Chapter 5
The next few days Miranda fell into a routine. Breakfast and dinner were shared with Alec and on occasions Crystal and Carlos would join them. Through the day Miranda busied herself reading or swimming laps in the heated pool. She would always walk around the gardens and immerse herself in nature.
Alec hadn't attempted anything since the night of the ball. Miranda was grateful. Her body was still recovering from his abuse. Her muscles didn't ache as much and her bruised face was taking on an orange faded color.
Miranda craved company. Any company, she felt so alone. She missed her phone, she missed her IPad and IPod. She wanted to update her status on Facebook. Missing her freedom Miranda was slowly drowning in loneliness.
So just for some sort of stimulation so she didn’t lose her sanity, Miranda decided she wanted to ask Alec if maybe she could go shopping. Drawing in a deep breath, she summed up enough courage to ask.
Making her way over to his office Miranda knocked on the door. "Yes?" His voice always stirred something in Miranda. As she entered the office she noticed he raised an eyebrow. "You wanted something?" He asked. He looked sexy as hell. The way his shirt was unbuttoned and his white singlet underneath was fitted to his broad chest. "I've warned you about looking at me like that." Oh hell busted again… Her face heated up instantly. "Miranda... Today would be great." He said impatiently waiting for her to speak.
"Yes I'm sorry sir. Um I was wondering if maybe I can go shopping? It's just um... There's really nothing for me to do and maybe a change in scenery..." He leaned back in his chair eyeing her out. Oh hell.
"You need something from the shops?" He asked
"No sir," she replied starting to feel disheartened.
Alec looked at Miranda, she seemed so sad. He stood and approached her. He watched her as she began biting the inside of her lips. It looked like she was pouting. "Miranda I can't allow you to go around on your own." Alec said as he placed his palm across her check to her nape. "Maybe Crystal and Carlos can accompany you" Miranda's eyes shot up. Alec smiled at her look of disbelief.
"You’re letting me go?" She whispered
"Not letting you go kid. Allowing you to earn my trust."
Without giving it a second thought Miranda threw her arms around Alec and kissed him. Shit! Shit! Shit! Why did she do that? Pulling away she looked into his eyes that seemed to turn black suddenly. “I’m sorry," was all she managed to say. Without warning Alec grabbed her and slammed her against the wall. He was so close she felt his body heat burn into her.
Undoing her shorts he pushed them down. Alec lifted her off the floor. Forcing her to wrap her legs around him to steady herself. Alec released his throbbing erection. He really wanted to go easy on her after being rough the other night. Yet his lust consumed him. He thrust into her making her gasp. Never taking his eyes off her while he fucked her. He could feel her tightness and groaned. Moving his hand down feeling his way to her pussy, oh how fucking hot. He continued on until he found her sweet spot.
Miranda didn't know how to feel. He was rubbing her clit making her moan as he slammed into her. It was overwhelming. "Who do you belong to?" Fucking her harder and harder.
"I belong to you," she said through heavy breathes. She felt her insides clench, oh she was losing control. He continued rubbing her nub and fucking her simultaneously.
"Again! Say it again! Who do you fucking belong to?"
"I belong to you sir," that's it, her saying those words took her over the edge into heaven. She couldn't think, Miranda felt the pleasure build again as he continued to fuck her. She moaned not caring about anything except this exquisite feeling.
Alec felt her pussy clench around his cock. He slammed into her forcefully one last time before erupting inside her. He felt Miranda reach her orgasm at the same time.
Out of breath and returning to the real world Alec let Miranda down. He zipped his pants and turned to sit on the lounge.
Miranda quickly dressed and fled from the room.
Okay that didn't go as planned, she couldn’t believe what had just taken place. Miranda sat on her balcony looking out. After that encounter with Alec she returned to her room to wash herself. That's twice he came inside her and didn't wear a condom. She was due for her period and would be glad to get them for a change.
Alec made her feel alive, yes it was through fear but it was also through desire. She had never felt like this before. He was awakening feelings that Miranda didn't know existed in her body. Always feeling that something might be wrong with her Miranda never desired sex. It never appealed to her. Yet now she almost craved it. With Alec everything seemed more intense.
Remembering her wanton behavior Miranda cringed...
