Chapter 5: Chapter 5

“I want you to be my private pet”

Huh? Pet? I was still holding the glass and this time, tighter, coz I fear any lapse from me and it would ride to the ground in glorious shatter. It was all in my head.

“Pet?” I blurred.

He dropped his glass and nodded, his arms splayed on his taut laps that were bulging through his suit. Come to think of it, who wears a suit for a dinner date? Scratch that. I'm so used to scrawny boys outings, that I seem to forget the wealthy had their bearing.

“I like you. You are young and a college girl who needs care. I can take care of you and everything you may possibly need. Name it. Everything. I have that power.”

“How did you know I'm in college?”

He chuckled and relaxed back on the couch, as though his broad body was uncomfortable on it. “Some things are better left in the books, Valeria.”

“And in return what do you want?” I eyed him dubiously wondering what he could possibly want from me.

I knew.

But, I wanted to hear him say it. I mean what would a hot man like him probably want from a girl like me if not the obvious. I'm flattered but at the same time, it makes me wonder why me. I mean he could have any girl out there of his choice. Why would he want someone like me?

“Valeria, I believe you are a very smart girl if not you wouldn't have been voted the secretary of your group would you?” What? He knows. Of course, he knows. He must have done his research. These rich snobs do. There is no way he would pick up a random girl and take her out wanting to make her his own, without doing the groundwork. But that doesn't mean he would shove it on my face.

“You can stop gloating and just spit it out” I snorted at him.

“In return, you will be my pet. Meaning I get to fuck you anytime I want, anywhere and anyhow. And__” he raised his index finger to my face “You get to call me Daddy”

“Daddy? But you are not my Dad”

“Exactly the point. I get to do to you what your Dad can't, Kittie” he breathed out the words in a very alluring grace.

My eyes twitched about. I dropped the glass cup giving it chance to survive another night.

“That is outrageous” I was finding it difficult to breathe now. “I...I don't know” stuttered. I sensed a movement and quickly looked at him. He slides off his couch and in a swift move, he was sitting close to me. My breath hitched and set off on a ditch somersault.

I could hear my heartbeat busting through my ears at his closeness. “Let's see if you can” he bent and whispered into my ears. I instinctively leaned into him, my eyes drooling close out of their volition.

His fingertips tilted my face upward to meet his. “Look at me, Valeria” I was a puppet to this man. My eyes fluttered and stared blearily at him. I had a pulsating need down my legs that needed abrupt satiation.

His hand moved from my face, down to my leg and stopped at my knees before doing a dance of its will. It drew nasty circles around my middle and went toward my upper thighs heaving my gown up, patiently... I'm supposed to stop him. This is inappropriate. This is the first time we are meeting. I can't let him take advantage of my vulnerability.

All these thoughts were swirling around my head but in reality, I tilted my head to the side as his face nuzzled into my neck and bit into my soft flesh. I gasped and bit down on my lower lips, my hands rendered immobile on my laps.

The hand on my thighs journeys slowly up my limps to my panties where it stopped, and started rubbing in the centre of my sanity. I was dripping hot juice and shivering from his touches. I wasn't understanding anything that was taking place anymore, apart from the feel of his body against mine.

I wanted him inside of me. The only thing I could think about is hole and fillment. My eyes flopped close while I leaned fully into him. My hips started grinding into his hands as the tempo increased.

He shifted my pant to the side and inserted a finger into me. “Don't you like this Valeria?” I was making sounds. Loud sounds. Shameless sounds. As this man, I just met, that I don't even know, ravished me in a public restaurant where anyone could walk in and see us in such a humiliating position.

But, I didn't care. He joined another finger to the first, and with his other hand, he pushed my back against the couch and went down on his knees in front of me.

What is he doing?

His eyes were on my confused fluttering ones. Our visages mirrored each other. His eyes that were a sea green, were now forest coloured. Lustily dark. I looked down at his pants and saw a huge bulge. I gulped down solid spittle and jerked forth when he inserted three fingers into me and started pumping vigorously and mercilessly.

The action integrated a feeling of pain and pleasure combined. I was whimpering so loud I feared the men by the hall was definitely going to hear me. I covered my mouth to suppress the sound and widened my legs to give more room for his ecstatic assault.

