Page 55 of The Secret Job: Into the Depths of Depravity
His eyes roam my body for any sign of the rash covering my skin barely twenty minutes ago. “Turn and face the wall.”
I turn for a moment and then he says, “Remarkable how quickly your mottled skin is pristine again. I have no doubt Jacob will have something to say about that.” The very mention of his oldest son makes the hairs stand up on the back of my neck. “You can sit and pull my top on and eat now, little rabbit.”
Quick as a flash, I am pulling his shirt over my head which hangs down like a short nightdress. Feeling less exposed and more like I’m at an afternoon picnic, we begin to eat triangle sandwiches, sip on sodas and there is even a plate of petit fours. This lunch couldn’t be further from the morning we shared together. I couldn’t even begin to fathom us sitting down so companionably as he raked my body with nettles. Clearly there are many layers to these men, I just hope Jacob has a softer side.Could that even be possible considering he’s so unhinged?
Once we finish eating the silence draws out. I want to ask Mateo a thousand questions about himself, Angus and Jacob, what he does for a living, where we are, where the boys’ mothers are. But I have to leave them all unspoken and just bite my tongue. Mateo seems to be having the same hard time of it, but ultimately,hecan ask me questions, we can have a conversation if that’s whathewants.
When the plates are empty, Mateo lifts the tray and puts it on the table I originally found myself strapped to. He climbs onto the bed and shuffles up, fluffing the pillows behind his back. “Come,” he requests, holding out his arm and I shuffle over to him and sit next to him underneath his held out arm. “You look good in my shirt. You smell good using my soap,” he says sniffing my hair.
I edge away from his shoulder and turn into him so I can see his face more clearly and look at him questionably. “Thankyou,” I reply sweetly, my eyes asking him where he is going with this.
“Listen, I wanted to explain something to you. Why you are here.”
I just nod my head slightly and wait for him to continue.
“We, myself and my boys, have a unique taste in women and the things we like to do to them. Unfortunately, because of our name and my business it is very hard to keep what we like to do out of the press. It’s why I helped found the Clarendon Golf Club and Playmates. But between us three alone, our tastes are still on the rougher edge of what women don’t mind letting us do to them. Take Jacob for example. He is so like me in many ways, but he doesn’t feel like he can be himself and it’s poisoning him from the inside out. That’s the very reason I’ve allowed for this five-day job. To alleviate his frustrations and hopefully release some pent-up stress and sexual limitations. I can’t deny I feel just the same. Who, other than yourself is ever going to let me whip them with nettles or even allow me to piss them on? You are very much here to satisfy my own dark fantasies as well as the boys. The apple doesn’t fall far from the tree and my boys are into things you have had a taste of but not seen to the full extent yet.”
I gulp at the insinuation that there is so much more below the surface still to come.
“I want to assure you we are not monsters; we just crave a special kind of kink that only you seem to be able to deliver to all of us. Maybe if this job goes well, we might be able to make this an annual thing to pull us all through the haze of vanilla, respectful sex and sexual gratification.”
“Surely there are more women like me at the Clarendon, Mateo?” I question.
“There are, yes. But I heard you were something special. And the rumours were right. You have no idea the pleasure you gave me earlier just by taking everything I gave you,” he saysearnestly looking into my eyes. I believe him. “Just thinking about your tears and hearing your pleas replaying in my mind has me hard and needing a release.”
I chance a glance at the bulge in his pants. He was not kidding. I smile shyly when he catches me looking. “I have so many other plans for you, little rabbit, but I have unleashed enough on your skin for one day. Let me fuck this raging hardon I have for you and then I’ll send Angus back to play with you.”
My smile grows warm at the mention of his younger son. “I would very much like that, Mateo.” And as a quick afterthought I add, “I meant your cock, but also I’m happy for Angus to play with me afterwards,” blushing.
“I know what you meant,” he chuckles and the sound is like silk running across my skin.
“Mateo,” I say, feeling the need to suddenly get something off my chest. “I do want to please you, you know. I want to be all and everything you need me to be. I know you weren’t holding back earlier but I know you are now. I can take it. If this is only an annual thing for you, then let me be your fantasy and make it worth remembering for a year.”
Looking back at me darkly, he replies, “You have no idea what you are offering, little rabbit. If you open Pandora’s box, you need to be one hundred percent sure because it can’t be closed once opened,” Mateo practically growls at me.
Feeling a little bit frightened at my own boldness, I know I’m coming from a place of empathy, but how deep can I go into this family’s dark desires? No longer feeling as brave as I was a moment earlier, I pause to consider my offer. I really do want to please and submit to their every whim so I reply, “I can take it Mateo, I want to take it and please you. All of you. Just as long as I leave this job in one piece.”
“I can assure you, you will leave in good health, but I can also assure you, you won’t be the same person who came to us.And finally, I can assure you that you will leave taking a small part of our desires with you, but as your own.”
Breathing in deeply, I nod my understanding because I can already feel it happening. I have a thirst for blood for a start.
“Enough talk, my cock weeps for you. Come be a good little rabbit and sit on my lap.” With quick fingers he’s undone his belt, his trousers and pulled out his leaking cock. I do not need to be asked twice. I climb up onto his lap and line myself up to him, he holds my hips and lowers me slowly down his rock hard rod until I have stretched around the entire length of him. My eyes roll as he hits my back walls and I shudder with the fullness of him. I open my mouth to moan but Mateo sucks the sound straight from my mouth as his consumes mine.
Rocking my hips, Mateo claims my mouth and finds my tongue. I give him everything as I circle my hands around his neck, tangling his tongue with mine. His kiss is commanding, confident and all consuming. He makes me feel like I want to give him everything, my mind, body and soul. I lose myself in the moment, rocking wildly, chasing my high as he works my hips with a practiced finesse. I taste his face paint but I still want more of him.
Our teeth clash as he bucks wildly up into me and his eyes watching me cry flashes into my mind, how he devoured my pain and suffering. The thought shatters me into orgasmic bliss. I try to pull my mouth away, but he clasps his hand over the back of my head and I have no choice but to moan and stutter into his mouth as his tongue lashes harder and deeper in my mouth until he breaks our kiss to let out a guttural groan of ecstasy himself. Still holding my neck close to his face, holding his hips and cock still inside of me. He smudges his cheek across mine and clings to me.
Our come down is slow, neither of us wanting to break the spell and move. Our heaving chests slow back down together as our heart rates stabilise and our breathing calms to a steadycadence. I eventually move and lower my forehead to his shoulder, nuzzling into his neck sighing. “I could sleep like this,” I mutter in a haze of endorphins as I rest my head in the curve of his neck. Mateo brings his hands to my back and runs them up and down gently, caressing my skin as if we just made love not fucked like rabbits.
“I promised Angus he could come play with you, seeing as we only have you for three more days.”
“I’ll look forward to next time then,” I say as I pull away from his neck and look into the clear grey eyes I will never not recognise. Mateo’s face paint is a complete mess. It still covers his face but in a completely warped way now. I giggle, “What did we do to your face?”
Smiling back at me he replies, “I can see exactly what we did to my face on yours.” And I touch my face feeling the smudges of paint. “Hop off little rabbit. We will play again very soon.”
I lift off him and cringe as a dribble of our pleasure falls from me onto his lap. “Sorry,” I say.
“I’m not,” is all he says as he pushes himself back into his boxers and trousers and does up his zip and belt. That is the second time he’s fucked me and we have both been almost fully clothed. Mateo stands and picks up the tray heading for the door. “I’ll be watching, little rabbit.” And he’s gone.
