Chapter Two
Raven
I never thought the day would come when I had to choose between selling my body and providing for my family. The need to cry was so strong I clenched my fists together as tight as possible, my nails digging into my skin angrily.
I hated the situation and I hated even more that the man that had bought me was gorgeous, just like the devil in disguise waiting for the moment that I would slip up and he could drag me down into the pits of Hell. I squeezed my eyes shut, wanting this entire thing to be nothing but a dream I could wake up from.
“I have very few requirements, little lamb, but the most important are respect and honesty. If you respect me then I will respect you. If you tell the truth, I will as well, If you don’t do those two things, then your time in my mansion will be horrendous.” There was no warning in his voice. No, it was pure truth and though he didn’t say it, I knew what he meant: disobey those two rules and you’re as good as dead.
I didn’t bother to acknowledge him or even pretend as if I heard what it was that he was saying. I refused to give him that satisfaction. Forcing my eyes to the floor of the limo, I could feel the heat from his body slamming into me like waves against the beach.
“What did I just tell you Ms. Miller…” The growl that ripped from his throat resembled an animal’s growl before it attacked. I went to turn my attention to him, but was never given the chance to react because his large hands slipped through my long hair and dug into my roots.
Pain sliced through my scalp as he pulled my head back, forcing my eyes to meet his as he stared down at me.
“I’m going to assume you heard what I had to say, little lamb, and that you were just being a naïve little brat, because if you weren’t, I’m going to have to take you across my knee right now,” he whispered into my ear, his teeth grazing the bottom of my earlobe. Shivers racked my body, and as badly as I didn’t want to feel any attraction to this man, I did.
The thought of him taking me across his knee excited me. It brought to life something in me that I didn’t even know existed.
“I heard you... Mr…” I went to say his name, but realized I had no idea who he was, which made this worse. Not only had I sold my virginity to help take care of my mother, but I was giving it to a man whose name I didn’t even know.
“Master. You will call me Master. You’re my little lamb and you will do as you’re told. Understand?” His tongue scraped across the sensitive flesh of my throat, right underneath my throbbing pulse. I gulped, and nodded my head yes, praying he would release me. Relief filled my belly as soon as he did, my body missing his heat as soon as he let me go.
“Yes, Master.” I mumbled underneath my breath, rubbing at my scalp. The stinging pain had subsided greatly and all that was left now was a dull ache.
The handsome devil smiled at me, his perfectly white teeth sparkling in the light. His features told me was Mexican, that coupled with the tanness of his skin, proved that I was right.
He had on an expensive suit and his shoes were made of leather. The watch he wore on his wrist probably cost more than my entire house, and the longer I looked at him the more handsome he seemed to get.
Little lamb. I narrowed my eyes at him for giving me such a dumb nickname.
“I expect you to be on your best behavior in front of my father. If you are, you will be rewarded. If you’re not, then you will discover just how hard I can be…” The flicker of lust in his eyes told me that I didn’t want to head down that road.
“Yes, sir… I mean, Master,” I stumbled over my words nervously. A part of me wanted to screw up just to see what he would do to me, while another part of me was terrified of the unknown.
The limo came to a stop seconds later, and my stomach did a tiny flip, my breakfast threatening to come back up. I gazed out the window, sweat forming against my palms as I took in the large mansion. My new owner opened his door, and got out of the limo holding the door open for me. I slid across the leather seats and peeked out of the door.
“Welcome to your new home, little lamb…” He extended his hand to me, and I looked down at it wondering if it made me a bad person if I took it. I wanted his touch as badly as I didn’t. I caved, giving him my hand and allowing him to pull me from the limo. I was amazed, my eyes taking in every single aspect I could. From the perfectly shaped stone, to the well-manicured grass, to the beautiful fountain on the other side of the limo. This man had money, whoever he was.
He led us inside, where the beauty of the mansion seemed to amplify. Light shone in through every window, making the great room and kitchen/dining area seem larger, if that was even possible.
A woman that must’ve been a maid eyed me for a moment before scurrying past us and up the grand staircase. My entire body was on fire, and fear like I had never felt before filled my belly. I had no panties on still, just a see through black skirt covering my bottom half.
“We will go meet my father now. Remember what I said, little lamb….” He twisted me around forcing my chest to his so that he could see my eyes.
“Yes, Master, I remember what you said.” My voice wasn’t my own and my entire body shook with need, or fear, I wasn’t sure which. All I knew was that I wanted to hate this man in front of me but my body refused to let me, that and knowing that he would be the reason my mother would live to see another day.
“Good…” He shoved a few locks of my dark hair behind my ear and pressed a hard kiss to my lips. I could feel every single desire he had for me in that soul searing kiss, and when he finally pulled away, I was left drunk with need.
