CHAPTER TEN
Kitty
I wandered about the nursery. It’s the biggest nursery I’ve ever seen, twice the size of my old apartment and filled with everything a baby could need.
Or two babies because of course, Gray ordered doubles. After we sexed it up in the furniture store, that was his way of saying thank you to the staff. Or more like, Sorry, not sorry, I got the girl, and I got the cash too. So it was double commission for them, double the sales, and as usual, Gray came out on top.
But right now, none of that bothered me. Because I was walking slowly around the sunlit space, hand trailing the edge of a crib, caressing the head of a toy pony. Gray had probably bought every stuffed animal in the kids’ section and now a zoo lived here, including a five-foot elephant, an eight-foot plush giraffe, and of course, two little kitties, kneeling at the foot of each crib.
But a sob choked me, deep in the back of my throat. Because what happened is unreal. I’m the new Mrs. Channing, sure, married lock, stock and barrel to the man of my dreams, but it was fake, all fake. I’d stared at the marriage certificate afterwards, hands trembling, unable to believe my eyes.
“You okay?” growled Gray, looking over at me.
I took a deep breath, nodding silently. It was too hard to meet his gaze right now, emotions making it hard to breathe.
But the man knows me well, and he tipped my chin to his.
“What’s wrong baby girl? What’s got you down?”
Those blue eyes were so penetrating, looking deep into my soul, and I couldn’t take it. Instead, I buried my face in a broad shoulder, hiding the tears.
“Nothing,” I murmured. “Nothing.”
But Gray wouldn’t give up. He pulled away and stared deep into my eyes again.
“What is it baby girl?” he rumbled soothingly. “Tell Daddy.”
Feelings swelled up again, choking me. But what could I say? I’ve fallen in love with you Gray, let’s not get divorced? Would you consider marrying me for real, a poor cocktail waitress trying to make ends meet? I can’t think of life without you, you mean the world to me?
So instead, I bit my lip and used the only weapon I had. My body. I threw my arms around those broad shoulders and rubbed my breasts teasingly against his chest.
“Wanna play Daddy?” I mewled. “Baby wants to play.”
And of course, my man never turns down an opportunity to stroke pussy. He was on me in an instant, tearing my clothes off, the loving so hot, hard and heavy that I almost passed out from the ecstasy, curvy form shaking violently from massive dick inside.
But now it was back to reality. Because I’d seen the envelope arrive in the mail today. I’d seen the letter from the lawyer’s office, and it was probably confirmation that the funds had been released. Gray was King and Master of The Milano now, the terms of his dad’s will fulfilled.
So with slow steps, I was here to say goodbye. I was saying goodbye to the bedroom, the living room, and the dining room, but most of all, the nursery. I was saying goodbye to a dream that would never come true, children who were never going to play here, and a husband who never belonged to me. I was gonna disappear into the mist, Gray could send the divorce papers to me via his lawyers, it didn’t matter.
Except as I skimmed my fingers over a life-size stuffed zebra, my skin tingled with awareness. Oh god, this always happens. The big man and I are on the same wavelength, our bodies recognize each other immediately, and I could feel that masculine heat from the doorway. Taking a deep breath, I choked back my emotions and mewled, “Hi Daddy.”
Shit, shit, shit. I had to get myself together. Gray couldn’t see me on my goodbye tour, I didn’t want my lover to feel sorry for me. Because I was acting like a teen girl dreaming big dreams, except there was no happy ending, no riding off into the sunset. So swallowing tears, I whirled around with bright eyes, pulling out my one and only weapon again.
“Daddy wanna play?” I murmured, tugging down the vee to my sweater so that a huge breast burst out, jiggling and luscious. “Daddy wanna play?”
And oh god, Gray was like a tornado. Crossing the room in two big strides, he was on me. The billionaire sucked a nipple into his mouth, jolts of electricity going straight to my cunt. I screamed then, literally tilted my head back and let one out to the heavens, all my agony and ecstasy twisted together.
“Umm, Daddy umm!” came the squeal, curvy body squirming beneath him. “Mmmph, yeah!”
