Chapter 19: EVER WILLING SLAVE

She followed me to the bar area, standing a few inches away from me. I could feel her scorching eyes darting over me. The intensity of her anger could be felt even if I wasn't facing her. I didn't give her the satisfaction of minding her as I poured for myself a hard drink, and after putting in some ice, I washed it over with a few gulps.

"What's going on with the two of you, huh? Tell me!" I didn't waste a single word to answer her. I want to anger her more until she reaches the peak of her rage. Then when she's at it, it would be my turn to spill my wrath on her. "Did you know what you did, Gabriel? Have you ever thought about it before going crazy? I bet Angelou was laughing her heart out right now! Laughing at you!" I still didn't answer back and pour another drink. "What the fuck, Gabriel? Are you playing with me? Do you already have feelings for her? Tell me if you do! Because you're the most stupid person, if ever you'll fall for someone like her!"

The last part she splattered made me clench my fist as I grabbed hold of the rock glass tighter. With slow and steady pace, I turned around and gazed at her in cold blood. I watched her with devilish eyes, gawking with furnacing coal. She didn't even blink, standing there firmly on her ground and meeting my eyes as she folded her arms in front of her.

"Say that again?"

"You are stupid, Gabriel! You foolishly dug your own grave and let yourself fall in it!"

Taking two steps in a flash, I fastened around her jaw and jolted it upward. I stared at her with utmost indignation. If my stares could kill, this bitch would already be lifeless.

"You know what's stupid?" I huffed at her face in sheer disgust. "What you did at the lobby earlier was the most stupid thing I ever knew! Weren't you even ashamed of yourself? Putting a stunt like that in public was the greatest humiliation a person could give to himself! Whores like you shouldn't be even walking at a prestigious building like this! You're a disgrace, Lucy, a fucking disgrace!"

"Fuck you, Gabriel! You're a two-timer man-whore! What you did was plain whorish!"

No one had ever talked to me like this. This piece of shit doesn't even deserve a minute of my time. A woman who doesn't know what she's blabbering at is like a headless chicken trying hard to make a sound to be heard.

"I'll give you a chance to escape my wrath, Lucy. Get out of my sight before you regret ever coming here!" I swung my hand hard enough after gripping her jaws firmer, that made her lose her balance and fall on the floor.

"Damn you! You think you can trash me just like this, huh? Well news flash, fuck you to death, you maniac!" She shouted out loud before running towards me and slapped my face intensely.

There's a moment of stun dawning of her face after she mindlessly did what she'd done. She was stupefied with her actions that somewhat shocked her eyes and cowardly took a step back.

My rage turned redder as I swiftly gripped her arm and dragged her towards the desk. I could feel my temperature rising to its peak. Without saying another word, I pushed her body hard on the desk, her back facing me.

"Your time is up, my dear. I'll show you what kind of a maniac I am."

Without hesitation, I pulled up the hem of her dress that exposed her black lacy underwear and her creamy skin. She started to wriggle, wanting to escape, but I pinned her down even more with one hand as the other hastily pulled down the skimpy fabric of hers. Once the barrier from her flesh was tossed away, I pulled down my slacks, together with my boxers, and let my virile member sprang mightily behind her.

"Gabriel! What the fuck are you doing? Let me go!"

Her mouth was shut to silence the moment I slammed my proud member forcefully inside her other hole. I wanted to punish her for slandering me, and what better way to do that than to fuck her anally. She growled in pain as her body started to move uncontrollably, obviously not prepared for my beasty assault.

"Whores like you should be fuck this way! I'll rip your ass hole apart that you won't be able to use it in a while!" I exclaimed angrily while banging her hole deeper and faster, careless of the pain she was experiencing.

"Gabriel! Stop!" Her voice was filled with agony and pleas.

"Stop? You should have thought twice before slandering me. No one slandered me the way you did, now pay the price, you cheap slut!"

I snatched a handful of her hair, pulling it hard that made her upper body arched. My hands quickly found her mounds and squeezed them tightly as my hips continued to punish her ass. She yelped so loud her voice echoed at the four corners of the room. Good thing all my offices were soundproof, so not even a soul could hear what was happening inside.

"Gabriel… No, please don't! Stop it! I'm in pain!" She screeched and wailed, but I'm all deaf with her cries.

"You wanted this, right? You crave for this every time. Stop pretending because I know how you desire for my manhood to be inside you all the time."

I kept pushing, pounding her as hard as I could, feeling the euphoric pleasure from her tight hole. Unmindful of my actions because of the extraordinary sensation I am experiencing, my hands savagely rip her dress into two before abruptly pulling her brassiere down and continue to ravish her mounds with eagerness.

