His Secret (Man Of The House Taboo Erotica)

“Alina, is it?” He asked, and his voice was rough and deeper than Master’s. Call him Sir. I reminded myself, trying to concentrate on one thing at a time.

“Yes, Sir.” I said in a soft, hushed voice.

“Oh, you do have this one being quite polite, Andrew. Tell me, how much did you have to punish her?” He jabbed, and I tried not to flinch at the thought. I could feel his eyes on me, boring a hole into me.

“Enough. Perhaps I will give you a demonstration later.” He said coldly, and it took everything I had not to flinch at his words. I had to remind myself that he was doing what was best for me, but it was something that was quite hard to remember.

“Go pour us some of that sweet tea you made, darling.” Master said to me in a quieter, gentler voice. There was no mistaking the order for what it was though, but I didn’t mind. I had grown quite accustom to him ordering me around.

“Yes, Master.” I said, bowing my head slightly as he had taught me to do before I went to the kitchen.

In truth, I was more than happy to get away from Carlos’ leering gaze. I heard them talking in hushed voice the moment I left, and I took my time, but not too much time. I had no interest in trying to hear what they had to say. I didn’t want to know. Not after what Master had told me. When I got back into the room, I did catch a snippet though.

“You aren’t disposing of this one?” Carlos asked, seeming to say it loud enough for me to hear.

I froze. This one. The words echoed in my head, and I looked at Master with scared, pleading eyes before catching myself and returning to the position I was told to keep. I kept walking, offering them each a glass of sweet tea. When I was done, I sat by Master’s feet. My head was once again on his thigh.

“No, I do not think so. As you know, I planned to keep this one for a very long, long time. Hopefully the rest of my life.” My Master told him, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. I was both afraid, hopeful and relieved by his words. His fingers were once again in my hair, and I allowed myself to enjoy the soft, gentle touch that he was giving me.

“Hmm. I see. Is she going to be here while we talk then?” He asked, and my Master nodded.

“I don’t see why not. She’s not leaving my side for the rest of

her life.” He said.

“Her life.” Carlos repeated, chuckling. I tried to block out any ideas that sprung to mind on why he might have repeated the statement.

“Anyways. I have a proposition. Fifty-fifty split, of course. The usual capturing job. Are you in?” He asked, and I bit my bottom lip, trying not to show my interest in what they were saying.

“I didn’t plan on taking anyone anymore,” My Master told him. I glanced at Carlos. He was looking at my Master expectantly, quirking his brow.

“Well I need to lay low, and you owe me. Let me stay here for a week and help me out, and I’d consider us even, Andrew.” He said, and there was a hint of what I think was a threat in his voice. I couldn’t imagine anyone threatening my Master, but then my mind went back to how he had come in haggard, and clearly worried just hours before. It was easy to forget with how cool and composed he seemed now.

“You can stay here for a week, and I’ll think about it.” He said. It seemed like he wasn’t fazed, but I could hear how his voice had gotten a little lower. It was hard for him to keep his voice even. Carlos nodded, and I was told to go get more sweet tea. I did what I was told, putting the pitcher on a tray before heading back in to refill their glasses.

Andrew: Unwanted Reactions, Unexpected Plans

When I saw her come back into the room, the first thing I noticed was that she as getting more comfortable. Don’t fuck up just because you’re comfortable. I wanted to tell her, but I knew I couldn’t. The second thing I noticed was that Carlos was looking at her with obvious hunger in his eyes. I looked at my brother, and then I looked at Alina as she walked over. I don’t know why, maybe it was the hunger that I saw in his eyes as he looked at her, but the moment that Alina was kneeling down beside me I once again wrapped my fingers in her hair, but tighter this time.

“Unzip me.” I said, and her eyes shot up, but thankfully she didn’t say anything as she unzipped my pants.

I was already hard, but I throbbed as I saw the innocent blush of embarrassment that started to spread over her cheeks. I smiled down at her, and soon her hand was wrapped around my bare cock. I pulled her close, allowing her to wrap her lips around my hard cock. I looked at Carlos, meeting his both furious and amused gaze. I knew he was jealous, and it was obvious that I didn’t plan to share her. He was glowering, but there was also a challenge in his eyes. I needed to prove a point. I also wanted to.

“Move your hand.” I nearly growled. It wasn’t a time to be gentle. She quickly moved her hand, and I pulled her down until she was starting to gag on my cock. I watched as tears pricked her eyes, and I knew I was pulling her hair too hard. I started to pull her on and off of my cock, feeling her throat constrict around the tip as she groaned around me, but it was also obvious that she was keeping what I said in mind because she was making sure that she wasn’t too loud about it. I smirked a little, ignoring the gags as I slowly pulled her on and off before allowing her to take the lead again.

“Now where were we?” I asked, and Carlos smirked.

“Talking about taking me up on my offer, of course.” He said, and I nodded.

“I said I’d think about it, and you’ll have your answer at the end of the week, of course.” I told him, to which he frowned but nodded. His eyes were watching Alina intently as she bobbed up and down on my cock, trying to take it all, before going back up to lick and suck at the tip. I was suppressing a moan, my cock pulsated in her mouth. A slight tug at her nape was the only silent instruction she’d learned, knowing to pull back her speed and depth. A signal she’d become all too familiar with, signaling to her that I was on the precipice of orgasm. Not now. Not yet, I thought. But, she must have instinctively known why I had chosen to take display her here in front of Carlos. Her mouth gently waned around my cock, slower, wetter, but shallow.

*

“In the meantime, Alina will be cooking our meals, so you can join us for meals during the day. Of course, if you do not join me, then you will be cooking your own.” I told him, once again making it clear that he was not to order her around. He looked at me curiously before I pushed her down to gag on my cock for a minute. I only let her up when she needed air, but like a good girl she went right back to sucking me off without a word.

“You let her cook your meals?” He asked in an even tone, but it didn’t hide the curiosity he had.

“Yes. We also go on walks. You’ll find that she’s quite compliant.” I told him.