***
As the days had passed, the more time he was spending with Miranda the less time Alec wanted to do much else. His heart wasn't in his work. He let Carlos run things from the inside. He would keep an eye on the casinos from home. He was too preoccupied with the dark haired beauty. Looking at the monitor on his computer Alec had a sudden thought. He would take her to the casino and spend a few nights there. That way he could work while keeping an eye on her. And being able to fuck her when it suited him. Yes he thought, that could work.
That night Alec slept beside Miranda. He had walked into her room finding her asleep on her side, she looked so peaceful. Her lips looked like she was pouting, so fucking kissable. He laid down beside her, wanting to be near her. She mumbled something in her sleep and nuzzled against him. Seeming to subconsciously be aware of his presence.
Alec had stayed true to his word. Miranda was going shopping! She was so excited to be able to leave the manor. Wearing her faded jeans and a white fitted top, which had a picture of a teddy bear having a cigarette on it. Miranda loved that top it was a bad ass bear that yelled 'don't fuck with me' she also wore ankle boots and wore hair in a loose bun atop her head.
Crystal wore a designer one piece jumpsuit, which screamed money. She wore heals and wore her hair down. Yep Crystal put her to shame. Always looking immaculate.
Carlos handed a card to Miranda. It was a bank card with her name on it. "What's this?" she asked Carlos.
"Boss said that's for you. It's unlimited so you can pretty much shop to your heart’s content"
"I don't want it," was Miranda's response to that. She wasn't a whore and didn't need his goddamn money. Money is what got her into this situation to start with.
"He was very clear Miranda. He expects you to buy a whole new wardrobe. Jewelry and all" Crystal jumped in.
"No... I won't take it." She wasn't going to allow this. She still had her pride.
"Miranda darling..." Again Crystal, "this is one of those times that I suggest you don't push your luck, Alec obviously wants you to do this."
"I don't care! I'm not taking his money, I'd rather wear a potato sack then use his money." Calm down Miranda don't fuck up this chance to get away.
"Hey kid," Carlos grabbed her hands gently "I never do this but I'm going to let you in on a little something. If you disobey his orders you will not be given another chance to leave the house. It's a test right. He looks at it like he's doing you this big favor allowing you out and giving you money. He expects obedience in return. It's his way. If you play along your time here will be more pleasant. Look at Crystal, she has everything she desires. Her relationship with Alec is pretty straight forward. He is happy to shower her with gifts and she is happy to fulfill his every desire. You will have bigger battles to deal with. Don't make this into something big when it's an easy fix. Buy yourself a few things and that's it."
Miranda listened to Carlos. He was giving her an inside to the way Alec's mind works. Carlos winked at her and nudged her playfully. Okay, Miranda would once again swallow her pride and do things Alec's way, which seemed like the only way.
Shopping was an absolute adventure. Never in her years had she seen shops as this. Although despite the glory and the shops, Miranda couldn't fathom spending ridiculous amounts of money for items of clothing, shoes or accessories. Funny that Crystal had no issue with it at all.
By the end of the day she had reluctantly agreed to purchase two dresses and a pair of shoes. Over a thousand dollars thrown down the fucking drain. All Miranda could think of was if Alec had so much fucking money why did he make such a big deal about her uncle owing him money. Maybe it was that control issue that Carlos told her about. Alec obviously didn't like not having control.
Not wanting to admit it but Miranda was happy to be back in her room. Maybe just maybe if she could earn his trust he would eventually let her out alone. Then she could run for her life and escape this hold he had over her.
She still had time before dinner, her feet were sore from the hectic day they had. Miranda lay down on her bed falling asleep. Wasn't until she heard her door open that she awoke. It was Crystal. Miranda rubbed her eyes and yawned stretching her arms. "What time is it?" Miranda asked, suddenly curious as why Crystal was in her room. This would be the first time in almost two months that Crystal had entered her room.
"Almost seven." Crystal approached and took a seat on the bed. Taking her shoes off, she laid down supporting her body with her elbow. What a cozy picture Miranda thought. They could easily be mistaken for best friends having a sleep over. "Is something wrong Crystal?"
"Nothing's wrong. You know when I first met you I really didn't think much of you?"
"Gee thanks!" Replied Miranda sarcastically.
