Part 13 (1/2)

”Perfect!” Alec pushed Miranda into Max's arms. ”Go on kid, show me how it's done!” Miranda was thinking that she should teach him a lesson and kiss this dude. But Alec was Alec after all and it's better not to evoke anymore jealousy. ”What? Not your type kid? Thank you Max she seems to have lost her nerve. Maybe next time”

With Max gone Miranda knew it was going to get ugly. ”You think to test me? What the f.u.c.k is going on in your head?”

”Why do you do that? Why did you kiss her? And f.u.c.king enjoy it?” f.u.c.k it, Miranda thought, let him do his worst! She was through dealing with him. This s.h.i.+t was over.

Grabbing a fistful of her hair he pulled her toward him, pulling her hair painfully. Miranda winced. ”Again who gave you the indication that you are anything to me? Ha? That I should worry about your feeling?”

”f.u.c.k you!” With that Alec slapped her across her mouth!

”f.u.c.k me? You wanna f.u.c.k me?” He lifted her dress up revealing her lace underwear.

”Please not here, please sir!” She begged him when he turned her around and bent her onto the sofa.

”Sir! I'm sir now!” He tore her undies off and smacked her so hard on her a.s.s. Miranda choked back a sob. Please don't let anybody see this! Oh G.o.d the humiliation! ”Count Miranda!” Another slap!

”Two sir!” She cried ”No no kid you forgot the one! We start again then.” Another slap! Her a.s.s was killing her!

”One sir!” She was beyond humiliated. He didn't care who was watching! Oh my please don't f.u.c.k me here please! Miranda wanted to scream and struggle, her head was in a haze, ”two sir” and another body shaking slap. He wasn't kind at all, he showed her no mercy.

Alec's c.o.c.k was so hard it was actually painful restrained in his pants. Her humiliation was his undoing. Teach her to f.u.c.k with him! He would teach her to f.u.c.king watch her mouth and respect him. Another slap, he could feel the tension leave his body. She counted nine slaps and he stopped. He knew she thought it was over... Yeah right kid not by a long shot!

Miranda prayed it was over she was waiting for his order, too afraid to move and p.i.s.s him off anew. He was brutal, her a.s.s was burning her. She knew it would be sore to sit on. Another slap caught her unexpectedly ”Ten sir.”

”Get the f.u.c.k up!” She obeyed. Quickly pulling her dress down. Too embarra.s.sed to look around Miranda did a quick scan to see if anybody witnessed her ordeal. Surprisingly enough n.o.body was there. ”On your f.u.c.king knees!” Oh f.u.c.k! Not here please. Getting on her knees Miranda's hands went automatically to her back. He felt victorious! Her submission was what he f.u.c.king craved. He took his fully erect p.e.n.i.s and shoved it into her mouth.

Almost gagging Miranda did her best to contain herself. He had his hand fisted into her hair dictating the pace. Miranda knew he was close because his c.o.c.k felt even bigger in her mouth if that was possible. He was rough and unhurried. With one last thrust he released himself into her mouth. When he was done shaking himself in her mouth he pulled out of her and pushed her to the floor. Miranda almost choked swallowing his come. She adjusted herself and wiped her sore mouth with the back of her hand.

Alec resumed his seat on the sofa, watching her carefully. He used his phone and spoke to somebody. Within minutes drinks were being served and Miranda was on the floor attempting to get up. ”Did I f.u.c.king tell you to move? Get back on your f.u.c.king knees!” Miranda did as she was told.

Thinking back to everything she endured with Alec, Miranda was internally outraged at herself! Locked in a room for a month, raped, belted, whipped, slapped and beaten up, not to mention watching him get off with other women and locked in a freezing f.u.c.king bas.e.m.e.nt. Flashes of Alec shooting Ethan kept resurfacing in her mind. Miranda tried to lock the memory of that night in the back of her mind, trying to pretend that it never happened. Locked in a f.u.c.king trunk, thrown out in the f.u.c.king cold and now this. Public displays was a no go for Miranda. She might have no pride when it came to Alec, but giving him a f.u.c.king b.l.o.w.j.o.b where anybody could have seen was the absolute last straw for Miranda. She would escape him, even if she had to kill him.

Alec nursed his drink watching Miranda sitting on her knees with her hands behind her back. She looked f.u.c.king gorgeous. He still couldn't believe innocent kind hearted Miranda attacked Melanie. He was astonished at her reaction. She really did think she loved him. Stupid kid! He could tell her mind was working overtime. She was still a little drunk so she was swaying every now and again. There was no cla.s.s there. She was Miranda nothing more to it.

”Come here,” he ordered. Trying to stand up Miranda fell a few times. Her last attempt she used the table to help her up. Not very ladylike Miranda. What the h.e.l.l did he want now? Standing directly in front of him Miranda waited.

He pulled her into his lap. She sat rigid unmoving. He laughed. Her knees were killing her and he f.u.c.king laughs. ”Say you love me,” the creep returns. Miranda was enraged. She fixed a smile on her face and turned to him.

”You can't love a monster sir.” Miranda why are you provoking him! He's going to lose it! Still Miranda wouldn't say she loved him no matter what he did to her. She wasn't his puppet to string along anymore.

”Come now kid you were sure you loved me! Have I changed your mind? You don't like what you see?” He was mocking her and she refused to react. Sitting with her back so straight. Miranda had had enough. He couldn't fix this one with his caresses.

Alec smiled to himself, she was furious and he knew it. Did Miranda think he was going to let it go? Threatening him that she would kiss another. ”Kiss me,” he was testing to see how far she'd come in obedience. Not far he thought... Still there was hope.

