Chapter 40 Death Of Lord Sean
This chapter might be too brutal for you to handle.
POV: Nana
Lord Sean continued to flog me, the strikes coming in a steady rhythm.
The dick machine was switched on again and it started moving inside my mouth while I was inside the not too hot water.
I felt overwhelmed and lost in a sea of sensations, each one building on the last, pushing me closer to the edge.
He stopped, and I was left hanging. He pulled the machine from my mouth, and I gasped, my lips were swollen and my jaws sore.
He unchained me, and I collapsed in the waters, my body was trembling and my skin flushed red.
He helped me out of the water and carried me like I weighed nothing to him.
He went to a nearby bed, laying me down gently.
He removed the toy from my pussy, and I cried out, the sudden emptiness like a sharp contrast to the fullness.
I didn't know I was enjoying the sex toy till it was removed and I felt my body numb.
He climbed onto the bed, his body covering mine, his cock hard against my thigh.
"Nana," he whispers, his breath hot against my ear. "You did so well. Now, let me take care of you."
And he did. His fingers found my clit, rubbing it gently, doing a better job than the clitoris sucker.
His cock entered me. He moved slowly, his hips rolling, his body grinding against mine. It was a different kind of torture. This slow, steady build…The way he teased me, the way he controlled my pleasure.
His lengthy fat cock in me was the best feeling ever and I wouldn't lie, I loved it.
This project would be the best thing the government would do, if not for anyone but for me.
I wrapped my legs around him, urging him to go deeper and faster.
But he resisted, he kept the pace slow, the pleasure building, the tension coiling tighter and tighter.
I could feel it, the edge, the precipice, and I was desperate to fall, to let go, and to shatter.
And then, with a final thrust, he sent me over edge, my body convulsing, my mind shattering, my pleasure exploding.
I screamed but he captured it with his mouth, his kiss swallowing my cries, his body absorbing my shudders.
I could feel his chest rising and falling as he held me tight. "You're good," he smiled.
I stood up and took the bathrobe off the door and faced him, "I'll clean up."
I entered the bathroom and turned on the shower, as the water touched my skin I felt all my sadness wash away.
Lord Sean was whoever he thought he was. He knows how to play his game and I don't regret linking up with him.
I switched off the shower and walked back to the room where I met him laying quietly on the bed.
"Are we taking the project to the next level? Or it's only for today?"
I wanted to be sure if I wasn't the only one hoping for something but he didn't reply. I sighed and moved closer to him.
I tapped him gently but he didn't answer or move and I immediately thought there was a problem. My heart skipped at beat.
I didn’t understand what was happening at first.
One second he was talking, the next his breath turned sharp and broken, like he was pulling air through a blocked nose.
He was clearly okay before I left. Why was he losing his breath?
"I just wanted to satisfy my curiosity before I die"
The flashback crashed over me and I almost collapsed. I thought...he was talking about the future. Who would have thought he had a plan bigger than this with me?
His eyes widened suddenly like he was terrified, pleading and then he collapsed.
My whole body froze. I could hear my heartbeat crashing in my ears, louder than his gasps.
I opened my mouth to call for help, but nothing came out. My voice stuck in my throat like it didn’t belong to me anymore.
I knelt beside him, hands shaking violently, reaching but not knowing what to touch or do.
His chest rose unevenly, every breath looking like a battle he was losing.
I wanted to scream, to run, to shake him awake, but my legs locked beneath me.
All I could do was whisper his name, again and again, hoping somehow the sound would pull him back.
The room felt too quiet, too still—like the world was holding its breath with him and I was trapped inside my own fear.
"Sean...open your eyes. I want you here." I felt him grab my hands suddenly and looked at me with tears in his eyes.
"My dad started this project for my sake" he forced himself to say gently. I moved back in shock, his dad was the president?
I would be in danger if he died, no one would believe I didn't kill him.
"Thanks for making me fulfill my dream. I loved it" he coughed out blood, my eyes still widened in shock without catching a blink.
I moved closer to him, eyes red not in fear but pity. I really pitied him, I wouldn't lie.
"Sean...open your eyes. I want you to fuck me again. I want to be your woman...I want to fuck you alone." I held his hands. They were cold.
"Press the telecom and go out immediately, if you're caught, you wouldn't survive it" he tried to push me away but I hugged him quietly.
I pressed the telecom on the table and ran out, I met Enoch outside and he pulled me into another room.
"Stay here for ten minutes and move out. Leave the city and never come back"
I did not make a sound, I simply went out with a bathrobe, moved out of the city and it's been peaceful ever since.
The government stopped the project for personal reasons, others didn't know but I did.
The president lost his only son Sean because of the project but it wasn't a bad thing though.
The media didn't carry the news, but girls who were involved in the project talked about how some men left the prison.
I hope Sean finds himself if he didn't die but if he died, I hope angels sang for him everyday.
I hoped he found solace and peace he so much deserved.
This was the first government project I benefitted from personally and it was a wonderful experience.