A tear slides down my face as I wish I could go back in time, before I ever set foot in the clubhouse that day. I think I would have preferred to have remained clueless about what my father was really like.
Chapter 15
Wrecker
As I am coming out of the kitchen, I see Harlee roaming the fucking halls. I told her ass to stay put at the bar. Brat never listens. She never has. I love and hate that about her at the same time.
Time to show her when I said I was boss that I meant it.
I go down to the office and knock on the door.
“Hey, Sophie Ann.” Sophie Ann runs The Stable; she’s an underpaid madam. Rumor has it that she’s Demon’s relative. She is the only woman I know he doesn’t fuck around here. Not to mention the fact that she is ancient. I bet her pussy is either gray haired or bald from old age and wrinkled. I shudder at the thought.
“Hey, sugar. Did you need something else?” She pats her gray streaked hair smoothing it out over her shoulders.
“Is the paddle room available?”
She smirks, the wrinkles around her mouth coming to life. “Josephine just cleaned it.” She hands me a set of keys. “Just try and be finished in about two hours. I have new guests arriving.”
“Is that a good idea, considering why I’m here.”
“Don’t worry. Our security is the best there is.”
I grunt in thanks and go off in search of Harlee.
I find her standing at the picture window that looks out at the backyard. The pool is behind the guesthouses. Those are reserved for the high rollers.
Her hand is on her tit and she is subtly rubbing her finger over her nipple. I wonder what has her attention.
I walk up behind her and see what has her so enraptured. A film is being made. Two whores are going at it, eating pussy and taking dick. I wrap my arm around her waist and pull her tight against me.
“That turn you on, Princess. I can arrange for us to borrow a camera. I can get you a whore to eat that pussy too, but no dick is going near your cunt but mine.”
She stiffens and tries to break free. I only hold her tighter, rubbing my dick against her.
“Told you, I’m boss here. I have a surprise for you.”
“Not interested. I’m hungry and tired. Show me to my room.”
“Sure thing.” I smirk. I lead her away and take her down to the basement.
“What’s down here? I know my dad wouldn’t lock me in the basement.”
“It’s a surprise.”
“Ugh. Whatever. There better be food in there. And there had better not be some scuzzy bitch waiting to lick my snatch.”
I unlock the door and push her inside before I lock it behind us.
“Turn on the damn light,” she complains.
I flick it on waiting for her to see where we are.
Her dark eyes are wide as saucers as she sees the expansive collection of paddles, crops, canes, and whips hanging on the wall. “Let me out.”
“Don’t think so. You’ve been bad, baby. Time to pay up. I’m gonna spank that ass. Then I am going to fuck it. Hard and real motherfuckin’ deep.”