14. Daniella

CHAPTER 14

Daniella

T wo weekends later

It's finally Friday again. Braxton told me he has a surprise waiting for me when I get back to his house and I cannot wait to see what it is. Rushing to finish up my workday, I send him a quick text letting him know I'm heading over now.

Daddy Braxy: Perfect. See you soon, Little Rage. Drive safe.

He's just the sweetest. I've never had someone treat me the way he does.

I pack up my bag and lock my office door on my way out. My birthday is tomorrow and I cannot wait to celebrate with my friends. The big twenty six has arrived. Having worked since I was thirteen, I've been doing the whole adult thing for half of my life so it's nice to have time to just live freely.

Getting outside and into my car, I lock my doors and push the button to start it. Turning the music up and putting the windows down, I speed out of the parking garage. The drive was short and I was able to beat most of the traffic through the city, passing the already forming line at Black Lux. The amount of people that try to get into the club never ceases to amaze me.

Pulling into B's driveway, I put the windows up and get out of the car then walk around to grab my stuff from the passenger seat. Once I have what I need, I close the door and click the button on my key fob to lock it. I worked so hard over the past few months and was finally able to afford my dream car. A matte black lifted Mercedes Benz G Class W463. I added a light bar and she's beautiful. Braxton offered to loan me money to get it but I knew I had to do this on my own. I couldn't be happier to finally have it.

When I'm done admiring my car, I head inside and place my bag down by the door. I see the back of Braxton's head as he sits on the sectional in the living area. Making my way over to him and around the couch, I'm shocked to see a black and white California King Snake slithering around in his hands. He looks up at me with a smile on his face and what looks to be pride.

"Isn't she amazing? Her name is Rage." His smile brightens my whole day.

"Where did you get her? Can I hold her? I'm already in love!" My excitement buzzes through me as I speak. Snakes have always been fascinating to me but I was never allowed to have pets growing up and Leighton is afraid of anything with scales, fangs, or wings. Cautiously sitting next to B on the sectional, I put my hands out in excitement and try to contain my joy.

"Happy early birthday, Little Rage. I thought you'd like her." He looks at me and smiles. Tears brim my eyes at the thoughtfulness of his gift. He's the second person in my life to ever give me a birthday present, Leighton being the first.

"Thank you, B. Seriously, this means so much to me." The tears I was holding back suddenly emerge and I can't keep them back.

"I have two more gifts for you, my love. Close your eyes." I close my eyes and he gently takes Rage from my hands and walks away. I wait for a minute until I feel something cold and hard being placed in my hands.

"Open your eyes." Opening my eyes, I see the most beautiful dagger in my hands. It's silver and the handle has purple crystals with a line of diamonds down the middle. It's absolutely breathtaking and once again I'm crying.

"This is beautiful, B! I love it so much! Thank you thank you thank you!" I can't contain my excitement as he places a black sheath next to me with ‘Rage' spelled out in rhinestones on it. The thoughts of what I can do with it ramps up my excitement level.

"There is still one more surprise waiting for you in the basement, beautiful girl." I think my brain is broken over the fact that he actually knew my birthday and got me a gift, because I can't think straight and I have no idea what could be waiting for me in the basement. Sheathing the dagger, I stick it in the back of my pants and follow Braxton towards the basement door. On the way, I see the giant cage that holds Rage on a table in the hallway. It's the cutest setup with purple plants and a ton of hiding places for her.

We get to the basement door and I can hear music playing through the speakers down there. That's odd but okay. We make the descent down and I begin to hear a muffled sound. I can't tell what it is until we round the corner and I see the girl that had her hands all over Braxton at the lake tied to a chair with a ball gag in her mouth.

"What is this, B? Why is she here?" My confusion takes over but I can't help the feeling of anticipation that courses through me.

"She disrespected you at the lake. She touched what wasn't hers, despite me consistently telling her to stop touching me. She slandered you. While I was out getting your gifts earlier, which includes a cheesecake in the fridge, she was at the store and once again disrespected you by asking if I was done with the 'slut' I had my eyes on during the party. I decided she would be the perfect present to do whatever you want to her as punishment." The pride in his voice sent chills through me. I remember the dagger he gifted me and see the various tools on the metal tables around her.

"One more thing."

I turn to see a black mask with purple X's for eyes and a stitched mouth that matches the one he wore during The Pursuit. My excitement takes over, and I grab the mask from his hands, placing it on my face and securing the strap around my head. Turning back to the disrespectful bitch, a sinister smile finds its way to my lips. They say that silence is torture so this moment, I will use it as punishment. I don't say a word to her and allow her to do all of the talking. Unsheathing my dagger, I sliced down the front of her shirt, swiftly cutting it in half. She didn't even have a bra on, which makes this much easier. With precision and speed, I slice off both of her nipples and watch them fall to the basement floor as she screams into the ball gag. The blood seeps out and it is mesmerizing to watch.