Lucy became silent after a while. She no longer wails in pain nor her body didn't resist my attacks, but instead, low moans could be heard from her while her body succumbed to heights of pleasure that only I could bestow upon her. The moment I sensed the change of her body reaction, from being loathly reluctant to being willingly inclined, I quickly pulled away my member which made her protest. But before she could even react again, I flipped her body around, now facing me and so openly displayed for me. She gazed at me with hunger and thirst, those cat-like sets that were once seething with anger, were now replaced with unadulterated desire and immeasurable lust.

I watched the disoriented beauty in front of me. Her hair was tangled in different directions, her full rounded and proud mounds were exposed unfashionably yet enticingly appealing, the remnants of her once intact dress was now savagely disarray making her look like a messy art.

I watch her closely, especially that valley between her legs. She was neatly clean, something I like with my woman. I wanted to take her wholly, feeling my member twitch several times as it eagerly desired to be clenched again, but I castigated myself and waited for the words I craved to hear before continuing.

I want her to learn her lesson not to mess up with me, to realize that she can't control an inch of me but it's the other way around. I want her to feel helpless and lost without me, to need me more than she needs anybody in her life. I demand her to beg me, cry to me for satisfaction, plead me to give her release and request me to fuck her countless times.

"Gabriel… Please…"

"Please what?"

I test the water first. Wanting to know if I am on the right track. I wanted to see if she would bow down at me like she always does. I covet to hear the words that will expose her weakness, thus making me dominant in all aspects.

"Don't leave me hanging like this."

"You deserved it. You come here like a fierce lioness, disturbing my work then boldly slandering me? You deserve every minute unsatiated, Lucy."

'That's it, bitch. Beg! Plead to me! I want you to put me on the pedestal and make yourself my footstool. You want your fucking release, then earn it the right way!'

"I'm sorry. I apologized for everything I've done, for every word I've said, for putting you in a situation that jeopardizes your work. I was just extremely jealous of Angelou. You never gave me flowers, yet she…"

"But I fucked you countless times! You even spent my wealth extravagantly! Did I question you with that? What else do you want from me? My soul?"

"That's why I'm sorry. Please forgive my foolish actions and even my misbehaved words. I didn't intend to do that, I was just blinded with jealousy and anger."

"Not enough. I'm not convinced" I was about to reach for my disheveled slacks when she shouted her pleas and hurriedly kneel in front of me. She clung to my legs helplessly.

"Gabriel, give me another chance please. I love you so much. I can't afford to lose you. You are my world. Please! Don't do this to me. Forgive me, Gabriel! I begged you to reconsider."

I watched her as she cried rivers of tears. "What would I get if I considered forgiving you?"

"All of me! My time, my love… Everything! I'll do whatever you want. I will no longer compromise and behave properly. You can do anything you please with me. I would be your ever willing slave, Gabriel!"

"Really now? My ever willing slave?"

"Yes! I will do whatever you tell me to! Just… Forgive me and have me back!"

"Show me how willing of a slave you are. Breast fuck me. Make me come only with those pretty mounds of yours." I watched her movements. An evil grin spread across my face as she did what she was told.

With no reservations, she held my excited member with both hands then sandwiched it in between her well-rounded and protruding assets. The heat it creates and how she pressed them together, thus squeezing my shaft further and narrower, makes me close my eyes as I feel an arousing feeling growing inside of me once again. She did it with expertise, moving her chest up and down in rapid speed. She didn't pause and continued to pleasure me, doing everything with hunger. Minutes later, I could feel myself reaching the zenith. And after a few more thrust, I exploded with great satisfaction, which created an enticing sight on her chest and some parts of her face. I smiled triumphantly while panting heavily.

"How about me? Will you not make me come?" I look at her desperation. Since she pleasured me immensely, a little reward could be spared to her for her great performance.

"Lay on the desk with both legs widely spread apart" She eagerly stood up and laid on the desk. My eyes were focused at the center of her inner beauty. "Make use of your hands and pleasure yourself" Looking lost, she obliged. She started touching her body willingly, playing with her folds with enthusiasm as her other hand caressed a mound. "Fuck yourself. Fuck yourself as if I was the one fucking you."

She pleasured herself obediently. I watched her attentively. Loving how she unashamedly administered herself. Her moans became louder as she increased the speed of her movements. The flapping of her fingers against her rosy core made the scene even more appetizing.

"Gabriel! Oh God! I can't take it anymore!" After a few more intense thrusts, her body succumbed in a delicious dilemma.

"So, who's superior now?"

She tossed her head and gazed exhaustedly at me. She was still catching her breath as she spoke. "You are. You will always be superior, Gabriel."