He guided me up the stairs and then we turned right down a long hall that was painted red. What is so important about meeting his father? I wondered. Master lifted his hand to a large wooden door at the end of the hall, sounding a soft knock against the wood.
“Come in, Fox,” his father spoke gruffly. Seconds later Fox pushed the door open with his hand, but not before giving me a dirty look. My knees wobbled as we walked into what I would call the lion’s den. I couldn’t feel anything but pain as my eyes zeroed in on the man that had ripped the rug out from underneath my family. He was the reason my mother was suffering, the reason that I was here right now. He was the CEO of Smith Industries. It all made sense now, and Fox was his son.
I smiled a little on the inside knowing that, either way, Smith Industries was still paying for my mother’s medical insurance, even if it wasn’t Mr. Smith that was paying but his son.
The old fucker smiled at me, literally fucking smiled, and my stomach rolled. It took everything in me not to blow chunks on the asshole’s carpet. He deserved to die in the most horrible way.
“Hello, Father. I just wanted to show you my new pet,” Fox spoke seductively, as if he was showing off a new toy or something. I kept my head low, praying he wouldn’t recognize me from all the times I had come into the office to see my mother.
His large father pushed away from his desk and eyed me like a fine piece of jewelry. “She’s young son… Pure from the way she’s looking at me. Must’ve paid a pretty penny for something as fine as her.” His eyes darted from mine and then back to Fox’s. I squeezed his hand in mine, praying like hell that he got the message.
Fox’s father was handsome, or at least he was at one point and time in his life. His hair was nearly white, and wrinkles blanketed his face. He was nothing but an old man one birthday shy of the nursing home.
“Oh, I did, Dad. I paid, but something tells me she will be worth every single penny.” I hated the way Fox stared at me as he spoke to his father, like he had plans for my body. I wanted to snarl at him for being such an asshole, but didn’t.
“I’m sure your brother will enjoy her as well.” His father walked to the front of the desk slowly, his age showing in every step that he took.
“She’s mine, Father. Not his. If I share, it’s only for a short time.” There was a defensiveness to Fox’s tone that made me wonder if he actually cared about me for more than just the hole between my legs.
“Oh, I know, Son. I just also know how you boys are about your women.” His father smirked at me as if he was trying to strike fear in me by stirring the pot. What he didn’t know, was that I had fantasized about two men on more than one occasion. I just never dreamed of it being in situation like this.
Silence settled into the room, and as I stood there with my sweaty palm in Fox’s, I could tell there was a silent battle brewing between the two.
“She is mine and I will do with her as I please,” Fox practically yelled, the sound of his voice piercing my ear drums. He didn’t take the time to see what his father’s reaction would be. He merely dragged me out of the office and down the hall, before turning left and then right.
Before I realized it, we were down another hall and entering through another door. This time, when we finally stopped, I realized we were in Fox’s bedroom.
“Take off your clothes and get on your knees, little lamb.” I stood very still, my eyelids the only thing that moved as I tried to understand what it was that he asked me.
“You…. You want me to…” I didn’t even get to finish my sentence and Fox was on me, his hand shoving the straps of my bra down.
“I said get naked, and kneel at the edge of the bed, before I blister your behind….” This time when he spoke, I felt his words deep down in my soul, and I knew if I disobeyed he would do just as he said he would.
Stripping myself bare wasn’t something I wanted to do, but the repercussions were just as bad and humiliating.
“I will not ask again.” Fox stepped towards me, and I decided then that I had no choice but to follow through with whatever he wanted. What if he called Tony and told him how horrible I was, and he never sent the money to my mom. Knowing my mother needed the money pushed me forward. I shoved the black skirt down, and ripped my bra from my body, leaving myself stark ass naked and fully at his mercy. Then I walked over to the edge of the bed, and got on my knees, ready to do whatever it was that he wanted.
I watched impatiently as he reached for the button on his dress pants, flicking it and shoving them down in one fluid motion. My eyes grew to the size of saucers when I saw his cock spring free, my pussy clenching with need even though I despised the man before me.
“Have you ever sucked a cock, little lamb?” I shook my head no. I had no experience with anything. Sex was the last thing on my mind when I was knee deep in tests and homework.
He smiled, clearly happy with my answer. I watched eagerly, my mouth watering all on its own as he stroked his length. Would he choke me with it? Better yet, would I enjoy it?
“I’m going to mark every single hole on this sweet body of yours, little lamb… but for now I think I’ll just start with your mouth…” he hissed, bringing his cock to my lips. “Open wide, little lamb…” I squeezed my eyes shut and opened my mouth, praying like hell that I if followed his directions and pleased him enough, he would leave me alone for the rest of the night.