"Now I kinda look at you like a younger sister. And maybe I can offer you a little advice." This was making Miranda feel uncomfortable. "I know that this relationship between you and Alec is somewhat complicated." Miranda felt a lump in her throat. Crystal knew she had slept with Alec and wanted to have it out with her. Shit!
"Crystal I swear it wasn't my doing... It's just he scares me so much sometimes I just do as he wants." Miranda felt her eyes tear up. "I would never take another women's man I swear to you."
"Relax Miranda I know what he's like. And we have always had an open relationship. If Alec wants something he always gets it." She was actually trying to comfort Miranda. Wow Miranda thought, I slept with your man and you’re telling me it's ok?
"I'm so sorry Crystal, I should have tried to stop him," she felt the tears run down her face.
"If you had tried to stop him you wouldn't have been better off I assure you. It seems you are stirring something in him that's very dangerous. He can't seem to shake you out of his head. He wants your total submission. Until then I don't think this obsession he has for you is going to end."
"How much more can I submit to him. I'm so scared all the time. He's like a time bomb waiting to explode. I can't do much more of this Crystal. My body automatically obeys him. He is going to strip me of everything I am. I can't do that, I can't live in constant fear of him." Miranda couldn't believe she was sharing this with Crystal.
"Do you have feelings for him?"
"That's what's scaring me, the more he abuses me the more my body craves him. I must be so starved for affection that I actually think that his abuse is better than nothing. I'm sick to allow this!" Tears were flowing freely now. Miranda felt like the tears would never stop.
"What choice do you have? Your body is on survival instinct and its giving you a way to endure. Honey to be honest with you I have never known Alec to lose control. I've never known him to strike a woman and I've never known him to obsess over any female. You have to understand that he has women falling at his feet. That's what makes this so alarming." Great, Miranda thought, that's what she needed, to be the one that makes him lose control!
"Crystal what if he doesn't get over this? I mean every time I'm around him he seems to be getting worse." Miranda was voicing her fears. It seemed even scarier to say them aloud.
"I know, Carlos and I have both noticed. What is worrying me is that he's taking you to his casino in France for a few days. I won't be there and nor will Carlos. I'm thinking that if you continue to do as he says you'll be okay. He wasn't very pleased about your purchases today, he was expecting you to buy more. So Leon will be here tomorrow with a complete new wardrobe for you"
France? And why change the way she dresses? Miranda was comfortable in her urban style of trend. She didn't want to be dolled up all the time. And not having Carlos or Crystal with her terrified her. What did he want with her? Why couldn't he obsess over Crystal? She would have flourished under his oppression.
***
Alec was ready to leave for the airport. Waiting almost impatiently for Miranda he finished off last minute work in his office. He had been to see Marcus and what an interesting visit that was.
Marcus almost shit himself when he saw Alec inside his house. "Swear to god man I'm working on your money... I will have it for yo..."
"Sit down Marcus." Reluctantly Marcus sat down. Looking around the double story house he noticed pictures of Miranda as a young child. Pictures of her with her parents and even her with her friends. It looked like a nice home, would look nicer had it not been cluttered with Marcus's clothes and junk.
"This house. Who does it belong to?" Asked Alec
"It's belonged to Miranda's parents. It's hers now otherwise I swear to god man I would have sold it and given you the money."
"Marcus, I want to you to show me to Miranda's room." Alec noticed Marcus's reaction.
"What’s the bitch done now" Marcus sneered. Alec walked over to Marcus and grabbed him by the collar of his top.
"I'll fucking rip your tongue from your mouth if you ever speak like that about her!" Alec was furious. This fucker was supposed to be protecting her. Not selling her off to repay his debts. Alec wanted to tear his heart out. He threw Marcus away from him disgusted to be near him.
"Her room!" Yelled Alec. Marcus quickly led the way up the stairs. He showed him to her room. Alec dismissed Marcus and closed the door behind him.
Her room was a total reflection of her. Her double four posted bed had pink sheer material draped across the poles. Her bed was made up and had hot pink and purple sequenced pillows. The entire room was covered with pictures of her parents.
He opened a few of her drawers and rummaged through them. She didn't have many things. She had taken most of it with her. He went through the side table near her bed and eureka! He found what he was looking for. Her passport. He looked at her picture and his cock started to stir. Fuck this was going to be a long few hours to get her alone. He was glad her passport hadn't expired.
