My Little Book of Erotic Tales (4 page)

She did as she was told; I left her alone to suck me off.

She did
a good job like I knew she would.

I drove down the long
driveway to our house

The house I had built for her, my queen.

I've given her everything her heart could desire, that's why she
was gonna be punished for flirting with her so called best friend.

"Get in the fucking house."

She ran, probably thought she could hide from me.

"If I have to find you, you'll sleep outside tonight."

She stopped cold in her tracks, she knew I wasn't playing I'd done
it before, made her sleep in the backyard in the doghouse, disobedience wasn't
allowed, she knew that.

"Go get my belt."

She walked slowly down the hallway, tears already starting.

She came back with the two inch thick leather strap that I kept
just for these occasions.

I started swinging as soon as it touched my hand.

No over the lap spanking for her, for this infraction it was an
old fashioned ass whipping,

See how soon she'll think of flirting again

"No Nate, please no more."

She ran around the house to get away from me but I was right on
her ass.

I cornered her in the kitchen, she couldn't escape me now.

I rained lashes down on her back, her legs, and her ass, anywhere
I could reach.

"You,
don't, fucking, flirt, with, other, men."

She's wailing now, but I
don't care, I will beat that shit out of her.

When I'm done she's on the floor in the fetal position sobbing.

"You got anything you want to say to me?"

"I'm sorry......I won't do it again."

"Get up and get in the shower.”

I give her enough time to get soaped up before joining her.

"Turn around."

"Still crying I see, well let me just give you something to
cry about."

I drive my rock hard dick in her pussy from behind, she screams,
her ass is raw but I show no mercy as I pound away against it.

I grab her inflamed hips where my belt had landed a time or two
and fucked her beaten body

I didn't just fuck her; I tore her pussy to shreds.

When I was done I once again left her lying on the floor of the
shower stall, she was a mess.

I stepped over her and exited the room.

Bet
that bitch won't try to unman me again.

    It's bedtime, she's
playing the sulking role, body tense and away from me, sniffles.

Usually I would apply some salve to soothe her, but tonight I want
her to feel the pain.

She must always remember this and never shame me again.

In fact, I turn her over roughly onto her back,

She hisses from the rub of the sheets against her raw back and
ass.

She tries closing her legs against me, I tap her cheek, no love
tap this, but not exactly a slap in the face either.

"Open."

Her legs open wide.

I slam into her pussy while pushing my thumb in her mouth

"Suck, bite."

She sucks on the pad of my thumb and bites down as I fuck her.

Her tears don't fucking move me, she knows who I am.

"You want your friend to die, is that it?"

She shakes her head in misery, she's lucky I know she loves only
me, if I thought she had any real feelings for that fuck he would be dead
already.

"The next time you fucking flirt with him, or do anything I
don't like around him, I'm going to beat you worst, and then I'm going to kill
him and feed him to my dogs."

She knew I meant that shit too, and that I could do it, you didn't
get to be the head of the mob in this town by being a pussy, though not many
knew I wore that mantle.

To the world I was Nathan Summers, financial whiz kid, business
guru, everything I touched turned to gold.

Yes they knew my grandfather headed the syndicate years ago and my
father after him.

My
older brother Elliot the hot head was supposed to be next in line but El didn't
have the head for it, too volatile.

Gramps and my dad had made a
point of making sure I was in no way attached to the family business from a
young age, at least to the rest of the world it appeared so, and everyone
expected Elliot to take over, El would rather bash fucking heads all day long
than run a business, which is what the mob is, a conglomeration if you will.

So while the world was watching me broker deals and save companies
here and abroad with my brilliant mind, behind the scenes I was stone cold.

I gave orders that ended lives, so she knew I would feed his ass
to the dogs.

"I will fucking leave you you do that shit again you hear me,
that's a fucking no no."

She cried and clung to me, pleading, I didn't want to hear I
wanted to punish.

I pulled her to the edge of the bed so her ass was hanging and
forced all eleven inches in her too small pussy at once while digging my
fingers into her ass which I knew was raw and tender.

She howled, her pussy looked like it was about to tear, she could
usually only take about nine inches of my dick, I made do, bitch wanted to
flirt, which to me meant you wanted to fuck, I'll show her ass.

I pushed her legs back to her ears and watched as my meat
stretched her.

"Play with your clit."

She used two fingers to rub herself,

"Squeeze my cock."

I felt her inner muscles go to work.

I wasn't fucking her for her pleasure just purely for mine, it was
gonna take a long time for me to get over this shit.

I plowed into her pussy making her scream each time as I hit the
opening to her cervix, that shit was tight around my dick head but I muscled
through, then she really felt pain.

"Nate, stop, stop, stop."

She tried to push me off.

"Shut the fuck up, you wanna fucking play, remember that time
you wanted before we started our family, well I'm rescinding my agreement,
tomorrow we go to the doctor and I watch him remove your IUD; as soon as it's
safe we start working on my son, if you ever see Brandon Flint again, he's
dead."

