Breaking Meredith (Disciples 4)

“When did you see him?”

“Right before you looked up at the camera at Matthew’s house. But surely…” she says as she feels my body tense up against her.

Going through the feeds, I ask, “Where exactly did you see him? Which screen?”

She points to the one with the airport feeds and I can feel my face grimace in anger. “He’s in the country at least. He wouldn’t have flown into the city, my connections with the local airport TSA would have had him detained. But…”

Tapping into the feeds, I shift Meredith around a bit. Her bare ass rubbing against my cock feels immeasurably sexual and torturous at the same time.

“No moving, I need to concentrate,” I say as I start going through the feeds that ran during that time frame.

Spreading them out on the screens in front of us, I watch as the other security footage disappears.

“But…” Meredith begins to say.

“Please, this is very serious,” I say, trying to sound as nice as I can instead of just gagging her and tying her to the bed.

On a smaller screen on the wall, I pull Asad’s face up. A facial recognition program auto-mapping his features.

Speeding through the multiple camera feeds of the surrounding airports, it begins the slow search of matching his face to the thousands that the cameras capture.

“Where was the feed coming from when you saw him?” I ask.

“He was coming through customs, and then he went out to a vehicle he was chauffeured away in. I think it was Garden City, but…” she trails off. “It might have been an advertisement to come to Garden City.”

“Why didn’t you say something to me?”

My voice comes out tersely. Now it’s too damn late for me to do all I could have originally done if I had known right away.

“Well, by the time you got home…” her voice trails off as she pushes hard back into my chest, as if she’s trying to protect herself by making me hold her.

“We were already on a different path, I take it,” I say, pulling up the security feeds from Garden City and the airports closest to us.

I wait for a hit. This will at least give me an idea of where and when he came in.

Of course, we were on a different path. She had destroyed my kitchen and my computer room.

She had behaved so wantonly that I had no choice but to bring her to task

“Yes.” She lays her head back against my chest as she says, “If he’s in the city, I need to leave, Simon. I’m not safe here, he’s going to come for me.”

Pulling my arms tightly around her chest, she goes on, “Ahmed may have been petty and mean, but Asad, he’s evil. His father has him taking over for him when it comes to stepping out of the limelight. He’s not right in the head, Simon. Even Ahmed was afraid of Asad’s wrath.”

“Asad… He’s of no concern to us, Meredith. No more than a fly on an elephant’s back. He’s an irritant, nothing more,” I say, and perhaps I’m understating things a touch, but there’s no need for her to be overly fearful.

Fear is healthy in the right areas of life, but she needs to know she’s mine now. I control her future and destiny.

Pushing her forward, I have her first stand then myself. My cock is almost fully hard now, but she needs to eat before we do anything else. It wouldn’t do for her to let herself go on account of our baser instincts.

Turning around to face me, her eyes start from where my pants lay on the ground, slowly moving upwards. I can see the smirk on her lips die as she stares at my almost fully engorged thick cock.

“Jesus, Simon, do you ever get enough?” she asks with a small nervous laugh.

“Of you? No,” I say as I pull her close to me, smashing my lips down hard against her pink, perfectly plump ones.

She gasps for air when I finally pull away and I grin. “You need to eat, princess, if you want to maintain your strength.”

Bending over at the waist, I pull my pants up my legs. Watching as her eyes remain glued to my hard cock. “We must keep our bodies healthy.”

Pushing my shirt into my pants, I pull my belt tight around my waist. Taking her arm in my hand, I lead her out of the room and towards the stairs to the first floor.

Time to feed her lunch.

Food, sex, and work.

Our last two days have been filled with fun and the adventures of new passions.

It’s strange that this woman has so easily found herself inside of my defenses. She’s pushing and ripping down every sense of normalcy I’ve built around myself in this home.

It’s become so bad I haven’t cleaned the bathroom in three days. I can feel the bacteria growing by the moment.