Chapter Three

Chapter Three:

He loosed the cuffs on my hands and asks me to turn around for him. There was a large mirror in the room facing the king-size bed in the room. I turned around, and he asked me to kneel on the edge of the bed. I did, and I felt his dick on my ass.

“What do you want to do?” I asked innocently, still carried away in the moment 

“Hush, baby girl, just trust me.”

I faced the mirror and watched him lubricate the top of his dick.

He applied a generous portion to my ass and began to insert his dick in gradually. 

I thought I had felt all the pleasure and pain when he fucked my pussy, but damn, this was another level of ecstasy for me.

Gradually and gently, he pushed in, and I would let out loud moans and call him zaddy.

Finally, he was inside, and it felt out of this world. He thrust in swiftly, and after a little while more, he withdrew and poured his cum on my body.

I was satisfied, and the look on his face said the same thing. I lay flat on the bed and reminisced about what just happened. It was an experience I was not going to forget in a hurry.

I dozed off after a while.

The alarm on my phone vibrated on the table close to the bed, and I jerked up. It was 5 a.m., and I had to prepare to head to the hospital.

I felt an arm on my body, and I turned around and saw him sleeping peacefully. I gently removed his hands and headed into the bathroom, cleaned myself up, and wore my black gown back. It was already 6 a.m., so I tip-toed outside the room and exited the hotel.

I arrived at the hospital feeling guilty and happy; 500 dollars was enough to keep Mom on her meds for another five days.

I walked into her room and saw her still sleeping. I smiled and sat on the chair close to her.

I held her hands and asked her to forgive me. 

She opened her eyes and asked me what I was talking about, but I denied it and told her she was dreaming.

She wiped the tears from my eyes, and I peeked at her cheek.

The doctors said they had found a donor and we would soon go for the surgery. She smiled wearily and told me not to trouble myself.

I will get the money, and we will be alright, I assured her. 

I knew it was an impossibility, but I was not going to give up.

JASON'S POV

I woke up, and Meena was gone. She was the first lady to submit herself to me easily like this. I wonder what Bernice told her to make her succumb to my every demand. The way she rolled her eyes and moaned out my name 

"Zaddy" almost drove me crazy.

I want her; I want Meena all to myself.

I brought out my cell phone and immediately placed a call to Bernice. 

It rang twice before Bernice picked up

“Good morning, Mr Jason, I hope you had a good night's rest.” Her usual seductive tone rang out on the other end of the cold device.

“Thanks to you, Bernice, I had an awesome night.”

“Can I have the address of the lady that you brought last night?”

“She was exceptional, and I need to see her again.”

Unknown to me, my words angered her, but I couldn't care less, and she responded to me in a rather aggressive tone.

“She is not from this side of the States; she has gone back to where she came from.” 

“Watch your tone, Bernice; it's not hard to find the perfect replacement for you.”

I scoffed and hung up the call.

Bernice had always liked me since our teenage days. Her brother was a very close friend of mine; we did shitty stuff together and made a pact never to date any family members. I noticed her desire to be submissive, but I can never allow such feelings to manifest.

Meena, Meena, Meena I mentally called out to myself.

I will get you one day.

I stood up from my bed and looked at her lingerie on the floor, picked it up, sniffed it, and just like that, memories of her tight ass and pussy flashed across my mind.

I walked into the bathroom, had my bath, and wore the black stoned shirt that I just ordered from A****n with sky-blue denim jeans. I sprayed my L'Amour perfume and headed to the office.

As soon as I got there, I saw Bernice looking frustrated, but I waved, walked past her, and immediately commanded her to see me in my office. 

She followed behind me and greeted me. It was her duty to make sure I had an easy and fulfilled day, or else why would I pay you a hundred grand monthly?

I asked her to get me a cup of coffee and prepared to leave the hotel without any breakfast. She turned around to take her leave, but the hook on the doorknob held onto her tight skirt and tore it.

I hurried back into my office to avoid others seeing her ass. She used her hands to cover some small parts of her ass and turned around, facing the door.

I stared at her, and for a moment there, my dick was bulging. She was a sight to behold.

Not to get carried away with her, I stood up and covered her with my suit hanging on the chair.

Don't worry, Bernice; sit in my office. I will get something nice for you to wear. You are a size 10, right? I asked

She nodded, and I headed for the door, but she held me back and stirred directly into my eyes. She bit her lower lip and pushed her chest up.

It took all the strength I had to avoid ripping her little pink blouse and what remained of that skirt and sucking her nipples.

Thoughts of turning her around and ramming into her exposed ass ran through my mind, whipping her gently as she moaned and called out my name, but I had to hold myself back.

I swallowed a huge lump in my throat and withdrew my hand from her. I won't be long Bernice, make sure to close the door.

I walked and hid the bulge between my legs with my briefcase.

I got into my car and zoomed off. Bernice almost made me forget my pact today with her clumsiness and silly seduction. I hissed at thoughts of her, and why did my dick have to rise to every occasion of a naked ass? This fella still had a lot to learn.

As I got to the mall, where I had an appointment, I put a call through to Lavid to deliver one of the limited edition skirts I saw on their show to Bernice at the office. Lavid’s overjoyed voice on the other end of the call was something I’d do anything to avoid. But the occasion calls for it. After my appointment, I couldn’t go back to the office but stopped by to get a cup of coffee.

As I walked into the café, I could not believe my eyes as I saw Meena serving coffee and smiling at guests sitting and placing their orders.

This is a very good day indeed, I thought to myself. I walked up to her and placed my order, not lifting her head; she was responding and recording my order. When she was done taking down my request, she lifted her head, and our eyes locked. 

The cup of coffee in her hand dropped, and she was speechless. 

“Hello Meena, You know it's rude to leave without saying goodbye?”

She rolled her eyes at me and pretended not to remember what I was talking about.

I was not going to let her go again, I held her hands and asked her to have dinner with me

She hissed and poured the remaining little coffee in her cup on me.

"Getaway

from me, you bastard."

“I don't know you and will never have anything to do with you.”