I was getting more pissed off by the second, how fucking dare she,
Fiona, my little Fiona, making fucking eyes at some other man, fuck no.

"How about I do that shit to you huh, yeah I think that's
just what you need, see how it feels."

"No, no, Nate, I'm sorry I won't do it again.

There was fear in her eyes, she is always terrified of me cheating
on her for some fucked up reason, something about her mom leaving her dad, she
should know I was loyal to a fault.

I looked into her eyes and saw the desperation there, the pain,
the fear, fuck you, you brought this on yourself.

I pulled out and came in her face before going back to sleep.

     "Why did you do it?" It's the next morning and
still that shit is bothering me.

"Sasha......"

Sasha was one of my guards, she was badass, Fiona hated her for
some reason, and no matter how much I tried to convince her that there was
nothing going on she just wouldn't accept, but unlike her I'd never done
anything to give her reason to doubt.

"What!"

"You were laughing and joking with her." She started to
cry again.

I think she cried harder at that than at her ass whipping.

Looks like I'll have to do tender after all.

We're having breakfast, the household staff is bustling around
doing shit, we're in the breakfast nook, I'm a little calmer than I was, I no
longer feel like killing her ass. She just told me why she lost her fucking
mind the night before and flirted with that prick.

"Come 'ere."

I push my seat back to make room for her to climb into my lap.

She's so tiny she fits there like a kid, as she curls herself
around me, seeking reassurance.

"You have to stop that shit, I told you Sasha works for me
that's all, she's good at what she does that's why she's there, no other
reason."

I dried her tears with my fingers and kissed her hair.

I know all about women needing reassurance I'd seen my dad and my
gramps doing it often enough.

Those two are the hardest motherfuckers I know, but when it came
to their wives they were soft as fuck.

"I called your doctor, we have an appointment in an hour,
then how about we go to that purse store you love so fucking much and get you a
couple new bags.

"Hermes?"

Yeah whatever the fuck, shits cost ten grand a pop or more but the
women in my life loved those shits, I think grandma got them all into it.

But like gramps is always saying the best way to survive in this
life was to keep the home fires burning, keep the pussy happy, choke them in
diamonds and let them have whatever the fuck they liked. Cause a contentious
bitch could bring you down faster than any enemy out there.

What I'm doing might seem fucked up to some, but, I just can't
help myself, some might

look in from the outside and think I'm taking advantage of her,
after all I'm older, but we're in

this
together, what we feel for each other cannot be denied no matter what society
might say.

   Hi, maybe I should tell
you what the hell I'm talking about huh.

My name is Travis Martin; I'm a thirty two year old professional
football player, about two

months ago my father got remarried to this woman named Janet,
that's no problem, at thirty two I

had pretty much stopped caring what my dad did with his personal
life, as long as he was

happy so was I.

Janet was an okay lady I guess, my problem's not with her, my
problems all started when her

eighteen year old daughter who lived somewhere in Washington with
her father came to visit.

I'm almost ashamed to say I wanted to fuck her the first time I
saw her in those short shorts of hers.

She was all teenage girl, with that bubblegum scent, tight, fit
body, young plush flesh, fuck; I was a walking hard on for about a fucking
week.

We hit it off right away, I could see the interest in her too,
maybe a schoolgirl crush but there was no way I was going there.

I fucking beat off to her image for a long time though.

We spent almost every waking moment together, no I didn't still
live at home, just the next best thing, see after mom passed I decided to stay
close to my old man, we were all each other had.

My
house was in the same gated community as his, just a few doors down.

Every morning little Joanna
would make her way over to my place and hit the pool, dad's was being resealed
or some such nonsense, thank heaven for that excuse.

I never touched her though, but we flirted like crazy, and yes,
there were times when I came

close as fuck to raping her mouth with mine, she had the sexiest
fucking lips on any woman I

had ever seen.

From that first week I knew one thing, it might take some doing,
but as soon as possible I

was taking her, convention be damned, it wasn't like we were
blood.

The way I felt I dared anyone to get in the way of me having her,
her mother, my father, no one was gonna stop me.

I started out with small touches, almost like taming a filly,
getting her use to my touch and scent.

I'd brush up against her in passing and shit like that, and then
she started doing the same.

"Do you know what I want to do to you little Joanna?"

She gave me one of her blushes, so fucking cute.

"No, what?" She's such a tease.

"I wanna fuck you, you ever been fucked before Joanna?"

Wow, now she was really fire red as she shook her head no.

"Well I'm going to pop your cherry, soon."

I'm not a complete animal I had spent the last two weeks talking
to her and getting to know her, letting her get to know me.

We'd been out together, our parents thinking it was cute how I was
looking out for my 'little sister', showing her the sights, if only they knew.

I knew she was a straight A student, that she loved the classics,
literature and music, that's why I bought her an iPod and had downloaded all my
shit for her, we were into the same music.

   That night I kissed her
for the first time, our parents had gone out to dinner and Joanna had begged
off, somehow she found herself at my place watching movies.