Chapter 221 : Scream For Me
Chapter 221 : Scream For Me
Chapter 221: Scream For Me
Callan
It was in moments like this when I was convinced that I was made to be hers. Jessica was sitting against my chest, reading her book. I was reading too but the feeling of her was too distracting. The war inside me was too distracting.
Only a few more days and then we would have to leave for Morocco. A few more days and then the days of us giving her the choice would come. I had planned on giving her the choice after Emma was back and when we would go back to Morocco but I was not going to take her away from her family not unless she wanted me to and I knew she would never want me to. So, I didn't give the fuck about the book, all I cared about was feeling her against me, knowing soon she would be free of Logan and I. She would live with her sisters or perhaps move in one of the properties under Monica’s name now that Jessica’s father was considered dead. I ran my hand through her hair, it was so soft and she was so soft. Yet, so strong, I used to think only women like Miss Rivera could be strong because they were nothing but ice, but Jessica was like water. The deepest part of the sea, so calm and so beautiful and so strong.
“If you could live anywhere you wanted, where would you live?” She asked. Logan looked up from his book.
“Marrakesh, perhaps.” He said.
“The same.” I muttered.
“What about you?” I asked.
“The moon, I guess.” She replied and I chuckled.
“Is my baby drunk?”
“No,” she giggled, closing her book.
“I would like to live somewhere no one has ever lived, it would be only mine.”
“And you would rule there?” She grinned.
“I would be the queen of the moon.” She said and frowned at herself.
“Maybe, I am a little drunk. You don't think I am an airhead?”
“No,” Logan said, sitting down near her.
“You just drank too much whisky.” She sighed, laying against his chest as she curled into a ball.
“Being a queen, is that what you crave?” I said, taking her hand in mine.
“After being as powerless as I have, I crave it. Just so that I can protect myself and those I care about.” She replied and I looked at her.
“You are powerful, Jessica. You have us.” She smiled.
“I have you?”
“Yes,” Logan whispered
“Forever, you have us.” She smiled again, thunder cracked the sky outside and the piano sped up.
“Forever.”
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Jessica POV
“Am I being mean?” He pulled at my hips as his hand collided with my ass. I whimpered, hands grabbing the counter of the bathroom, looking at him through it. Logan took off his belt.
“What did I say?”
“Do not drink more.” I replied.
“And what did my whore do?” I sniffed.
“I drank more.” The belt collided with my ass and I flinched, whimpering. He rubbed his hand on my ass.
“Spread your thighs.”
I obeyed and he cupped my pussy, rubbing it for just a moment. I moaned, eyes closing.
“Don't make a sound.” he muttered as he put something inside me.
It was big but not as big as his dick. I whimpered, my pussy tightening on it and he pressed something on his phone and it came to life. My legs stumbled, I put a hand on my mouth to stop myself from moaning out loud. He spanked me more, stripping my ass red as he kept a hand on the small of my back, keeping me pinned down. I muffled my screams of pleasure and pain, feeling wetness leaking out of me. He grabbed the vibrator, fucking me with it and then grabbed the back of my neck, pulling me up.
“Slap your face.”
“What?”
“Slap your face, whore.” He thrusted the vibrator in and out of her harder and I whimpered, slapping myself and he chuckled.
“So eager to please, my perfect little toy.” He kissed my cheek and picked me up, sitting me down on the counter.
With my back against the wall, he spread my thighs, I looked down at the pink vibrator jutting out of my pussy. I was so red and swollen. I swallowed back a whimper at the sight. He took it out and picked his belt back up
“Daddy…”
“You know your safe word.” He said, kissing my cheek and rubbing his fingers up and down my thighs.
“Yes or no? I can go back to fucking your pussy.”
“I..” he trailed his belt up and down my pussy and I whimpered at the feel.
“Yes, daddy.” He smirked.
“My filthy little whore.”
“What are you doing with our toy, Logan?” Callan asked. I tried to shut my legs, Logan spanked my thigh.
Callan wakes into the bathroom, looking at me and then at my exposed body.
“Getting punished for yesterday, right?”
“I..”
“Answer me, slut.” I whimpered.
“Yes, daddy.”
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Logan POV
The first spank made Jessica whine and her thighs almost closing. Callan came forward, picking up the vibrator and putting it in her mouth.
“Tap against anything three times if it gets too much.”
I spanked her pussy again, the belt collided rather lightly with her pussy and she choked on the vibrator, thighs shaking with pain. I kissed her pussy and then spanked her again, ths sound of hef whimpering and choking against the vibrator was too fucking much and my ficn was rock hard. I spanked her pussy more till all of it was red.
“Spread your pussy.” I ordered and her eyes widened.
“Do it,”
Her little came down and spread her pussy, her clit stood for attention and I spanked it. She whimpered loudly, Callan took the vibrator out.
“Scream for me.”
She did as I spanked her more, not stopping even when she let go of it. All this while, like a good girl she didn't close her thighs. After the twentieth spank, l let the belt drop on the ground, Callan picked her up and took her to the room. I followed, grabbing a condom.