Chapter 28

CHAPTER 28

SIN

" I won't leave here without you, but what if they find me here?"

Cupping her face with my hands, "I promise you, I have security stationed outside. No one will touch you here."

Her mind keeps spinning. It's written all over her beautiful face, "What if I'm out with you and you get hurt or worse because of me? I can't-"

As if the sentence is too painful to finish, she stops mid sentence.

"Baby girl, nothing will happen to either of us. We are already working on finding them long before they even figure out where you are. I need you to trust me. Can you do that?"

Her eyes fill with unshed tears. "Yes, Daddy. I trust you."

I slide my hand from her face, down her arm and she shivers from the contact, but she stops me from doing what I really want to be doing. "You said you'd be honest with me about anything."

While I have no problem being honest with her, the only thing I want to do right now is taste her pussy. I'm literally craving it, but I don't say that. I nod, "Always, baby."

"You said you were never with Belinda."

I knew this would bother her, so I'm glad she's bringing it up instead of letting it fester inside her and allowing her imagination to think up fictional shit.

"That's true. Do you have a question?"

"She seems awfully upset about us for someone you've never been with. I guess I don't understand why she acts jealous if she has no reason to be."

I pat my lap. "Come here. I'll explain everything as much as I can."

She climbs on top of me and stretches her legs out on the couch with her sexy ass on my lap. I'm thinking this is how I prefer to deal with anything in life. Because everything seems better with her in my arms.

I take a deep breath. "I met her at another club here when I was doing research before opening Den of Sin."

Running my fingers from her calf to her thigh, she shivers as I continue, "It wasn't until she was working for me for about a year that she approached me about wanting to be my submissive. I told her no, mostly because if it didn't work out, I'd lose a valuable employee."

"So she's a submissive, then?"

I nod, "She is. She has been since before I met her."

"Have you kissed her?"

I shake my head. "No, Kierra. When I tell you I've done nothing with her, I mean it. She doesn't interest me for anything other than a professional relationship. I suppose we are friends to some extent, but there's nothing romantic or sexual. This is all very one-sided."

A sad expression crosses her face. "She's in love with you."

"It doesn't matter if she is or if she isn't, baby girl. I'm right where I want to be, with you. And if you didn't exist, it would change nothing. I have zero interest in her. That will always be the case.

I run my fingers up the inside of her thigh and she parts her legs for me. She gasps when I cup her naked pussy.

"What's this? No panties?"

She pulls her bottom lip between her teeth and shakes her head as I slide my finger along her slick slit.

"You had my beautiful cunt exposed while my friends were here?"

Instantly, she releases her lip. "I was covered."

I shove three fingers inside her, making her yelp, "Filthy girl, I'm thinking you enjoy being punished."

"Up you get."

She gets up after I remove my fingers from her pussy but questions me, "Where are we going?"

"It's time for your punishment. Let's go."

As I grasp her hand, I guide her to what she affectionately calls my sex room. "I didn't do anything. I was covered."

Do I bother telling her she's going to very much enjoy this punishment? No, I'll let her come to that conclusion on her own.

As soon as we walk into the room, her eyes snap to the canes on the wall. I know she's worried about those and I probably will use them on her at some point, but not tonight. That will be reserved for a more serious infraction. This room has everything we'll ever need for home play. A St Andrews cross, a positioning bar with a cushion that will allow me to have her spread wide and locked into that position, a spanking bench, chains on the wall and so much more.

I walk over to my custom designed sex swing. "Take the shirt off, Kierra."

She pulls it over her head, revealing her gorgeous body to me. I allow myself a moment to devour her with my gaze. Smooth flawless skin, beautiful full breasts, just the right amount of weight on her belly and those hourglass hips. Slowly my eyes travel up to her face, cheeks reddened from my perusal, those blue eyes focused on me. "Come here, baby girl."

Kierra approaches me, but she's trembling and I don't like it one bit. She has dealt with nothing but fear for years and I won't have her afraid of me.

"Have I ever hurt you, baby?"

She shakes her head, "No, Daddy."

"I'm not going to now either. You're safe with me. Remember your safe word."

"Poverty," she whispers, almost like she's reminding herself.

I run my thumb down the side of her face. "Good girl. I've told you before, I'm far more interested in your pleasure than I am hurting you. Tonight is no different."

Placing my hands around her waist, I lift her and place her in the swing, the fabric holding her thighs wide open and I instruct her, "Hold the bar above you."

Once she places her hands where I told her to, I fasten the attached wrist restraints holding her arms above her head.

There's a pole at the back of the swing, holding it in place until I'm ready for her.

I remove my clothes while she watches me with obvious heat. Once I'm naked, I set them on the chest and grab the remote. In the club, there's something similar to this, but it's not a swing. I've never used this with anyone before her. I finally allow my gaze to drop to her wide open thighs.

"Fucking stunning, baby girl. I'm the only man that will ever see you like this. Taste that sweet pussy."

"Yes, Daddy. Only you."

I hit the button, and the pole retracts into the floor and then I move her higher, closer to the ceiling as she stares at me wide eyed. Once she's the perfect height, I set the remote down and grab her ass and dive into the place I've wanted to taste all fucking night.