Gray chuckled against my breastflesh, taking as much into his mouth as possible before popping off a hard nip.
“Baby’s a slutty one, aren’t you? Oh yeah, baby’s slutty, that whory cunt wants Daddy’s cock, doesn’t it?
I could only mewl my reply, boobs heaving, giant sacks of cream bouncing. Oh god, he felt so good, hot and manly and muscled, so thick and virile, with that relentless missile in his pants. I was desperate to get dick into me, my panties soaked with female juices already.
And Gray’s attuned to me too because he inhaled deeply, a gleam in those blue eyes.
“Shit that cunt is wet,” he growled. “I can smell it.”
I mewled again, pressing my tits against him.
“I am wet, Daddy,” I cooed. “I need you so bad, use me, use my body.”
He growled deep in his throat.
“Fuck yeah baby girl, that’s why I married you. Because you’re such a slutty whore, you always need Daddy’s dick, it’s the only thing that calms you down.”
And with that, he yanked off my clothes, literally tearing them from my body until I stood in nude before him, ripe female form trembling. Oh god, I was so ready, leaking between my legs, a visible trail of ambrosia rolling down my thigh.
And Gray saw it too. He inhaled again, nose inches from my pussy, and let out a rough chuckle.
“Shit, I’d recognize the smell of your cunt anywhere,” he ground out. “You could be wearing a hazmat suit, and I’d still recognize this fucking sugar.” And with that, he leaned forward, trailing his tongue up my leg, sampling my personal juice.
“Unnh!” I cried out. God it was heavenly, his mouth so close to my pussy, blowing hot air onto my most sensitive part. But Gray is a master and I wasn’t getting off so easily.
“Get down,” he ground out. “I wanna see baby bent over animal style.”
My eyes widened, but obediently, I got on my hands and knees, ass towards him, a heavy cunt musk permeating the air. Oh god, he was right. Anytime I was around him, I needed it and my pussy just couldn’t be denied. Gushing like a firehose, I shot him a pleading glance over my shoulder.
“Please Daddy,” I whispered. “Please kiss me there,” I mewled, shaking my rump, pink slit puffy and wet.
But my daddy is a sick motherfucker. Because the mention of “animal style” while surrounded by this menagerie of stuffed toys gave Gray an idea. Narrowing his eyes, the alpha selected a plush horse from the pile. It was adorable, about two feet tall with brown fur and a white, glossy mane. He put it down on the floor and growled, eyes gleaming.
“Get up on the toy. Animal style,” he grunted.
I gasped.
“What?” I stammered. “I’m sorry?”
Those blue eyes flashed as he pulled out his dick, the hard shaft stiff and veiny. Immediately, my mouth watered hungrily, boobs heaving up and down. Would Daddy put it in me now? Maybe he’d forget about the horse? Maybe we could do it regular today? But Gray couldn’t be denied.
“You heard me,” he ground out. “Get up on that thing like you’re humping it.”
I seriously thought about disobeying him. I seriously thought about getting on my knees and pleading for mercy, a second chance, anything to avoid the depravity. But his dick made me so ravenous that before I knew it, I was doing it. Crawling on my hands and knees, I mounted the stuffed horse doggy style, like we were two animals in nature.
“Unnnh,” I moaned, burying my face in its wispy mane, cheeks bright red. “Unnnh!”
Oh god, this was so humiliating, but at the same time, the humiliation was oh so sweet. It was so wrong to be nude and luscious, draped over this thing while my vag burned with lust, dripping juices. And grinding my hips, the horse’s soft fur grazed my clit, tantalizing and lush.
“Unnnh!” I moaned again, humping harder. “Unnh, unnh.”
Gray laughed low in his chest behind me.
“Fuck, you’re so fucking slutty humping that stuffed animal like a dog. Like I said, you were always a whore, Daddy just has to bring it out of you. And now, little filly, Daddy’s gonna tame you with his whip.
I thought for sure he was gonna fuck me then. Because I’d seen how ramrod stiff that pole was, pre-cum streaming down the tip to coat his balls, making them shiny. But no, Gray had something else in mind.