Miranda wanted to scream out. He wasn't through punis.h.i.+ng her and she knew it. ”And if I don't?” She asked hoping he was not going to pursue it.

”I'll f.u.c.k you here and now and I'll not send them away this time. I don't mind an audience kid.” He referred to the bar tender and the security guards. There was n.o.body else, after the fight everybody was apparently sent away. Miranda closed her eyes wis.h.i.+ng this ordeal would end.

Turning to him she bought her lips down kissing him without any emotion. She felt like a robot and that all her feelings had died. Almost like she was desensitized. When she pulled away she noticed Alec was angry. Like really really angry.

She f.u.c.king kissed him like he was nothing to her. She kissed him with no pa.s.sion or emotion, this didn't sit well with Alec. How dare she? He was her f.u.c.king G.o.d and it was time she remembered that. He grabbed her neck chocking her a little. Pulling her close to his face. ”You want to be cold towards me? You want to act like I don't affect you? Let's see how far you get before you beg me to let you come.”

Alec's other hand went under dress lifting it up a little. He caressed her p.u.s.s.y, which was on f.u.c.king fire. Up and down he teased the hairs on her c.u.n.t. He circled her c.l.i.t and he felt her move a little. He was relentless using her juices to lubricate her p.u.s.s.y while he continued to take her somewhere she didn't want to go.

Miranda was appalled that he was touching her intimately in sight of people. He was torturing her with his fingers. Choking her while continuing his mission on her p.u.s.s.y. Miranda moaned despite herself, he knew exactly where to touch to drive her crazy. He would apply pressure to her c.l.i.t and when he felt her tightened around his fingers he would ease up. She was in a frenzy. Miranda unintentionally started rubbing herself against his fingers. Trying to ease this torment. She was on the brink and he knew it. He would apply b.u.t.terfly touches to bring her climax back down.

”Don't f.u.c.king move,” he ordered in her ear while applying more pressure to her neck. He could see her tense and try not to let his touch affect her. But Alec could be very persuasive when it suited his purpose, so he continued his onslaught of bringing her to the edge only to stop when she was nearly there. ”What do you want?” He asked her while rubbing her c.l.i.t a little harder.

Miranda refused to answer. She was so close just a little more... And nothing again, he pulled away. She was sweating with need and nearly about to touch herself just to end this torture. ”Again Miranda you can ease this suffering, tell me what you want.” So taken by l.u.s.t Miranda didn't care about anything else in this world. She just wanted this sweet torture to end.

”Please... Please sir!” She cried. Desperately needing her release.

”Please sir what?” f.u.c.k he wasn't going to stop until he got what he wanted.

”Please sir may I c.u.m... Please may I c.u.m please!” She was frantically trying to restrain herself from moving. He was brutal, never stopping, always nearly there only for him to pull away. Miranda was oblivious to anything or anybody except him f.u.c.king her with his fingers.

”Kiss me!” Oh f.u.c.k did she kiss him, her body was a traitorous piece of work. Her mind screamed no but her body did as it pleased or more importantly as he pleased. She kissed him with no inhibitions. Miranda licked at his mouth sucked his tongue and bit his lip. Anything to get him to allow her to c.u.m.

Pulling her away with the grip on her neck Alec relentlessly rubbed her p.u.s.s.y, his thumb was teasing the already swollen and aroused c.l.i.t. Miranda couldn't take anymore. ”Please may I c.u.m? Please sir?”

”c.u.m!” With that one word Miranda went into another world almost slipping into subs.p.a.ce where she didn't know up from down or wrong from right. He choked her at the same time as she climaxed and this prolonged her o.r.g.a.s.m, Miranda literally thought she had died and gone to heaven.

Alec continued his onslaught until she went limp in his arms. ”You're fighting a battle you can't win kid. I'm your f.u.c.king master, remember? I'm your f.u.c.king G.o.d! Seems like you need to be reminded.” She was exhausted. ”Who do you belong to?”

Not having any fight left in her Miranda answered honestly. ”I belong to you sir,” if she hated herself before she despised herself now.

Alec was once again filled with pride at how he broke her again and again. l.u.s.t was a sin and his sin knew no limits with her.

Alec allowed her to go freshen up. Once in the ladies room Miranda washed her face with cold water. She was a mess. He f.u.c.ked everything up, he was twisted and she was just as bad. How could she get off on his abuse? Fixing her hair Miranda made her way back to her master.

Watching her walk towards him stirred his c.o.c.k. Down boy, not now. She stood beside him not looking up. Good she f.u.c.king needs to learn her place. He walked ahead of her and she obediently followed like a lost puppy. Once they reached the club Miranda was being shoved by this person to the next. She looked for Alec but with the darkness and the flas.h.i.+ng colored lights couldn't find him. Miranda was starting to panic.

A hand grabbed her and pulled her away. She was certain Alec would be furious with her thinking she left him deliberately. Before she could register what was happening she was pushed outside thrown in a black sedan and the car took off. Miranda turned to see and realized that the driver was not Alec. It was a bearded guy with a flannelette s.h.i.+rt and a gut hanging over his jeans.

Fear froze her! What the f.u.c.k was this! ”Shhhh relax I'm one of Carlos's men.” Miranda was shaking her head vigorously. He pulled out his phone and handed it her. ”Dial one.” Not knowing what else to do, she reluctantly took the phone.

”Miranda?”

”Yes?”

”Miranda are you okay?”

”Carlos? Carlos what have you done?”

”It's all good, I've had my men follow Alec for a while, and I've been waiting for an opportunity to get you away from him.” Her body numbed.