Good morning,” I say to the unfriendly new cook.
The new cook walks past me and sets a plate on the table for me and one for Damien. I did not know he was here this morning. Damien comes into the kitchen. He does not speak to me, only the cook. He sits down at the table. The new cook smiles at him and gives me a go to hell look.
“Good morning, Damien. I did not know you were home this morning,” I say to him.
“Good morning, Rhea. I see you meet Vicky,” Damien says.
I look over at Vicky and then back to Damien. “Yes, we met. She seems really friendly,” I say.
“She is not paid to be friendly. She is paid to cook for you and me,” Damien says.
“Oh, I see,” I say.
I take a bite out of my food. It is horrible. I get up from the table take my plate into the kitchen. I empty my plate in the trash and put the plate into the sink. I smile at Vicky. This bitch, she did that on purpose. I grab a piece of fruit and go back to the table.
“Something wrong with your breakfast Rhea,” Damien asks me.
“Yes, it is gross,” I say to him. I bite into my apple and smile at Damien. What is with him?
“Do you have plans tonight, Rhea?” Damien asks me.
“No, I do not believe I do. You got something in mind?” I ask him.
“Yes, I thought I would take you out if you want to go, that is,” Damien says.
“I think I would love that, Damien. Where do you want to go?” I ask him.
“It is a surprise. Do you like surprises, Rhea?” Damien asks.
“It depends on the surprise,” I say.
“I think you will like this one. It is a killer,” Damien says.
I do not like the way he said that, but it could be fun. Why the hell not? I am stuck here day and night, and I am bored out of my mind. I look over at Vicky, who seems to be hopelessly infatuated with Damien.
“You know Damien, I would love to go out on the boat,” I say, loud enough for Vicky to hear.
Damien looks at me strangely. “The boat, you want to go out on the boat, really?” Damien asks.
“Yes, I think it would be fun,” I say.
“Well then, Rhea, we can do that instead,” he says.
I am curious about his other plan, but I love the water and would love to go out on the boat tonight. I look over, and Vicky is still eyeballing Damien. This is really getting to me. Fuck this!
I get up from my seat and walk over to Damien. He is at the end of the long kitchen table. “Did you need something, Rhea?” Damien asks me.
I lean down and kiss him. “I need some cock,” I say.
Damien smiles. “Right here, we have company,” Damien says.
“She can watch. If she wants to,” I say.
Damien reaches up and unbuttons my shirt, exposing my breast to him. He pulls my bra to the side and takes my nipple into his mouth. I pull him close to me as he suckles on my breast. Yes, Damien, I am all yours.
Damien’s hand slides up my inner thigh and slides into my panties. I am already wet just from thinking about fucking him here on this table in front of this little bitch.
“Do you really want me to fuck you right here, in front of the help, before work?” Damien asks.
“Damien, I want you to bend me over this table and plow my pussy,” I answer him.
Damien smiles and then laughs. He looks over at Vicky, who is now not paying us any attention. “If you are trying to make her jealous, I think it worked,” Damien says.
“Good, now fuck me!” I demand.
Damien gets up from the table. He jerks my skirt up to my waist and pulls my panties down to my ankles. I kick them off. “I will just leave them off today in case you want my pussy again later,” I say.
Damien bends me over the table. I hear him unzip his pants and free his huge cock. He positions his cock to enter me. “Beg me to fuck you,” Damien says.
I push back, trying to force him into me. “Damien, fuck me now!” I beg him.
“Tell me how bad you want it,” Damien says.
“I want you to fuck me, Damien. I need you inside me. Please fuck me,” I beg him.
Damien slams his cock into me hard. I grab ahold of the table and push back into him. He rams deep into my core. His cock feels fantastic as it rams into me over and over. I hold the table tightly as I moan for him. “Yes, Damien, fuck my pussy,” I moan.
Damien smacks me on the ass hard as he pounds into me. “Is this what you needed this morning, slut,” Damien says to me.
“Yes, Damien, I need your cock. Please fuck me harder,” I beg him.
Damien grabs my hips pulling me into him harder. I feel myself tingling to my core. My knees buckle, and I feel as if I am going to explode. “Are you going to cum, Rhea?” Damien asks me.
“Yes, I am going to cum all over your cock,” I moan.
“I did not know whore’s came so fast,” Damien says to me as he smacks my ass hard.
Damien rams into me harder, groaning as he pounds his mighty cock into my wet pussy. I dig my nails into the table cloth as he thrusts into me harder and deeper with every stroke. I could lay here with my pussy open for me all day. I want him inside me deeper. I need him deeper.