He growled and placed his thumb on my pulsating clit and rubbed hard. I was almost on the brink of cumming off. I bit down hard and twitched my legs reflexively to hold back but he increased the pace of his fingers and rubbed harder on my clit. I couldn't hold it any more and dug my face into the couch as I spasmed and released my juice all over his hand.

I thought I have seen it all, but in the next minute, he pushed my legs apart and bent to my pussy to lick off every bit of juice I had released. He licked off everything like a hungry babe to its mother's milk. I stared at him in consternation, bearing a feeling of awe and surprisely, fulfilment. I liked what he did. No one has ever done that for me.

“You look loosened now,” he said and came up to peck my forehead. “Now you understand what I mean”. I couldn't say anything. I just looked at him. Like, truly looked at him.

“I'm not going to force you into anything you don't want to do Valeria. Whatever we are going to do in the future, would be consensual. What you just experienced would be part of more things to come, only if you assent to it” he stands up and picks my hand to lift me.

I rushed to properly arrange myself from all the unholy tumble. I couldn't say anything to him. I was still in shock. I used to pride myself in the delusion that no man could effectively off my pant in the first two months of our relationship, and now, a man who is old enough to be my father had easily done that within a space of 30minutes.

Wow. I need space to process this. I don't know if I would want this. This trend is very alien to me as well as scary. Is it the food? Did that slutty bitch cast a spell on the food so I could lose my dignity?

Now I'm being dramatic. I cleared my throat realizing he would need me to say something “I...don't know for now. This is new to me. I've never done this before with anyone” I coughed out and picked my bag, rising up from the couch. I smoothened the rumpled seams on my dress.

I reflected on my face and how I would look now. Do I look like I've just been ravished? Leaving here, would anyone notice that I've been very loose and naughty with a stranger?

“Can we leave now? I reckon I would think about everything” I rushed out and stepped out of the safety of the sofa.

“Wait, let's finish the drink first” well, about that. I almost forgot. Why won't I? when my body was still churning and demanding for more of his handy admonition?

“Okay,” I sang and sat back, placing my bag close to me. He filled my glass and handed it to me. “Think about my proposal Valeria. I know what you would be thinking. You may probably wonder why I would want a pet instead of a girlfriend,” he gauged my reaction for some time with his elusive eyes. “Well, that is how I chose it to be. So if you think about it and accepts, I would draw up a contract for you to sign,”

I gulped down the drink and nodded in lack of words to express my consternation. “Okay,”

“You are still not convinced right?” he wasn't drinking, I noticed. He is so bent on coaxing me into an agreement.

“Like, I said, I haven't don't this before so,” I shrugged. “I would think about it and get back to you,” He said he wanted a pet and not a girlfriend which means going into such an agreement would need thorough thinking. Firstly, he had me on his leash. With the way, I was feeling with him close, what's the guarantee that I would be safe with him, that my heart would be safe with him?.

He is probably one of these rich men out there looking for little girls to spend money on while using them as a play thing. Eventually, he would lose interest and then what happens to me? Yes, he would pay in cash and other stuff but still, that may not be enough. I know myself.

Especially not with a hot-ass male like him. This man is devastatingly godly.

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He brought me back to my house that night and just as I was about to alight, he yanked me to him sending shots of hot wants riding through my body. I rushed out forced air and looked at him through hooded eyes daring him to do his worst.

He appraised me through lust clouded eyes with a hint of a smirk on his face. I knew he was having fun, having me at his mercy. Maybe this is how he goes about undoing innocent girls and getting them to do his whims without much coercion.

He leaned further in. My heart was hammering, I could catch a wisp of his fresh spring scent. It wafted through my nostrils making me want to get closer but, I held back in little rebellion.

“I know you would want to play hard Valeria, But, I will be waiting when you eventually decide to change to mind” he retrieved his arm and I jumped out of the car, racing down to my door to run inside.

Just when I thought I had a leash on my wandering heart, now I'm plunged into the depth of another endless abyss. I hope I don't get drowned in these depths.

(Hey, lovelies❤️ Hope you are enjoying the story? I will be updating the next chapter soon. Please do well to drop your comments down below. Personally, I think Cameron is a nasty male slut Oh, everyone needs a Cameron though. Catch ya!)