Page 71 of Bound To Me

Michael began to rub my soaped-up breasts again, a hint of a smile back on his face. I was afraid of what he was going to tell me next, even though I was fairly certain I already knew.

“I caught her home alone one night. She was just getting in the bath. She never saw it coming.” He said the words so casually, as though he were describing a movie he had seen.

My heart threatened to burst through my chest. “She—she never saw what coming?”

I looked down to see his erection growing under the water as he continued to rub me.

“I grabbed the pain meds she had stashed away in her medicine cabinet, forced her to swallow all of them, and then—” He slowly traced his hand up to my neck, then reached behind my head and tugged my hair back. “I spat in her face and held her underwater, watching her pathetic life drain from her eyes.”

My breathing hitched as Michael held me back, dropping me lower into the warm bath water, but stopping once my ears submerged and as I wailed, “Please, don’t!”

He laughed as he let go of my hair and released me, seemingly thriving off of my fear.

“I wouldn’t kill you, sweet Jackie. You’re too compliant. You have nothing to worry about as long as you obey me.”

I couldn’t hide my fear as I began to sob into my hands.I can’t do this. He’s going to kill me first. Now I know he’s killed before. I can’t. I need to get out of here.

“Oh come on, baby. Do you want me to tell you that I love you? Will that make you happy?” He was trying to comfort me, but his words dripped with sarcasm.

No. The only thing that will put both of us out of this misery is if he were dead.

“Yes,” I murmured into my knees, my face buried in them.

Pain seared through my head as he fisted my hair and tugged my face up to his.

“I love you,Jacqueline. Oh, how I can’t live without you, my beautiful, fucked up, little pet.” He pressed his lips hard against mine, then grabbed my hips, lifted me up, and turned me around to press my body against the hard, tiled wall. The wind was knocked out of me as he slammed his hips into mine, shoving his hard cock into me without mercy.

“Do you still love Daddy now that you know what I’ve done?” he spat into my ear.

“Yes!” I answered without hesitation as his fingers began to furiously circle my clit.

His hips slammed harder into mine, as if my unwavering loyalty to him turned him on even more.

“You’ll never betray me like the others, will you? You will be my good little girl, my perfect little pet, won’t you?”

His fingers were working me up to climax as his cock continually pounded into me, smashing my body into the wall ruthlessly that would surely leave marks.

“Yes, Daddy,” I breathed out, my chest constricting with guilt over my inevitable orgasm.

“Come on, sweet Jackie. Come on Daddy’s cock like a good girl.”

On command, my pussy seized on his cock, my moans loud and untamed for a better and more convincing performance.

As Michael’s grunts grew loud as he came inside of me, I moaned in satisfaction, praying with all my heart that this wouldbe the last time I’d ever endure such excruciating guilt from my tormentor.

Then

Thirty-six hours earlier.

I chewed on the inside of my cheek, checking the time on my phone every thirty seconds. I sat on the small armchair near the window, one foot tapping wildly against my crossed leg.

“I can’t believe she’s coming here,” I said more to myself than Elliott, who sat at the edge of the bed looking down at his phone.

He looked up at me with his brows pulled together.

“Are you worried she’ll back out?” he asked curiously.

Iwasworried; she had a toddler and a seemingly wonderful life in New York with her husband. Putting all of that in jeopardy didn’t seem like it would be worth it. But she immediately agreed to come to California and get this done.

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