Because the toy horse came with the cutest whip, the handle about ten inches with a strip of braided leather trailing off the end. What the hell? What stuffed animal comes with such nice accessories?
But Gray laughed as he saw my stunned eyes.
“Trust me, when you pay four figures for the best, you get the whole kit and caboodle. And this particular toy comes with something for Daddy to use on his sweet girl, something to make you obey.”
Before I could reply, before I could even breathe, he lifted his arm and whacked me across the butt.
“Ahhh!” I cried out, eyes watering. The slap stung, a red stripe rising on my white ass, marking me. But Gray wasn’t deterred at all. He raised his arm again and struck my ass once more, a second red stripe joining the first.
“Unnnh!” I shrieked. “Daddy, Daddy!”
“That’s right, call my name as I beat you,” he ground out. “Say it, damn you.”
And as he raised his arm for a third strike, I did it.
“Graysooooon!” I screamed, the smack on my behind as loud as a firecracker. “Daddy fuuuuck!”
Because oh god, it felt good. The burning on my cheeks hurt, sure, but each hit also sent deep tingles into my cunt, the sizzle like a frying pan between my legs. Oh god, I was gonna lose it, my elbows and knees gave out, weak from lust, and it was that damn pony that broke my fall, keeping my ass perched in the air.
But Gray wasn’t done yet.
“Daddy’s gonna fuck you now,” he ground out. “Baby’s gonna get fucked hard.”
For sure, this time he was going to stick his dick in right? I deserved it after the beating I’d just endured, my moist pink cunt lips beckoning to the hard shaft just inches away. But never underestimate Daddy because Gray did something so disgusting and depraved then, that I almost passed out.
He turned that whip around until the butt of the toy pressed against my labia and started increasing the pressure.
“Oh!” I gasped, turning wide eyes to look at him over my shoulder. Shock filled my gaze, mouth half open. Was he really going to fuck me with the handle of the whip? Oh god, oh god.
But the thing is my cunt wanted it. If anything, it dripped and leaked even harder, welcoming the invasion, nether lips hugging the intruder tight.
“Oh yeah, baby girl,” the big man ground out. “Like I said, you’re getting fucked. You’re fucking wet, but Daddy will provide extra lube, don’t worry.”
And with that, the big man hocked into his palm. This wasn’t some delicate sound, this was an adult male spitting out a giant glob of saliva. And using the lube, he caressed the shaft, getting it glistening and gooey.
“That’s right, this’ll ease the way,” he ground out roughly.
And I screamed then, fucking horny from all this play. Because how often does this happen? I was bent over a toy horse for crying out loud, the butt of the whip pressed against my steaming cunt. I needed it, my pussy sizzled hotly, swollen and desperate. And with a scream, a jerk and a hard shove, it happened. Without waiting for Gray, I threw myself back against the handle and made my pussy start eating. Oh yeah, the hunger was so strong that I couldn’t wait for my man anymore. I couldn’t stand the tease and fucked myself back onto the ten-inch toy.
“Unnnh!” came my scream. “Oh god!”
It was so insane. My puss gripped the leather-covered handle like it was a real dick, milking it, innermost chamber stuffed so full. And Gray was completely still for a moment, dicktip streaming as he watched the nasty sight.
“That’s it,” he ground out. “That’s it, just a little more to get fucked all the way. Come on baby, do it again.”
And with another scream, I pushed my rump backwards hard, this time swallowing the entire toy with my pussy. It was so wrong, so absolutely wrong, the hard leather-covered handle embedded in my cunt, but it felt so fucking amazing too. I was stretched hard, juicing like crazy, and Gray took that opportunity to start fucking me good.
Reaching a hand into my puss, he seized the base of the toy and slowly pulled it out again, dragging against my walls.
“Mmm!” I moaned throatily, head thrown back and eyes closed. My breasts quivered below, smashed against that horse. “Mmm!”
“Oh yeah, little girl,” he grunted. “Eat that fucking whip.”