Looking at his watch Alec ran his hand through his hair. He wanted to leave now. He exited his office and had Maria summon Miranda.
"Okay I'm coming I'll be a few minutes." Miranda looked at herself in the mirror. Leon had outdone himself. He really did understand fashion and he did it in a way that kept her style but with an edge. She wore a floral knee high dress with a black leather vest and flat ankle boots. She looked like she came out of a fashion magazine. Leon also matched accessories. She wore a long silver chain that had held a large cross.
At least she felt comfortable and not dressed in something that would take away who she was. "Miranda! Now would be good!" Shit that was Alec and he was yelling. She ran out the room tying her hair up in a high bun while running down the stairs.
"Sorry." She gave him an apologetic smile.
"Let's go," he said. Although he didn't really need to rush, his private jet would take him whenever he was ready. He just wanted to leave. The whole drive in the limousine he was on the phone organizing his work. He was fine leaving the casino in Carlos's hand. It wasn't the first time. Alec trusted Carlos with his life.
He noticed Miranda wringing her hands together seeming very nervous.
When finally they arrived the limo pulled up right beside the jet. Oh Heavens! Thought Miranda, of course he has a private plane! Miranda couldn't believe her eyes. Is there anything this dude didn't have?
After helping her out of the limo they took the stairs to the plane. Miranda's heart was pounding. She hated flying and she hated being in confined spaces. Although the plane was just as luscious as everything else Alec owned. Miranda was very nervous. They took their seats in reclining leather chairs. Wow the last time Miranda flew she was sardined between an overweight man and a crying baby. This was the big leagues now.
Alec leaned over Miranda as if he was going to kiss her and she parted her lips as if anticipating the kiss. He raised an eyebrow at her as he attached her seatbelt. He watched her blush enjoying her discomfort. She wanted him to kiss her... Interesting.
Noticing Miranda close her eyes tight as they taxied off. She was taking in deep breathes. As soon as the plane steadied in the air Miranda opened her eyes. Alec was watching her. Again the blushing.
The stewardess came and offered them a drink. Miranda declined. Needing a drink, Alec had himself a scotch. He took off his seat belt and his suit jacket. He unbutton the top part of his shirt and crossed his foot over his leg. Miranda noticed how relaxed and sexy as hell he looked. Shit! He noticed her noticing him! "Undo your seatbelt." He ordered quietly. He had that dark look in his eyes again. Swallowing hard Miranda did as she was told. "Take your panties off," he said. Miranda looked at him in disbelief.
"Excuse me sir?" Hoping she hadn't heard him correctly.
"Take off your panties," he repeated. There was no way she was going to do that.
"I don't understand..." Miranda was not doing this.
"It's simple enough. Take off your panties. If you have a problem with that then I'm sure I can get you down on your knees to suck me off. One way or another it doesn't bother me. It will however bother me if I was to repeat myself again." How did he always give her a choice that would make her do the very thing he wanted? Take panties off or suck him off... Wow what a choice. "Miranda it's too early to try my patience," he warned. Her face burning with shame Miranda proceeded to take off her panties. She felt the tears run down her cheeks. What now? She thought. She held her lace knickers in her hand not knowing what action to take. He opened his palm, fuck! Miranda placed her underwear in his hand.
To her total horror he smelt them. She wanted to die. How could he continue to find ways to humiliate her? Leaving the panties in his hand and sipping his scotch he eyed her.
Poor kid was about to have heart failure. He watched her suffering and his cock hardened. He adjusted himself. He rubbed himself while watching her watching him. He nearly fucking ejaculated while smelling her panties. His cock was painfully hard.
Miranda turned away from him. So humiliated by his actions and so aroused at the same time. She was relieved when the stewardess came with their lunch. Her relief was short lived because when the stewardess was placing the food Miranda noticed her underwear was still in his hands and Alec made no attempt to conceal them. If anything he was more than happy to display them. Could he make her life more miserable?
The rest of the plane ride was pretty much uneventful. Miranda was grateful that Alec was working. He didn't really pay much attention to her. She felt very exposed without her underwear and the fact that her dress was a short flowing dress made Miranda feel completely uncomfortable.
