Azeira
My head was spinning as I grabbed the plate for my table and moved throughout the diner. I wasn’t sure what happened last night, but I woke up passed out in my bed, feeling like I was run over by a semi-truck. All I remembered beforehand was going to the bar not too far from my house. I didn’t even remember drinking that much, but I must have if I woke up as hungover as I did. Last night was fuzzy and I wasn’t even sure how I got home safely. It was completely out of character for me.
“Here you go, Mr. Smith. Can I get you anything else? Fresh coffee?” He lifted his mug. “Still hot. Thanks, doll.” He winked at me.
I gave him a forced smile and nodded. “I’ll be back to check on you then.”
Mr. Smith was a regular here at Sunny Side. He came faithfully every Sunday morning, attempting to flirt with me as if he wasn’t old enough to be my daddy. I only worked here in the morning on weekends and Wednesdays since I had class everyday but that one during the week.
After checking the rest of my tables, I walked to the back through the flap doors to my tumbler that held my tea. I sighed as the still hot beverage pierced my throat and filed through me.
“I got that sampler for you, .” I looked over my shoulder and David, one of the cooks, had a plate in his hand for me. “Oh you’re god sent.” The smell alone made my stomach rumble. I had taken painkillers this morning to help my headache, now I needed something on my stomach.
“, table nine is asking for you,” one of the other waitresses called out to me as she came in.
I groaned just as I finished pouring the syrup on my pancakes. I scooped up some eggs instead and shoved them in my mouth.
“Okay.” I wiped my forehead with the back of my hand.
If I could get through these next four hours without the room spinning or puking my guts out, I would be happy.
I stood outside my dad’s office with my ear to the door, straining to hear him. Whatever conversation he was having seemed to be serious.
“Yes, Mr. Navarro. I understand, sir.” My eyes bucked at the name. While I had never seen him in the flesh, I had heard the name and usually nothing good surrounded it. “I’ll have it for you. Sorry for any inconvenience I might have caused.”
When I felt the coast was clear, I knocked on the door and pushed it open. My dad sat at his desk with a pile of money on top. Stress was written all over his face as he held the phone in his hand tightly.
“Daddy?” I called out.
His head snapped and his eyes widened. “Fuck, . Don’t you know how to knock?” he stressed, collecting the money and dropping it in a bag.
My brows furrowed and I stepped further into the room. “I did knock. Is everything okay? Where did you get all this money from?”
“Everything’s fine. This is nothing for you to worry about. Are you heading out?” He finished shoving the money in the bag then zipped it up. I didn’t like the unsettled feeling that filled my stomach. My eyes bounced around the room, then went back to him. I studied him, noticing the slight sweat on his forehead and the twitchy expression on his face.
“I heard you say Navarro.” I swallowed hard. “Daddy, please tell me you didn’t get caught up with that man. You know the rumors about him!”
“You shouldn’t be eavesdropping on private conversations!” he snapped. “What I have going on is my business and nothing for you to be concerned about. Is there something you wanted?”
I stepped back. My dad had never been as on edge or snappy as he was at the moment. It caused me to wonder what was going on. If he was wrapped up with Mr. Navarro, nothing good could come from it. From what I heard, while he was the man people went to for money help, he was also the same man that made just as many people disappear when they couldn’t repay him. If my dad had gotten a loan from him and couldn’t pay it back… My stomach turned at the thought.
“Daddy, I have money saved. You know I got a new job and it pays well.”
“I don’t need shit!” He slammed a fist on his desk, causing me to jump. I fidgeted and swallowed hard.
My dad must have realized he was making me uneasy because he pushed out a heavy sigh and tried to relieve some of the tension from his body. His face softened slightly.
“You don’t have to worry about anything, Pumpkin. I swear.” I still didn’t believe him, but I nodded stiffly.
“Mom’s asleep so I’m going to go. Unless you want me to stay.”
“No, go home.” He sounded defeated as his shoulders sagged forward.
“Okay. I love you. I’ll be back in a few days.”
“Love you too.” For a brief second I hesitated, but eventually turned to leave. I knew my dad and the whole encounter I just had was off. He was stressed out and worried. Seeing the money on his desk and who he was on the phone with, it wasn’t hard to tell why. I hoped, however, he wasn’t foolish enough to get wrapped up with a man like Kairus Navarro.
“Come on, ! You gotta shake out this funk you’re in,” Jatavia, my best friend, stressed.
She pushed my lemon drop in front of me. Sighing, I glanced down at the yellow drink. The beat of the song playing pounded through my body, making my chest vibrate.
My friend’s intentions were in the right place, but at the moment I didn’t feel like partying. It had taken me two days to recover from last weekend. Also, my mind had been filled with worry since leaving my parents’ house the other day.
Side eyeing my friend, I watched as she waved the bartender over after finishing her shot. Jatavia was always the party. She lived by her own rules and never cared what anyone thought about her. She truly was the yin to my yang.