I mewled again, panting hard as my pussy was impaled. Because Gray was going at it rough now, pushing in and then pulling out, the ride so good. I was just about to scream again when the big man stopped. Oh god, why, why? I needed it so bad, this was pure torture.
Panting, I turned my head.
“Daddy?” I whispered. “Please, please, please keep going.”
Oh god, I was so close, just a few more strokes and all would be good. I’d soar up into the air and explode, body fragmenting into smithereens, wet, wild and hot. But Gray looked at me, blue eyes gleaming.
“Just one more thing,” he rasped harshly. “I know this feels good but now that you’re juiced, Daddy wants to see his prize pony prance around the room.”
Prance? What did he mean? What was he talking about? But the motherfucker smiled knowingly, yanking that stuffed horse out from beneath me.
“Crawl,” he commanded. “Crawl and let Daddy see you flick your little tail.”
I literally goggled at him. Was he fucking crazy? I was supposed to crawl around, stark naked, boobies dangling this way and that? And with this whip hanging out of my cunt?
Gray just chuckled again.
“That’s right baby girl,” he rasped. “That whip is your tail and Daddy wants to see your cunt flick it.”
Suddenly, I realized what was going on. Of course. I was a show pony, prancing around a ring, and the whip stuck in my puss still had the braided leather sticking out. In fact, I could feel the leather trailing down my thigh, cool and soft.
But still, this was so wrong.
“Really Daddy?” I said, eyes wide. “Really?”
Gray didn’t even wait. One big hand descended on my ass cheek, making me squeal even as I jolted forwards.
“Yee haw baby girl,” he ground out. “Start trotting like a good girl.”
And with that, I crawled forwards tentatively, right hand, and then left.
“Really Daddy?” I whispered again, breasts swaying lusciously below my torso. “Really?”
Gray didn’t answer. Instead he whipped out his dick this time, pointing it at my face.
“Walk,” he ground out. “Get those little haunches moving otherwise baby’s getting a dirty cream pie facial.”
My eyes grew wide, but inside my pussy gushed. I love cream pie facials, sperm is the best for keeping your skin smooth and taut. So Daddy wasn’t really threatening me, he was just playing, and I started getting into the swing too.
Prancing a little, I wiggled my hips while moving forwards on all fours.
“Look,” I breathed, waggling my hips at him. “Look.”
It was fucking dirty. I was a filly with something stuck up my cunt, the leather trailing from my pussy like a tail.
“Look at me, Daddy,” I breathed. “Look at your prize pony.”
Gray grunted, hand moving up and down his shaft like a machine, tip dripping wetly to the floor.
“Oh yeah baby girl, work it, do it for Daddy.”
I wriggled some more, shooting him coy looks over my shoulder, huge ass cheeks bouncing a bit, rubbing against each other as my pink slit pulsed, glistening under the light.
“Look Daddy,” I murmured again. “Look.”
And this time, the initiative was mine. Pressing my face close to the ground, I bucked up a bit, so that the leather strap flew into the air, like I was a horse kicking up its heels. It was so fucking nasty, so fucking disgusting and unreal that we should have stopped there. Do normal couples do this? Do married people do this? I guess our kind of married does.
But Gray wasn’t turned off at all. Instead, he beckoned to me while kneeling on the floor, heavy dick pointed my way.
“Come on, little filly,” he grunted out. “You’ve been a good girl and Daddy has a treat ready for you. Carrots. You’d like that wouldn’t you?”
I mewled helplessly, crawling on all fours to him. Because of course I liked it, I fucking loved it. I needed to munch on that giant carrot as soon as possible, I needed it to fill my throat, choking me, making me a woman.
And by the time I got to him, my mouth was already open in a perfect “O,” pretty pink pout ready.
“Oh yeah,” Gray ground out as he slipped that hot shaft inside. It belonged there, his dick belonged in my body, whether up top or down below. “Just perfect,” he muttered again.
And it’s fucking nasty, I know. But since being with the alpha, I’ve perfected the art of eating cock and that huge rod slid down my throat with no trouble, a lump visibly making its way down my esophagus. It was hard, so hot and huge at once, lips stretching, my eyes watering with the strain.
