Mob Bosses Son's Birthday Present (Closed)

"You want to ride it?" He smiled and kissed her shoulder. "Fine my little slave slut, why don't you show me how it is you want to be fucked." He lifted her up slightly slipping beneath her laying beneath her and slapping her ass.
 
"Yeah I want to ride it." She said. He kissed her shoulder. He lifted her up moving her on top of him. He slapped her ass. She kissed him passionately her tongue slipping in his mouth. She was thrusting hard down on his cock. Her hips worked fast. She was sat up on his cock riding him. She was so wet for him. She looked into his eyes as she was making out with him. She ran her nails over his chest as she slammed hard down on his cock. "Do you like your little slave riding your cock?" She asked.
 
"I do , I love seeing my little slave fucking me, like it's something that she wants, something that she needs." His fingers ere digging into her flesh, his hands occasionally slapping down on her ass.
 
"I do want it and I do need it right now. Micheal you need to get your head round that I do really like you." She said. He was slapping her ass hard. She moaned out loudly. She kissed his neck softly as she was lifting up off of his cock and then slammed down. She moved her lips onto his passionately kissing him. "I love your cock." She moaned out.
 
Micheal sat up slamming his lips roughly to hers, thrusting his tongue into her mouth as he came and came hard flooding her womb with his hot sticky cum. He stayed that way for a long time before slowly breaking away from her.

"And why would you like me. I. . .well my father kidnapped you, I rape you whenever I want, I've dressed you as my personal slave. I haven't done anything remotely kind for you."
 
He slammed his lips to hers. His tongue thrusted in her mouth. She was moving her tongue against his. She moaned out as he filled her up with his cum. She loved feeling his cum deep in her pussy. She was so wet. She looked into his eyes. He pulled his lips away from hers. "Micheal I'm a girl I'm confusing. You have been nice to me sometimes. I like you for some reason which I'm not quite sure of. I like you Micheal and that's just that." She said. She smiled at him. She moved her lips to his and she kissed him. "Please just accept I like you. Why do you think I'm not defiant and haven't run?" She said.
 
"I'll try. You're cute though I just can't believe you anything but despise me for all the horrible things I've done to you."
 
"Micheal just get over the way you think I should be feeling towards you and just accept the way I do." She said looking into his eyes. She ran her fingers through his hair and she kissed him passionately. "You have anything planned for this afternoon or can we continue the fun?" She said.
 
"It's kind of difficult to ignore. I know. . .I knew men who ended up hurt or worse because they forgot what kind of relationship they actually had with their slaves and trophy wives. Women who've snitched, women who've stabbed. You're not stupid which means in the end you are dangerous.

"I did however have plans for us, or for you rather. I thought about telling you to change but call me sick I think it's funnier this way so just go put on some matching boots and come on."
 
"I'm not dangerous, I wouldn't hurt you. I wouldn't play you either. I won't snitch or stab you ever. Micheal what can I do to prove to you I do really like you?" She said. She was looking at him puzzled. She didn't know what to do to prove she wasn't lying to him and that she really did like him and have feelings for him. "What are the plans you have for us?" She asked before going off to get some boots- http://cdn.iofferphoto.com/img/item...er-gummi-gaiters-1-2mm-shoes-long-catsuit.jpg. She did feel awkward having to go out in the outfit she was in but she would grin and bare it. She went back to him ready to go wherever he wanted.
 
Micheal loaded her into the car an then got in driving. He definitely went a slower route than he had to taking time to drive past a few of the parks where people hung out playing basketball showing off his girl to hooting and hollaring crowds but soon he was driving through an old part town eventually pulling into the back of warehouse and stepping out of the car walking over to the door. "Come along slave."
 
They drove by guys who were playing basketball and they were hooting and cheering. She blushed embarrased and sort turned on that Micheal was showing her off. They were now driving through an old part of town. He pulled up to the back of a warehouse. He got out the car and then helped her out. "What we here for?" She asked looking at him as she stood. She stood by his side just wondering what they were here for and what was going to happen.
 