I push back into him as I cum on his cock. Damien pulls out of me as I cum. He goes to his knees and begins licking my pussy as I cum. His hand firmly on my ass as I cum on his face. I lay across the table, breathing hard and cumming for him.
“We are not done, Rhea,” Damien says.
Damien is back on his feet, ready to fuck me harder. I feel him reposition himself behind me but not at my pussy. I feel his large cock at my ass. He is rubbing my ass with his cock. He slowly slides his cock into my ass. I take a deep breath and prepare myself for what is about to happen.
“Do you want me to fuck your tight little ass?” Damien asks me.
“Yes, fuck me where ever and however you want, Damien. I belong to you,” I say.
Damien slowly inserts his cock into my ass. The pressure from his large cock is overwhelming. It hurts and feels so good at the same time. He pushes his cock all the way into me. I hold on to the table as he takes my ass.
“Are you ready to be fucked?” Damien asks.
“Yes, Damien, fuck me,” I say.
Damien begins to fuck my ass hard. I relax and let him have his way. As he plows my ass, I feel my pussy start to cum again. I did not know I could cum so hard. Damien pushes me to my limits as he fucks my ass.
“Do you want me to fill your tight little ass with my cum, Rhea,” Damien asks me as he pushes into me harder?
“Yes, fill me,” I say.
Damien rams his cock hard into me and moans as he cums in me. He pulls out and rams into me again. I can feel him dripping out of me.
“Such a good little whore,” Damien says as he rams me hard again.
I lay across the table satisfied. I love being his little whore. I want him again, but I have work to do and a meeting to get to right now.
Damien turns me around and kisses me hard on the lips. “You are mine forever, Rhea,” Damien says.
“Yes, I am, my love,” I say to Damien.
Soul POV
I repeatedly try to get in touch with Rhea. She is not taking my calls or answering the emails I send her. When I email her, Damien responds with a short snide email. I know he has done something to keep her from talking to me. He is such a little bitch.
I know he was not happy I was seeing Rhea. Was he afraid she would choose me over him? He has done something, and I will find out what he has done to her if it is the last thing I ever do. Damien will pay for this.
“Have you heard from Miss Rhea, master,” Roxy asks me as she enters the room.
“No, she still is not returning my calls or emails. I am only hearing from Damien,” I answer Roxy.
I can tell she is missing her too. The two of them have developed a special bond. I was starting to think they might run away together. Which I would prefer to this, I would much rather picture Rhea on a beach somewhere with Roxy than held up in Damien’s house captive.
“Master, what if I went to see her at the cottage to talk to her?” Roxy suggests.
I think for a moment. I trust Roxy to go and do as she is told and come back. She is free to leave whenever she likes; her contract is up. It would be a good idea. Indeed Damien would allow Roxy to see Rhea.
“I think that is a great idea, Roxy. I think you should go now and see her,” I say to her.
“Yes, Master, I will go talk to Rhea. Do I need to call first and make an appointment, or do you want me just to show up?” Roxy asks.
“Just show up. Call me when you arrive there and when you leave,” I instruct her.
“Yes, master, I will go get dressed and go immediately,” Roxy says.
Roxy leaves me. I am alone and frustrated. I miss talking to Rhea. Rhea is terrific in bed, but it is more than that. I loved our conversation and her wild side. Rhea made me feels things I have not felt in a long time for another person, especially a human.
I pick up my phone and block my number. I call Rhea one more time. I just want to hear her voice even if I cannot talk to her. It rings several times, and then finally fucking Damien picks up the phone. I hang up. Hopefully, Roxy can get through to her.
I think I will go with Roxy. I can wait outside in the car. That way, if Roxy does not come straight back out, I can go in and get her. I hit the intercom to let Roxy know. I buzz down twice.
“Yes, master,” Roxy says over the intercom.
“I think I will be joining you,” I say to her.
“Yes, sir,” she says.
I need to dress before I leave. I motion for number four to come to dress me. She is sitting naked on the far chair, not talking, thank goodness. She is being quiet and a suitable sex object. I am not even interested in her. I just need her to dress me. “Come, number four, I need your help,” I say to her.
Number four leaps to her feet and comes straight to me. “What does master need,” She asks me?
“Just help me dress number four,” I say to her.
Maybe I should not go. I am unsure. Roxy comes into the room as number four helps me dress. “Roxy, honest opinion, do you think I should go with you? What if you get into some sort of trouble?” I ask her.