I grabbed the martini glass and took a large drink, nearly clearing the glass. I closed my eyes as the liquid slid down my throat.
“Another Lemon Drop too!” I heard her say.
I bobbed my head to Nardo Wick’s “Baby WYD” remix. Finishing the rest of my drink, I enjoyed how the liquor felt filtering through me. I was always a lightweight with alcohol.
“Here, drink another.” She handed me the drink and this time didn’t hesitate to take it from her.
I spun around and faced the dance floor, observing the scene. “He like, bae let’s sixty-nine, I told him, I don’t fuck with rats,” I rapped along to Latto’s verse. This time I drank the drink in one gulp and shook my head. Closing my eyes, I bobbed my head, allowing the liquor to take control of my body.
“A’right now, let’s go dance!” Jatavia grabbed me by the hand and dragged me to the dance floor.
The song switched and me and Jatavia got lost in our own worlds, singing and dancing along. The lemon drops had already started taking effect. While I was still stressed about my parents, I put that aside for the night. Part of me wished I’d gotten a request on Elite tonight from a guy looking for a nightcap. Or should I say, one guy in particular .
“Ugh, this guy is so annoying,” Jatavia complained as she scrolled through her phone.
“What’s wrong?” I leaned over and peeked at her screen.
“This guy requested me on Elite. I wouldn’t mind, but he’s a major snooze fest. He also cries after he cums." My eyes bulged and I sniffled a laugh. I brought my martini glass to my mouth.
“What the hell!” I giggled.
She sighed. “Only good thing is he cums quickly and tips great. Fuck it, why not.” She tapped on the screen.
Last night I had a date as a plus one to a charity event. For whatever reason, I only ever got a sex requests from one guy and the last time I was with him was a month ago. The nice thing with Elite was you weren’t required to have sex with a client if you didn’t want to. At first the thought of sleeping with random men made me nervous, but I knew you got paid a lot more money if you did and I couldn’t afford to turn it down.
Two guys approached us and one shouted over the music, “How are you beautiful ladies doing this evening?”
I brought my martini glass to my mouth, finishing my third lemon drop and staring at him over the rim. The one standing in front of me was attractive—light-skinned, low cut curls, small, groomed beard, full pink lips. He towered over me and was thin but looked in shape.
The light-skinned one leaned into me. “I’m Kody.”
“,” I shouted, stretching my neck slightly in his direction.
“I like that; that’s different.” A drunken smile formed on my face. He pulled back and licked his lip, giving me a once over.
“Thank you.”
“Can I buy you another drink?”
I thought about it. I didn’t need any more liquor in my system, especially with my words already starting to slur and my body feeling light.
“Okay.” After this one I would be done. I would also make sure I drank it slowly. Placing my hand on his shoulder, I leaned up. “A lemon drop.”
He nodded. “I gotchu, shorty.” He stepped around me for the bartender.
My eyes scanned the club and I squinted. For some reason I felt like I was being watched all night, but I chalked it up to the alcohol.
Jatavia leaned over and whispered into my ear, gaining my attention. “They’re cute! And brothers.”
I grinned, thinking maybe God heard my prayers and sent me someone for the night.
“Here you go, beautiful.” I blushed, not new to hearing the compliment but still allowing it to affect me, and grabbed the glass.
“Thanks!”
“What are you ladies into after this?” the brother asked.
Me and Jatavia made eye contact. “The possibilities are endless,” Jatavia answered.
Kody nodded. “We got a section over there. Come fuck with us and we can figure out what to do after later.”
Again, we made eye contact. I shrugged and twisted to grab one of the black straws in the holder on the bar.
Eventually we ended up following the brothers to their section where a couple more of their friends were. They had bottles flowing and a few other girls were inside too. It didn’t take long for me to have a nice buzz and want to call it a night.
“Come kick it with me after this?” Kody whispered as the night drew to an end.
Just as I was about to answer, my phone, resting in the pocket of my romper, vibrated.
“One second,” I told him, pulling my phone out.
I saw it was a request from Elite. When I used my face to unlock the phone then opened the app, I was happy to see it was for tomorrow. Heat instantly flooded my body seeing my mystery man wanted to see me tomorrow. I didn’t know anything about him except we’d met at a hotel three times prior. He always blindfolded me, I was to call him sir, and I never left the hotel room unsatisfied. He was my first and only client that requested a nightcap with me, but I had no complaints when he called. The clients were thoroughly screened just as much as the girls who worked for Elite.
It was crazy, I had never seen the guy’s face yet my body buzzed at just the thought of being with him.
Knowing what was to come tomorrow, I didn’t even want to bother with tonight. Accepting the date, I locked my phone and blinked a few times to focus my vision. I looked over to where Jatavia was. She was trapped in a lip lock with Kody’s brother, who I learned was named Collen.
“I’ma have to take a rain check,” I told him.
He didn’t look happy, but that was a personal problem. My anticipation for tomorrow night was too strong to focus on anyone else.