Micheal took her by the hand and opened the door guiding her into the dark warehouse. He pushed switch lighting the room revealing her father dressed in just a pair of boxers, his arms were bound overhead and he was hanging by them by the wrist.

"You know he was a lot more trouble than an old man like him should have been. He doesn't look like goddamn Liam Neeson but my men swear he's surprisingly dangerous. Course i think that might just be that most of the time it's easy to get what you want. Threaten violence people roll over, half these guys never have any issues.
 
He took her hand. She felt chills with his hand against hers. He opened the warehouse door and they walked in. He turned on the lights. She was shocked to see her farther with his arms bound over his head and he was only in his boxers.

She looked at her farther feeling a mixture of emotions. She was angry, confused and sad. "Well he's handy with his fists I know that all to well and he's extremely nasty. What are you going to do to him?" She said.

She looked down at her body she'd sort of forgot what she was in. She felt a bit embarrased dressed this way in front of her farther her cheeks went red. She held onto Micheal's arm try to keep herself calm.
 
Micheal pulled away from her forcing her to stand on her own. He might not have chosen her outfit, but he had very intentionally chosen not to let her change before he brought her here. It struck him as absolutely hilarious that things were going to be like this. "What am I going to do with him? I have nothing more to do to this man." Micheal said walking towards her obviously terrified father. The gag in his mouth kept him silent though.

"I mean yeah he took out a few of my my men but the truth is once a fight is started, and I most definitely started it, there is no right and wrong. Only winners and losers. I lost a few pieces but he lost to you. You can do what you want take him and go home and never see me ever again. Put a bullet him, use him as a punching bag, castrate him. Sell him." Micheal shrugged. "What did he do to you again?"
 
"Do you not want me anymore?" She asked when he said she could take her farther home and never see him again. She was feeling like he was done with her and was ready to toss her to the side. She thought she'd done good for him and she pleased him but she didn't know anymore. He asked what her farther did to her.

She looked at her farther then Micheal. "Well he use to beat me when he was drunk and high which was most of the time. He sold my body to get money and he occasionally forced himself on me." She said. She didn't know why Micheal wanted to know how her farther treated her.

"He may be my farther but I want him gone. He took my mother away from me it is time for him to have his life taken like he took hers. I can't stand the sight of him. I don't want to be anywhere near him. He makes me feel sick." She said. She saw the shock on her farther's face she was talking about him like she was.
 
Micheal ignored her question. "Well you heard her Mr. . .wow I never did get your last name, well your old last name girl. Since it sounds like you really have no intention of taking this filth and leaving do you want to do it? Anything come to mind as the proper method?"

He walked over to her father. "Wow, I don't know if she hates you or loves me but I told you when my men brought you here that your life was in your daughter's hands but in the interest of fair play I gave you ever chance in the world. All she had to do to be free, a regular woman with all this left behind her was forgive you and you'd both go free. I was even prepared to give you both a half million dollars." He drew her attention to a table that had a suitcase on it. "You can open it, count if you like. I don't know if she loves me more or hate you more but I don't really care. Apparently I get to keep a slave girl to treasure for a long time. I want you to know something since I don't think you'll be leaving here alive. I have a mansion worth six million dollars, a yacht, a Leer Jet and your daughter is the most precious thing I own. She doubts it because I don't understand why she's not running away right now, not when she knows I might decide to beat her just because I'm bored or frustrated. But still take solace in knowing I'll take good care of her and the only she'll ever want for the rest of her life is freedom and that. . .that she will never have."
 
"Andrews is my old last name. I'm not taking him anywhere. I don't want him here on this earth any longer. I don't know how to kill him, what is the most painful way to die?" She said looking at Micheal. She knew he was confused about why she wanted to stay. She liked Micheal and life was better with him than it had ever been with her farther. She couldn't stand the man she called farther. He didn't deserve the title. Farther's are suppose to protect, love and care for their daughters and he's never done that.

Micheal walked over to her farther talking to him. She thought about what he was. She hated her farther with every fiber of her being. She didn't know about loving Micheal though. She had developed feelings for him that could be compared to love. She couldn't hate him for anything because something inside stopped her and it was her heart. The sad truth was all though Micheal had treated her badly at times he was the nicest any guy had been to her. She'd be used and abused so many times.