But Gray knows his women, and leaning over my back, he gripped the base of the whip with his hand.
“Now as you suck Daddy,” he rasped, “I’m gonna fuck this cunt. Ready, baby girl? Now suck,” he commanded.
And with that, the heavenly slide began again. Oh yeah, Daddy’s an expert, the toy slid in and out of my cunt with a sticky wet sound, there was so much pussy cream. And at the same time, I swallowed more of his hard cock until it was fully embedded in my mouth, nose pressed to pelvis.
“Mmmm,” I grunted as he fucked me in back, cunt dripping wetly. “Mmmm, mmmm.”
Oh fuck, fuck, fuck. This is what I live for. This is what I need. Because Gray has made me his, one hundred percent, and the feeling in my snatch combined with the sensations in my heart were indescribable. I started out as an innocent virgin, and now I’m doing the nasty with a cock stuffed in my mouth as Gray fucks me in back. Not only that, but I just crawled on all fours, pretending to be a horse, with a whip jammed in my cunt. What’s become of me? What’s become of sweet, innocent Kitty, the one who was always lost and lonely?
Because I’m taken now, the man’s branded me as his and I can’t hold back. With a muffled cry and jerk of my hips, my pussy exploded. Shudders ran through my cunt, hole gushing heavily around the whip as my snatch clamped hard, seizing with ecstasy.
“Mmmph!” I cried out, breasts shaking down below, mouth still stuffed with cock. “Mmm, mmmmm!”
But Gray couldn’t be denied either. In a flash, he jerked his dick out of my mouth and pointed it at my face. And then it happened. An arc of semen soared into the air, so beautiful and virile, hitting me on the cheek with a gooey splat. Another one followed fast on the heels of the first, the hot jism virile, sticky and oh so good. My mouth opened, trying to catch as much possible, trying to swallow the male batter.
“FUUUUCK!” Gray roared, penis jerking in his hands like a fire hose on full blast. Lash after lash of his personal mixture hit me again and again, bathing me, making me feel so wanted and female. “Fuuuuck!” he roared, “Fuck fuck fuck!”
And it was the best I’ve ever had, bar none. Sex play is always amazing with Gray, but somehow we’ve hit a new level. This time, the shudders wracking my pussy were so powerful that I was almost bent in two like an epileptic, helpless to the alpha.
“Daddy!” I screamed as another hot lash of white spattered my chin. “Daddy!”
And oh god, there was so much sperm that I was swimming in it. Gray’s semen ran all over me, face and breasts coated with the stuff, dripping down my torso and even one small rivulet entering my cunt. I paused, tantalized. So this is what a cum bath is, what it felt like to get a shower from my man. My hands rubbed sensuously up and down my torso, coating my nips with the precious stuff before trailing down to my sweet spot.
And sitting back on my heels, I did what I wanted to do. Slowly pulling the leather shaft out, I smiled coyly at Gray as the big man watched. Because oh yeah, that whip was covered with my cream, like it’d been dipped in superglue. But that wasn’t all. Spreading my thighs wider, I held open my pink pussy walls while slowly running a finger along my breast. Catching some of his semen on my digit, I pushed that virile jizz into my cunt.
“Oh yeah Daddy,” I moaned, walls visibly pulsing as the hot, sticky white edged in. “Oh yeah.”
And god, it was good. Gray’s eyes were glued to my sweet snatch, hungry as fuck, and I absolutely loved it. I love having this man addicted to me, both our minds in the gutter, the entire nursery taking on the scent of hot loving.
Because this is life. We’re two peas in a pod, he’s the yin to my yang, my best teacher, and one that I’ve fallen in love with. Yes, I love Grayson Channing, the realization was only too clear to me now. But the problem is that we’re supposed to be getting a divorce. My pussy pulsed painfully at the thought, nipples going stiff. How could I give this up? How could I walk away from the sensuousness, the knowing look that connected us even as I pushed his sperm deeper inside? But the long and the short of it is that I have to because that’s the bargain we made. I absolutely have to walk away … for my own survival, if nothing else.