He held me close. I slithered down to his belly and planted my cheek on it and stared up at him. He had such a gentle and caring look on his face. It was hitting me straight in the soul. He tucked my hair behind my ear and jerked his chin up, urging me to start. It took me a minute but I found my voice.
“I do trust you. I do.”
“Okay, baby. Go.” He jerked his chin up.
“I was having fun in Thailand. Teaching, hanging out with other teachers, some other expats my age. We hung out in this nightclub and a lot of Americans, Canadians, and Brits went there. That’s where I met Jason. He managed the club. He was handsome. He liked me. We started to date. He wanted to get serious like really fast. It freaked me out but we were having fun so I kept trying to keep it light. He was more serious than I was, though. This Thai woman who was the cleaning lady for the nightclub pulled me aside one day. She was always giving me weird looks and stuff and then one day Jason and I fell asleep in the office after the club closed. That’s the night he proposed. I laughed it off, thinking he was just drunk, and then he got emotional about it. I calmed him down with sex and we fell asleep. Anyway, the next morning he was in a mood because I hadn’t accepted and said he had to run an errand so I went to leave to go back to my place and the cleaning lady warned me. She told me
that Jason’s family was involved in slavery and that I should steer clear. She begged me not to out her. They didn’t know she spoke English so spoke freely enough around her to tip her off, I guess. She said she thought I was a nice girl and didn’t want to see me tied to that. So I tried to back off from Jase and then he proposed to me again, sensing I was pulling away. He was really desperate the second time. It was creepy. He was talking in riddles and saying things to the effect of that I’d be sorry if I didn’t pick him because that’d change everything.
It started to freak me out so I was gonna quit my job and get out of Thailand. I told no one. They must’ve been watching me because I got flagged at the airport, put in this little room, and the next thing I know I’m in that little room with Jase and his uncle, who I hadn’t met yet. They were trying to play things carefully with me, see what I knew. I told them I had an emergency back home and was just flying back temporarily and they didn’t buy it. The woman who warned me was brought in and I knew that they’d figured out she’d told me. Mr. Frost left me alone in the room with Jason and Jase tried to sweet talk me and obviously they weren’t convinced that I didn’t know anything so then his uncle took over and told Jason I was off limits, that they had to pull me in. Jase freaked and grabbed the gun from a guard and shot the woman in the head who told me. Right in front of me. He pointed the gun to his uncle and his uncle talked him down but then overpowered him and pistol whipped him until he was knocked out and then took me. I tried not to break. I used to be so strong, but then they showed me….”
I was shaking. He pulled me up by the armpits so I was beside him and tight against him. I couldn’t see his face for the last part because I was right against his chest.
“They had Holly. My 15 year old sister, Dare. They fucking had her bound and gagged on a plane and were threatening to bring her to Thailand. That’s when the name I was born with, that person, she ceased to exist. That’s when I became Felicia. I had to be Felicia so she wouldn’t have to be. Please don’t make me tell you the rest. Please. Mr. Frost kept me to teach Jason a lesson and I didn’t think Jase was all that dangerous. I thought he… he…”
“Okay, baby. That’s enough for now.” He stroked my back. I was trembling hard.
“They’re gonna get Holly if they find out I’m not behaving, Dare. Please…please. When you said Jason was here and Mr. Chen and you called me that name I thought they’d think I told you and that’d mean I wasn’t behaving and they were gonna gonna g-get me. I never want to run from you, I want to be yours forever but I thought I have to get to her first. They said if I ever uttered that other name outloud again that Holly would be theirs. Somehow they knew I hated my mother so they made me take her name. You started calling me Angel and at first I thought you knew who I really was and then I realized that’s who I was to you, an angel, and Dare, that’s who I want to be. It’s me but a version of me, the me before Alaska, before all the ugliness, before Kruna. Daddy called me Angel. Oh God, I miss him. It was like you saw who I really was under all that ugly dirty ugly dirty….if they find out…oh god…”
“Shh, they won’t. It’s okay. I won’t let them. Breathe, baby, breathe.”
“Dare, please don’t let them. Don’t let them take me. You take me. Keep me. My head is so…I need, I need…” My words were all screwy.
He didn’t make me keep begging. He didn’t wait until I made sense because he knew what I needed. One of his hands slid into my pajamas and then into my panties and then I threw my hands over my head and he pinned them with his other hand. I tested by lifting and his grip tightened, “Don’t move. Be a good girl, Angel.”
I whimpered.
“Isn’t this good, baby?” he asked a few moments later, continuing to rub me.
I was having trouble letting go and he obviously knew it.
“What do you need, my baby?”
“I need your cock, Master. In my mouth. Rough. Make me. Make me do it.”
He let go of my wrists, grabbed my hair, and roughly pulled my head down quickly toward his crotch. I flipped onto my side so that my crotch was up near his head and one of his hands was fisted in my hair and the other went to my pants and hit the spot instantly.
Yes.
This.
“Suck it good, baby. Be my good girl.”
Fuck yes.
I got his pants undone and couldn’t get my tongue to the head of his cock fast enough. I whimpered again, feeling sensation build as he fucked my mouth, pumping forward into me. He had his thumb on my clit and at least two fingers inside me and I was about to combust.
His phone rang.
His hips and his fingers stilled and I stopped bobbing.
“No, ignore it. We’re almost there, baby. You’re such a good girl.”
I tried to find it.
His phone stopped ringing and instantly started ringing again.
“Fuck,” he grunted and pulled away.