Roxy looks me over and sighs. “Master, I think you should let me take one of the women with me, and you stay behind. We do not want to infuriate Damien,” Roxy says.
“You are right as usual Roxy, what would I ever do without you,” I say to her.
Roxy looks beautiful. She comes to me and kisses me on the cheek. “You look amazing,” I say. “Thank you, master,” Roxy says.
Roxy is my favorite and always will be, and she is special. I know she loves Rhea. I can tell by the way the two of them look at each other that there is a deep connection between the two of them. I am not even mad or upset about it. I hope they can be together someday, but first, we have to figure out why she is avoiding us. Something has happened to her. I know it. I want answers.
“Do you want me to take number three with me, master?” Roxy asks. She hangs onto me, running her fingers through my hair.
“Take whoever you like, Roxy,” I say.
“Very well, I will go downstairs and tell number three to get dressed. I will take her with me, master,” Roxy says.
Roxy leaves me alone with number four. “Well, number four plans have changed. No need to dress,” I say to her as she selects clothes for me.
“Yes, master, would you like me to run you a bath?” number four asks as she puts the things she selected back.
Number is a beautiful woman. I have no clicked with her as well as the others. Maybe I have been too hard on her. I have problems connecting with the women that do not catch on as quickly or talk too much. I should not be so hard on them. Look at me; Rhea has changed me.
“Please, run me a bath, number four. I would appreciate that very much,” I say.
Number four looks at me, shocked. I guess I have not said please before now. She goes into the bathroom to run my bath. I do hope Roxy will be okay. Now I have to worry about Roxy and Rhea until she returns from this little outing.
I walk into the bathroom and watch number four run the water. She lays out a towel for me. She is bent over the tub, checking the water. Her ass is spectacular, so round and perfect.
I walk up behind number four and gently massage her ass. “You have a really nice ass, number four,” I say as she bends over more. She thinks I am going to take her right here.
“Thank you, master. Does Master want to pound into me?” number four asks me.
“Yes, but not right now, number four,” I say to her as I continue rubbing her ass. My cock is hard behind her.
“Master is excited rubbing my ass,” number four says.
“Yes, the master is excited. I don’t think I ever noticed how succulent this ass is before, number four. I want to bite into it and feast on it,” I say as my fangs release, ready to nibble on her ass.
“I would be pleased to have my master feast on me anywhere he likes. Taste me, master. I am divine,” number four says.
I bite into her ass cheek and nibble, just piercing her skin enough to taste her. She is divine. I drag my fangs across her ass, up her back, letting my tongue touch her. Number four moans as I tease her. My cock is pressed right up against her as I make my way up her back. I move her hair out of the way and let my teeth sink into her neck. I drink from number four as the tub fills with hot water.
“That feels so good, master,” number four says.
I release her neck. I step into the tub with my cock rock hard, wanting to dip into something hot and wet. I lie back into the tub.
“Join me, number four,” I say to her.
Number four steps over into the tub and straddles me. She slides her hot juicy pussy over my cock. She begins to ride me fast. I lie back, close my eyes, and picture Rhea riding my cock.
“How does my cock feel?” I ask her.
I never let them talk when I fuck them, but I want her to speak to me. Rhea always talks to me when she fucks me.
“I love your cock, Master,” number four says.
I grab her ass and pull her down onto me harder. “Fuck me harder,” I say.
“Yes, master, as you wish,” number four says. Number four bounces on my cock harder. I try to imagine Rhea and her delicious pussy on top of me. Her long hair and massive tits are bouncing as she fucks me hard.
I reach up and grab number four’s tits, and I squeeze. Number four leans down so I can take her tit in my mouth. I suckle her nipple and then bite into it. I feel her pussy tighten when I bite.
“You like that?” I ask her.
“Yes, master, I like it hard and rough,” number four says.
“Then show me what you got. Fuck your master hard and rough,” I say.
Number four pushes down hard on me and speeds up fucking me harder. “Harder number four, make your pussy hurt,” I say to her.
Number four gets off of me and turns around. She gets on her knees and leans over the side of the tub. “Fuck me, hard master. Make it hurt real good,” number four says to me.
I get behind her perfect ass. I position my cock to enter her. I slam into her and begin fucking her hard. Number four moans as I fuck her. I slam into her deep. Her juicy pussy is tight around my cock, as she pushes back into my cock. I am ready to cum in her tight little pussy. I wish I were fucking Rhea, but this will do for now.
“May I cum master, please?” number four begs.
“Yes, cum with your master,” I say to her as I release my load into her juicy pussy.