Her hands are tied behind her back and her legs are strapped to the chair, leaving no way to defend herself. Her only option being to attempt to unintelligibly beg for mercy that she will not be granted. Her garbled screams bring the rage inside of me to the surface as goosebumps cover my body. Walking around behind the chair, where her hands are tied, I slice off each individual finger one at a time. Her screams continue and my adrenaline level rises.

Looking over to the closest table, I examine the tools that are laid out for me. Seeing the drill with a knife attached where the drill bit would typically go, I pick it up and make my way back over to the chair. Looking at her terrified face as I tilt my head side to side, she whimpers. Holding the button in on the drill, I put it in front of her face so she can see the attachment. When she realizes what is there, she begins to scream again. I place the point of the knife into her thigh and hold the button. Her screams continue as it rips through the barrier. Pieces of mangled muscle and flesh are thrown around the room, landing with a wet squelching sound. She begins to pass out from the pain and I decide that I have had enough fun for now. Using my pretty purple dagger, I slice across the front of her throat, allowing the blood to spurt out and cover my clothing and skin.

Removing my mask with a smile on my face, I turn around to see Braxton grinning at me and my heart rate picks up. He slowly makes his way over to me, ignoring the atrocity around us. He kisses me hard like his life depends on it and quickly yanks my pants and thong down. Slowly backing up to the lifeless body in the chair, he turns me around and pushes my shoulder forward, swiftly kicking my legs apart. I place my hand on the chair between her spread legs and hold on to her shoulder as he quickly rams himself inside of me. He doesn't give me a second to adjust to the intrusion, but reaches around to play with my clit as I scream out. He ruthlessly pumps his cock inside of me over and over, hitting my G spot and sending me over the edge. He continues the in and out movement until he cums. Once he slows his pace, I can feel his hot cum starting to leak out of my cunt.

After he slowly removes himself from me, I turn around and drop to my knees in front of him.

"You look so gorgeous on your knees for me, baby. Pray to me with that beautiful mouth of yours." I don't hesitate to take his length into my mouth until I can feel the head of his cock hitting the back of my throat. I hollow out my cheeks and suck, making sure to lick the underside of his shaft. Holding onto his thighs, my nails stick in to distract me from the need to gag. I take him in my mouth until my nose is pressed against his warm skin. The taste of his cum mixed with mine makes me want to work even harder to give him one more orgasm, but he has other plans. Gripping my hair at the nape of my neck, he roughly fucks my face and doesn't relent until hot ropes of cum coat the back of my throat. As he pulls out of my mouth, I make sure to leave my tongue along the underside of his cock, while also scraping the top with my teeth, making him hiss in breath at the sensation.

"Fuck, you're so goddamn perfect, Dani."

He helps me to my feet and kisses me long and hard before I turn back around to the bloody form in the chair.

"Well what do we do with her now?"

I turn back around to look Braxton in the eye, in hopes that he has some kind of plan to clean this up.

"I have people for that, don't worry about anything. How do you feel?"

I stand there for a second looking around, pondering how I actually do feel. I'm happy to have rid the Earth of another…. What was her name? Shoot, I forgot to ask her. Oh well!

"I feel good, happy even. But there is still rage mixed with sexual frustration. I'm always the one to have multiple orgasms, but do you think you can handle another one?" I smirk at him and the fire in his eyes comes right back. Got him.

"Obviously I can't leave my girl frustrated. Let me fix it for you." He walks to the other side of the basement where a plush rug lays on the floor in front of a fireplace. I didn't even notice that side before. The fire is ablaze and the rug is huge. There's a couch on either side and a giant flat screen tv above the fireplace. We should spend more time down here . Clearing my head of the irrelevant thoughts, I walk over to where he is laying on his back on the rug.

"Come sit on my face and ride my tongue until your inner rage melts away."

His words send shivers down my spine, and I slowly start making my way over to him before he puts his hand up to tell me to stop.

"Crawl to me."

The tone of his voice sends me over the edge, and I immediately drop to my knees and begin crawling to him. Once I get to where he is on the rug, I throw one leg over him and straddle his body, just above his neck.

"Come sit on your throne, beautiful."

Moving my body up his, I hover just above his mouth and nose. He takes a deep breath in, startling me at first.

"You smell like mine. Mine to take, mine to devour."

Once his words are out, he pulls me down towards his mouth and eats me like a steak dinner. He devours my entire being through my pussy. Holy fuck. Braxton licks and sucks like his life depends on it. I could do this all day long, it just feels too good. After a couple of minutes, I cum and my entire body shakes. This man knows what he's doing.