Page 41 of Thicker Than Blood

I gasped at his message, but I remembered the tail, mask and collar—the way he would use it to choke me as I came.

Day 8

Stalker:I saw you feeding the ducks with Alcina before you took her to the playground. It made me wonder what kind of parents we would be to our children.

I blocked his number.

Unknown Number:I can do this all day, every day, pet.

Unknown Number:I would love to stick my hand inside of you and pull that IUD out so I could breed you. You know how deep I can cum inside you.

This asshole.

I stared at the screen, hating how his words made me react—angry, horny, hopeful and resentful. It was no good throwing my phone off the wall but now I was horny. For the first time since I left his house, I reached for my vibrator to seek some relief.

Day 9

I unwrapped my new phone, courtesy of Stefanos’s pay-off money. For the first time I splurged on myself and got the latest model. I was usually too practical and bought an older model to save some money. I smirked when I placed my new SIM card in it.

Since I was at the shopping centre, I picked out Alcina some new games for her console and got her a goth skeleton unicorn pyjamas. For my mother, I got her a new bottle of perfume and flowers.

My family deserved the best. For everything I thought about Christos, hehadmade extremely generous provisions for all of us. It made me wonder why he made Stefanos the executor and trustee for Alcina. I decided that Christos was naive to think his son could handle the inconvenient truth.

Alcina would never get her father back but she could have a big brother to lean on. I sure as shit didn't trust his mother. This was something I would need to talk to my mum about. I mulled over the situation before wondering if the stalker had seen me go into the phone store.

Oh, shit.I should have worn a disguise.

Day 10

Unknown Number:Good morning, pet. You can run, but you can't hide. I liked the new model of phone you picked out. Your old one was ready for the recycling centre.

I sighed before I admired my new phone. When I read his message, part of me wanted to respond because by him coming back to me was validating. The only thing that stopped me was how easily he had crushed me.

The crippling pain had been worse than any caning or humiliating act he had me carry out. There was so much that I was bursting to say to him, but I held it all back, shaking my head, I got out of bed.

Unknown Number:Did you have breakfast? Do you miss mopping up my cum off the floor before I fed you? My hand has blisters from rubbing my cock raw because I remember every single second, vividly. I replay it in my mind like a porn flick.

I choked on my tea and quickly put my phone face down on the kitchen table.

“Are you okay?” my mum asked with a frown.

“Yes, the tea went down the wrong way,” I said feeling my cheeks burn up.

My mum gave me a knowing smile.

“You seem happier these days,” she said.

“Hmm.”

She wasn't wrong but I didn't have to like it.

The phone vibrated on the table, I continued drinking my tea, ignoring it.

Day 11

Unknown Number:Good morning, pet. What are you wearing? I miss holding you at night.

Unknown Number:I’m sorry, I messed up and I’m sorry it took me so long to realise what I let slip through my fingers. I was ashamed of how I treated you and how much I enjoyed it.

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