All Chapters of Daddy and Mommy: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

| Samantha |"Fuck, hurry, Jordan. I think they're getting close," I yelled through the loud, earsplitting noises. They were getting closer, and my car was rattling from the force of the bullets."Almost there," Jordan said. I crouched down, hiding in between the seats, covering my head.My heart pounded in my chest as I listened to the endless gunshots and the people closest screaming. I looked around as best as I could while I was squished between the backseat and the driver's seat, trying to find any tool or weapon I could use. The car was squeaky clean.Fuck, I need a gun. It's about damn time I get myself one.The gunshots had stopped. I peeked out the window and almost made a sound when a couple of men surrounded my car, each holding a gun. Fuck, Jordan is going to get hurt. There are too many of them."I saw her going inside the car," one man spoke up. "Right there. I'll cover you." I gripped my phone with shaky hands, deeming it the only weapon I needed right now."I'm so scre

| Michael |"Baby, stay calm. We're just going to ignore him, okay?" Jackson said putting a hand on my chest. "Breathe baby. We're not here to fight,""I want to punch him," I gritted my teeth, staring at Sandy right across the place."No, we're not going to make a scene," Jackson placed his hand on my face, forcing me to look at him. He smiled. "You do something, you make things worse. There's a whole lot at stake now, remember? Samantha,""How is he so calm after what he's done?" My hands shook the more I clenched hard. "Are we supposed to just let him be?""Baby, you're ruining our date," Jackson said his smile dropping. "We can leave now if you're going to make a scene," I looked back at Jackson, letting out a shaky breath. I scolded myself seeing the hurt look on his face."I'm sorry, my love," I said taking in deep breaths to calm myself as best as I could, while there was a punching bag in the room, tempting me to take a swing. "I'm sorry," I took his face in both my hands and

We stayed like that for a few more minutes before I let him go. He walked to the other side of the room, and I looked up at myself in the mirror. We were in the red room. I knew there was a red room in this house, but I didn't think it would be this vast and beautifully decorated. It was more dark wood-themed than red.Above the four-poster bed, there is a mirror, casting a reflection of my naked body lying on the bed. I shifted a little and winced from the burning sensation on my ass. "Are you okay there, baby?""Yes, Daddy," I said quietly."For our next session, we're going to do something...fun," he said, walking back to the bed. He grabbed a chair with me. I eyed the toys in his hand and gulped. "Well, for me," he said with a knowing smirk. He placed the toys next to me. "So here's what's going to happen. I'm going to sit here." He dragged the chair closer to the edge of the bed. "And I'm going to watch while you play with yourself, using any of the toys of your choice." I bit my

I didn't wait for too long. Or perhaps I was still too dazed to keep track of the time. Jackson came back with a bottle of water. He helped me sit up so I could drink. I chucked the whole bottle down. "Let me know if you need more, okay?" I nodded, clearing my throat. "I've prepared a warm bath with Epsom salt and your favourite essential oils, okay? It'll help with muscle soreness."I raised my heavy arms, gesturing for him to carry me. "One second, let me get a blanket to cover y—""No blanket,""But you might feel chilly, walking around the house naked, baby." I shook my head stubbornly. "Okay, what my lady wants, she gets," I smiled when I was hoisted into the air right into his arms. He carried me bridal style, and we left the mess we made behind. "We're all alone in the house, okay? It's safe," I bummed against his neck, pressing appreciative kisses.As soon as we get into the bathroom, I'm greeted by the sweet aroma that floats in the air, drawing me in. Jackson didn't let me g

After the long waited minutes that felt like hours, Samantha took out the freshly baked cake and carefully pulled out the parchment paper out of the tin. "Smells good," I compliment bringing the chocolate to drizzle on the cake. I watched her assemble the two cakes, putting cream from our fridge in between."Okay, your turn. Drench this cake in that chocolate," she said turning to me. She stepped back to let me do my part. I dumped all the chocolate on the cake and watched it slide right into place."Oh that looks better than I thought it would," I smiled as it covered the whole cake. "You're a genius," Samantha laughed at my obvious fascination."No, I'm not. People do this," she said. "Want a slice? We might have to let it cool,""Uh... I was hoping for Michael to have the first taste," I said biting my lip."Okay, we have about four hours more or less before he gets here," she said putting the cake away."Well... I'll clean up here and perhaps we can finish what we started," I said