Page 10 of Their Little Christmas Bounty
They...they shared a woman?Do they do that often?I can’t tell.But they sound super casual about their experience sharing that one, so it only stands to reason this could be a regular thing for them.
An image flits into my head, the two of them dominating me.
And what’s Low Vice?I know of the club Vice, so I start there.
A tour of their website’s owners and their business records, and soon I have it figured out.There’s a secret kink club, hidden behind the vanilla dance club.
Intrigued, I try to find more information, but there isn’t anything available to the casual browser online.I had to dig for what I found, and if I dig further, they’ll figure out someone hacked into their system.
I quickly exit and return to the Kynkworld site, and my original rabbit hole.There, I click on the next video Austin and Lyle shared.This one isn’t a Daddydom dynamic, but two men with a woman.She’s bent over, giving one head while the other fucks her from behind.
Holy hotness.I fan myself with my hand.I might need to create some more images for them.I’ll do another photo shoot.
My phone beeps with an incoming call.Shit, have they found me?I should’ve spent more time monitoring them, less time having sexy daydreams.
I grab my device, heart pounding, and see my dad’s photo on the screen.Salt and pepper hair, beard, dark brown eyes.Asshat Dad, the name reads.
I consider letting it go to voicemail, but it’s Christmas, after all.And the truth is, I could use a friendly voice, even if I’m still mad at him.
Maybe I should hear him out.
I answer.“Dad?”
“Ariel.”He exhales heavily.“You answered.”
“Well, yeah.It’s Christmas.”I ignore the fact that I considered not answering.“Of course I want to talk to you.”
An awkward pause stretches between us.
“So, how are you?”he asks.
“Trying to stay several steps ahead of the bounty hunters you sent after me.”I keep my voice light, uncaring, but he can probably hear the reproach.
“Yeah.”He sounds sheepish.“Sorry about that.”
“It’s been a fun distraction, I guess.I’ll forgive it.”
“But you haven’t forgiven me for Leon.I’m so sorry, Ariel.I had no idea, and I was an idiot for listening to him instead of you at the end.”
Damn right, he shouldn’t have listened to Leon.When I realized what a controlling asshole Leon was, I tried to leave.Leon told everyone, including my father, that I was a danger to myself.He nearly had me committed, and my dad was on his side for way, way too long.
I only barely escaped getting locked into a hospital because thankfully a really good doctor realized I was in an abusive relationship.Shewasn’t swayed by Leon’s money and influence, nor his good-old-boy smile.
I shove back the memories.“It was just another example of you prioritizing someone else over me, Dad.It really hurts, and that kind of shit needs to stop.”
“I promise.Next time, I’ll listen.”
Pushing back from my tiny desk, I pace in the hotel room.Bed, to desk, to dresser, and around again.“Hopefully it won’t come to that again, but if it does, I need to know I can trust you.”
“I’ll do whatever it takes to rebuild our trust.How about dinner next week?”he asks.“I’m in Colorado for the company ski trip, but when I come back?—”
“Wait, you didn’t make Janie go with you, did you?”
“She didn’t have any family plans, so of course I invited her.”
“She doesn’t know how to say no to you, Dad.Don’t keep asking her to do stuff.”
He coughs.“Right.Okay, you’re right.I’ll go easier on her.”