Micheal could be sweet to her and he had shown some kindness to her even if he didn't realise it. She smiled hearing she was his most precious thing. She was listening to him speak and looking at her farther, god he looked pathetic. This man had tortured, tormented, used and abused her all of her life. She held his life in her hands. She suddenly had a change of thought of what to do to him. "Micheal I've changed my mind on what I want to happen." She said. She saw her farther's eyes light up thinking he'd get set free but that wasn't going to happen.

"I want him to be sold off. I want him to experience everything he did to me. The beatings and the forced sex. I want him to know how it feels to be used and abused over and over again." She said. Her eyes were watery. She crouched down onto the floor in a ball. She was a bit of wreck and she hated how her farther could still make her such a wreck.
 
Micheal watched her and listened. She was staying and for the moment that was more than good enough for him to happily accept as part of the plan. He liked the idea that she was going to stay and stay willingly.

"Good call, I love you, love having you around my pet." He smiled and picked her up off the ground. "Sold it is. They are always looking for extra people in those middle eastern states."

"Good bye Mr. Andrews. Enjoy your new life. Come along slave I think we've both had plenty of excitement for the day. Do you want to hold a funeral for the late Ms. Andrews?"
 
He picked her up off the ground. She calmed down as he held her in his arms.
"You love me? I do love you Micheal and I know it might be confusing but I do and I'm happy to be staying with you." She said. She smiled running her fingers through her hair.

"We had a funeral years ago with just my farther and me. I would like to go see my mom's grave soon. She's been gone for so long. Your mothers not around, what happened with her?" She said. She stroked his chest softly looking into his eyed.

She kissed his lips softly as he carried her out the warehouse and to the car. She was very glad to be away from her farther and with Micheal. She didn't want to leave him at all. She was happy to be with him.
 
"We'll have to get you a proper collar, maybe a tattoo, now that I know you'll be here forever. And I never said I love you. I said I love having you around. I'm your master, I can't love you anymore than I do my car or my cat." He kissed her back putting her in the car.

He texted someone something then slipped his phone back into his pocket turning his attention to her. "We've got plenty of time- Oh right, we can drop by the house and let you change and then we can go visit your mother if you like. As for mine I don't really remember, I was pretty young."
 
She felt a bit crushed hearing him say he didn't love her anymore than his or his cat. She shook it off once he sat her in the car. She put her head against the head rest. She was sort of upset about the fact she'd told him she loved him and he hadn't even acknowledge it.

He was on phone. "Yeah I wouldn't want to go to my mother's grave like this. So you don't really remember your mother then? Has it always just been you and your farther the?" She said. She couldn't wait to get out of the outfit she was in and getting something that covered her up more.
 
"Subtext is not something you're great at is it." He chuckled. "Well too bad for you."

"Well not even really me and my dad, really me and a long chain of people that he hired to keep me from getting into too much trouble." Since he wasn't showing her off anymore the trip back wasn't nearly as long as the trip there had been. "I'll wait in the car."
 
"Seems like we've both had not so great childhoods." She said. She looked out the window as they drove back to the house. This route was quicker. He parked outside the house. She kissed his cheek softly before getting out of the car. She went inside the house. She went to her room. She quickly got changed into http://media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/6b/8d/fd/6b8dfd8ef4f7dbda10b7054a4032ea89.jpg and http://picture-cdn.wheretoget.it/jf...gh-heels-cream-high-heels-cute-high-heels.jpg. She choose a yellow dress because it was her mothers favourite colour. She went back and got in the car. Her hand moved to his leg. She stroked his leg. "Thank you for letting me go see my mother." She said with a smile.
 
Micheal eyed her and smiled. "You don't own anything that doesn't make me want to pin you against the wall and fuck you." It started out as a question but it really wasn't one by the end.

He let her guide him since he had no clue where he was driving occasionally commenting on this or that.

"My childhood overall wasn't terrible. I mean I don't really miss my mom, she's the pretty lady in the pictures you know? And my Dad loves me, he didn't have a lot of time because he was doing all this but I understand that now and he provided for me."
 
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