Heat swirled through my stomach and excitement gushed up my spine as I anticipated what was next.
“Have you been a good girl, Beauty?” the low, gravelly tone growled in my ear. My breathing was heavy. I pulled on the cuffs around my wrist when he pinched my nipple, twisting it, causing my juices to leak between my legs.
“Answer me!” I whimpered when he slapped his hand across my breast. My back arched, pressing against his touch.
“Yes,” I cried.
Sweat beaded on my forehead, between my legs pulsated, begging for relief. My eyes were covered like normal, my hands cuffed to the headboard.
His chuckle was low and taunting.
“I don’t believe you.” He moved his mouth from my ear and I winced when his teeth sank into where my neck and shoulder met.
“Please.” I attempted to squeeze my thighs together to gain release.
A whimper left my mouth when his large hand came down on my thigh and he gripped it tightly.
He chuckled lowly. My stomach quivered. Between my legs throbbed painfully.
“You’re being a bad girl.” His hand traveled up to my center and he brushed his fingers across my sensitive, swollen bud. “Bad girls deserve to get punished.” He slapped my pussy, causing me to moan. My eyes fluttered under the blindfold.
“Such a dirty girl.” His teeth nipped my skin again.
It was amazing to me that someone I had never laid eyes on could have such an impact on me. Whenever I stepped in this room with him, my heart and stomach both fluttered like crazy. Passion rushed up my spine as desire filled my body like a sack of bricks.
I never had someone make my body come alive in the bedroom like this. Sex was typically tame for me. To know something as dark and twisted as being possessed and mistreated by a stranger turned me on like no other was mind blowing to me, but I wasn’t ashamed. Beast unlocked something in me that was hidden deep. Something that had been begging to come alive for a while now.
My whole life I followed the rules. I got good grades in school, did what my parents said, made sure I stayed in the lines all the time. This was the only time I could let loose and dig into the twisted corner of my mind that had been buried for so long.
I swallowed hard. My chest rose and fell quicker when his presence disappeared. I licked my lips, straining to listen to what was going on.
Leather brushed across my skin and I held my breath, knowing my punishment was coming. My moans grew as the pain seared through my body when the leather crop hit the inside of my thighs. Each time the leather connected with my skin, my pussy clenched and my breathing staggered in shallow pants.
“You want to cum?” he asked, brushing the area lightly, moving the crop up my body. He patted the top of my mound. A whimper escaped my mouth. My legs trembled.
Swallowing hard, I inhaled a deep breath when the crop left my skin. Soon I felt Beast looming over me. I groaned when he snatched me by my hair.
“I’m gonna fuck your mouth. You don’t get to cum until I do. Open.”
My stomach twisted and knotted with nervousness and anticipation. I widened my mouth and soon felt his heaviness on my tongue. His dick caused my mouth to stretch wide and I gagged when he pushed himself to the back of my throat.
He wasn’t gentle, fucking my mouth roughly. Tears clouded my eyes. Drool dripped from the corner of my mouth. My nose hit his trimmed public hair and made it hard to breathe, but he didn’t let up.
The rougher he got, the more my pussy leaked. My heart pulsated wildly, pounding against my ribcage. My brain fizzled and my blood warmed with a low, pleasant hum.
Not being able to see him only made my feelings more intense. He grunted lowly above me.
He pumped harder. His grip on my hair tightened. It became harder to breathe. My vision blurred. Still, my clit throbbed and my nipples were hard enough to cut diamonds. I tugged at the restraints, making my wrists sting.
Just when I felt myself become lightheaded, barely able to breathe, he released into my mouth.
Beast lived up to his name every time I met with him. Some might have thought I was crazy, allowing a man I never saw to have so much control and power over me, but I only craved him more each time I left the hotel room.
I made sure my cropped jean jacket covered my wrists so the marks from the handcuffs wouldn’t be seen. Last night things with Beast got a little crazy. He always fucked me roughly, like I was nothing but a toy, and I loved it oddly, but last night he was in rare form. The way he stroked me was almost as if he was punishing me for something. He left a couple of marks on my neck and collarbone. The inside of my thighs had faint handprints and slight bruising on them. When I looked in the mirror after my shower today, I thought I would be upset or disgusted seeing the results of my night, but instead I was turned on all over again.
With a slight smile on my face, I brushed my hand over my wrist. I had to stop by my parents’ house before heading to class and the last thing I needed was for my parents to see my markings.
Collecting my purse, phone, bookbag, and keys, I headed for my front door. While it was hot out, the sun was hidden behind the clouds today, making it more comfortable out. I looked around once I was on my porch. For the past couple days I could have sworn someone was following me. Not seeing anyone, I turned to stick my key in my top lock when the hairs on the back of my neck rose suddenly.
I went to turn but an arm grabbed me. As I attempted to scream, a hand covered my mouth and held me tightly as I tried to wiggle away.
“Mhmm, mhmm!” I mumbled before my body suddenly went lax and darkness covered me.