Finally the plane landed. Not needing to wait for hundreds of people to exit before her Miranda made her way to the exit with Alec. Joys of being with a billionaire! This time a stretch hummer was waiting for them. Wow this way too much. A lady could get used to this.
The hummer was so spacious. A mini bar, and room to fit fifteen people. Was a little over the top for only two people, but who was she to question the great Alec and his life of comfort.
When Alec closed the privacy window Miranda drew in a shaky breathe, knowing in her heart this wasn't a good thing.
The ride was smooth, Alec filled himself a scotch and leisurely sat back and studied Miranda. She had a unique exotic look about her. Not your average everyday beauty but a face of an angel and the lips to fucking tempt a saint! Now it was time for some fun. "Lift your dress up," he ordered.
"Please sir..." She whined. Obviously panicking. "Please," she begged.
"That's one Miranda! You want to add to your number of punishments than be my guest," he watched her as she struggled with herself. Slowly lifting her dress up exposing her pussy. It was neatly trimmed. He sucked in a breath. "Open your legs." Miranda was chocking back her tears.
Opening her legs Miranda closed her eyes trying to escape this shame. "Open your fucking eyes!"
Could he give her nothing? He slowly sipped his beverage letting her stew in her humiliation. If Miranda thought this situation couldn't get any worse boy was she sadly mistaken. "Touch yourself." In sheer desperation she was pleading with her eyes, Miranda silently begged him to stop this abuse.
Accepting she had no choice Miranda started touching herself. She was so embarrassed that she couldn't concentrate on her task. "Miranda," he warned, "I want you to give yourself an orgasm. If you don't deliver that will be means to another punishment. Up to you kid. If you’re thinking of faking it think again." He waited.
She touched herself slowly. "Open your legs wider," he ordered. Having him watch her touch herself in the most intimate of ways did something to her insides. Could she be getting aroused by this? She opened her folds and felt the moisture... Obviously she was. His eyes were almost black. Continuing to touch herself she found her clit. Oh dear she was really getting aroused now. "Lick your fingers," she followed his order. She could taste herself and almost withered with desire. "Continue" he demanded. His voice had a hard edge to it. She resumed fucking herself. The way he was looking at her made her move her fingers faster, her breathing quickened. Miranda could feel the pleasure building within her. Her body was screaming for release. "Who do you belong to?" He asked.
"You sir!" Yeah she was gone. "I belong to you sir!" Way too deep in pleasure to care that she was moaning and squirming. Her orgasm sent her reeling. So strong was the impact of her pleasure that she took a while to be able to move. Finally coming back to earth she regained her composure. Miranda was so ashamed at her display she put her face in her hands and broke into sobs.
Alec was losing control. Watching her touch herself made his lust reach new heights. She was crying as if hating herself for her body reacting like it did. "Come here," he needed to be inside her. Reluctantly she withdrew her hands and moved over to him. Her face was streaked with her tears. He sat her on his lap. Taking the hand she used to touch herself he licked it, placing it in his mouth as he sucked her juices. Her taste was too fucking sweet. While keeping her fingers in his mouth he grabbed her around the neck and bought her into his kiss.
She felt so confused. Her body was once again responding to him. Kissing her and making her taste her juices Miranda was starting to feel her body's anticipation to the building pleasure that he evoked in her. The kiss was so sensual it was erotic and Miranda to her utter humiliation could feel herself becoming wet. While kissing, Alec had somehow undid his trousers and freed his cock, which sprung to life. He stroked himself then carefully lifted Miranda and impaled her onto his cock.
She hissed in a breath. The fullness of him made her struggle to move. It hurt a lot. Alec looked like he was in another world. Moving his hand until he found her delicious nub he started rubbing it, teasing it. Miranda's body started to move on its own accord. The more he rubbed the more she moved back and forth on him. He started lifting her ass up and down. Fuck! She was going to explode. He had worked her up in such a frenzy. Miranda let all her walls crumble, she let her guard down and screamed through her orgasm, not caring about anything in the world. He continued to fuck her smacking her down on his lap, until she felt his cock throb and felt his explosion.
That was bind blowing fucking sex! Miranda was so exhausted she thumped on his chest and couldn't move.