Page 5 of Sweet SIN Slaughterhouse

Closing my eyes, I’m annoyed. Today has been one of the hardest days, and all I wanted to do was to get lost in my girlfriend's pussy and then take her on a fucking date.

“It’s mine,” she mumbles, knowing I'm pissed.

I know it’s fucking hers. It’s always her phone going off.

When I take over things, I will be amending her work schedule drastically, because this is bullshit.

The hard plastic grinds against the wood surface like nails running slowly against a chalkboard as it continues to vibrate- knowing I fucking hate that sound. It makes my blood boil, only adding to my frustration. Clenching my fists, I use every ounce of energy I have to not punch another hole into the wall behind her.

Abi sighs, picking the phone up and reading the message. “I have to go.”

Obviously.

“It’s work. If anyone should understand, it’s you.” Ouch. Her words sting and a direct reaction to my attitude.

The low blow is fair, but it doesn’t mean I have to like it.

“I know. I just…” I pause to gather my thoughts… my feelings. “I just needed you today.” I squeeze my eyes tighter as images of Millie rotate in my mind.

You will not cry. You are not a pussy, I keep repeating to myself.

The bed shifts, a soft hand cup my face and whispers of reassurance follow. “I know, baby. I promise I will make it up to you. I always do, don’t I?” Her voice goes all cutesy, something I can never resist. I nod as she kisses my forehead gently and whispers against my skin, “I love you.”

We stay like this for a few moments. I feel so good, my body is warm from her connection. Abi calms me like no one else can.

Then like that, she is gone. The warmth follows her and I am now all alone.

Her feet pad against the hardwood floor, followed by the closing of the bathroom door. Falling forward onto the mattress, I cuddle into myself, naked, needing to get lost in the comfort of her scent left behind on the pillow. Heavy eyes stay closed as I begin to drift away. Exhaustion wants to take over, and today, I allow it, just this once.

The slamming of the front door awakens me from my unconscious state. My body is heavy, fully relaxed on top of the bedsheets where I lay, still naked. Opening my eyes, I peek around the room. It’s dark and quiet. The only sound audible is that of my pigs sleeping peacefully in their beds only feet away from me. Before I allow my body to return to sleep, my bladder has another plan. Annoyed, I crawl out of bed and begin to make my way over to the bathroom. Before I’m able to make it all the way, my phone goes off this time.

“Fuck’s sake.”

Turning around, I search the bed until I find it. Thebright light is almost blinding. Squinting as my eyes adjust, I see it’s Papa.

Boss Man

All heads meeting.

Saluting the phone,then scratching my head, I mutter, “Aye, aye, captain.” Before replying back to him;

Boss Bitch

Roger that, Papa bear.

He doesn’t respond,surely too busy rounding up the rest of the crew.

Throwing my phone down, I spin and head to the bathroom and flick the light on. Looking in the mirror, I am disheveled, a fucking mess, actually. Mascara smudged all down my cheeks, lipstick stained around my mouth with dry cum, and my eyebrows are fucking gone.

Papa is going to have to wait because this bitch needs a shower.

Looking over myself once more, I shake my head, I wonder if they realize what they have gotten themselves into with me.

Theyhave been training me my entire life, andthisis who I am. And I am going to take advantage of this tiny allowance of wiggle room while I can, to be just on time.

As the next leader of The Devil’s Society, giving in to sleep, grief, or anything other than my work will never be an option again.

Skippingout of the house in my platform high-tops and a tight white tee tucked into my nineteen fifties high-waisted black shorts embellished with gold buttons, rustic Victorian lanterns greet me, lining my driveway with candles. The night's warm breeze dances along my skin and through my hair, which is in small victory rolls and long waves. I inhale the evening's fresh scent of mountain air and stand in the moment until I exhale.

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