Epilogue
Two months later…
“Casey!”
Ethan’s voice thunders through the house. I hear him coming from what feels like half a mile away. A smile captures my lips. I’m ready for this. I’m ready for him.
He throws the door open and storms into my room. My office. My lair. Whatever you call it, it’s insulated from outdoor light. It’s not dark inside though. Inside, it is lit with blue and green lights pulsing through water-cooled towers. The low drone of fans and the AC keeps it so I have to wear a sweater at all times.
The door slams shut behind him. We are encapsulated by the darkness and for a moment I can’t see his face. I don’t need to. The flash of a scowl I caught as he came through was more than enough to warn me that he is on the warpath.
“I know what you did,” he growls.
“What do you mean?” I swing around in my racer style gaming chair.
“I mean,” he says, stalking toward me and bending down, one of his big hands on each side of the chair, boxing me in. “I know what you did.”
“I did a lot of things.” I keep my voice light as the green LED light illuminates us both.
He leans in, his gaze intense as his nose damn near meets mine. “You hacked the Vipyr mainframe and inserted an obscene image into our company footers. Today, a thousand high-level clients received their quarterly reports, appended with the image of a man proudly displaying his gaped anal tract.”
It was funny when I did it. It’s even funnier to hear him say it out loud. I swore to myself I’d keep a straight face when this came up, but I can’t even begin to. He’s staring at me so seriously, but the words are so damn funny I can’t help it. I splutter into laughter, cracking up all the more for the fact that he is not laughing even a little bit.
“We run a business, Casey. A serious, multinational…” I see the muscle in his cheek twitch. “Goddamn it, girl,” he growls. “Don’t laugh when I’m trying to discipline you.”
“You did hear what you just said, right?” I sink down in the chair to make a little space between us. He follows me down, keeping the pressure on.
“You,” he growls, “are a brat. And I’m going to find a plug to stretch your little asshole out so you can be in the next picture.”
The last two months have been the happiest of my life. I live in the lap of luxury—and sometimes over it too. Ethan barely lets me out of his sight most of the time, but I don’t mind his possessiveness anymore. After what I’ve seen of his world, I know he has real reason to keep the things he treasures most close.
That doesn’t mean I’ve become some sweet little obedient companion. I like to keep him on his toes, remind him exactly what kind of stray he bought home.
Ethan’s arms slide from the chair to my waist. He picks me up, puts me over his shoulder, and carries me out of my lair, into the harsh glare of incandescent bulbs. I blink and squint as I watch the floor recede.
“You have the best security teams on the planet,” I point out from my precarious position. “They should have picked it up long before it got anywhere near your clients. Imagine if I’d attached a virus or a logger to it instead of a picture.”
“Your job isn’t security testing.”
“Maybe it should be.”
“You already have a job,” he says. We’re in the bedroom and his hands are stripping me of my sweater and pants. He’s making me naked as swiftly as possible, tossing me around like a toy to get me into position, legs splaying for him out of instinct.
“What’s my job?”
“You’re my fuck toy,” he reminds me a moment before his mouth descends on mine. He pushes me back on the bed and my thighs spread around his as he pulls his cock free of his pants and aims the head of it right at my tight cunt.
* * *
Ethan
I love this woman more than life itself. But she’s a bad girl and I love a good punishment fuck. With my cock between her soft lips, I surge forward, claiming her slit in a rough thrust. She’s had almost no warning of sex at all, but I find her wet anyway. She’s a horny little thing, and I’m sure she’s been touching herself ever since she sent that obscene email that never got any further than my desk.
Of course our security team caught it. Just like they catch her every time she decides to ‘hack’ Vipyr and earn herself a good long punishment. Her cunt wraps around my cock and she makes the prettiest whimpering noises as I start to stroke inside her, her complaints utterly belied by the flush across her nose and cheeks.
“Bad girl,” I growl, feeling how wet she gets at being chastised. Three strokes inside her and she’s soaking my cock already.
I grab her ass with my hands, pick her hips up so just her head and shoulders are on the bed, and I start fucking her hard and fast, slamming in and out of that naughty little pussy. This is what she asked for, and she’s going to get every bit of it. I take her forcefully, not giving her pussy any time to adjust. Foreplay is for good girls.
“Ethan! Owwwwaaahhhh!” Her mock cry of pain turns into a moan of pleasure halfway through.
“What?” I growl, pulling her pussy snug against my body, keeping my cock nice and deep inside her. “Don’t want your owner’s dick in you, girl? Or is this just not the right hole? Do you want it where the picture showed?”
I push her off my cock, let her sweet body bounce on the bed before I grab her leg and flip her over onto her front, smacking her ass nice and hard to leave hot red hand prints on her bare behind. She’s mine. Mine to play with. Mine to fuck. She’s mine to own and to use.
I am rock fucking hard as I cover her with my body and start pressing my cock against the tighter hole between her cheeks. She wriggles beneath me, her squirming body making me even harder. I hold myself up with one hand, use the other to wrap around under her body, grasp her throat as I push against her ass, using only the lubricant from her greedy pussy to make my passage easier.
Her whimpers are real now. It stings when a naughty girl has her bottom fucked, but she knew it would. She knew the moment she hit send that I would come for her, take her, show her that she is still owned.
This is one way I keep her safe. Not from the outside world, but from that little imp that lives inside her, the one that tells her she can take me on and win. The one that used to make her think she could run away, and now tells her she can disobey me.
“Owwie, Ethan,” she gasps as her anus starts to give to me.
“You know how to take my cock,” I remind her. “Relax and open up for me, girl. Give me that ass.”
She takes a deep breath, and finally my cock slips past the tight ring of muscle. She’s going to take me nice and deep and hard. She’s going to whimper and beg. Maybe she’ll cry. She’ll be a very sorry girl by the time I’m done with her, that’s for sure. But this is all for her own good.
Our business is dangerous. It destroys lives. It breaks people. Jack will never see the outside of an asylum. It’s tragic, but it’s safer for everyone. Nobody is ever going to hurt my girl again. I’m going to make sure Casey is protected from everything. From spies, from lies, from the broken and twisted predators in the valley. I’m going to keep her safe from everything.
Everything, except me.
The End