Chapter 32

Rhea POV
I awake in the morning alone. I thought Damien would be with me, but he is not. I do not remember much about the last few days. I know I went to see the witch and I fell, hit my head and was unable to talk to her. Maybe that is why I feel so strange. I just feel off for some reason. I am absolutely not myself right now. Perhaps I will sort myself out over the next few days.
I feel like I have a memory gap or something. Maybe I need more sleep. I should not worry too much about it and carry on with my work. I feel like I have more work than I ever had before. Damien is extra busy and unloading all of his work on me.
I quickly get a shower. I have a meeting this morning with a shapeshifter and his BDSM partner. I looked over the contract last night, and it was a strange one but to each its own. I guess. It is not my job to judge. I only take care of the contract.
I run downstairs and into the kitchen. There is a new woman cooking. I don’t remember her. I smile, and she looks right through me. Okay then. “Good morning,” I say to the unfriendly new cook.
The new cook walks past me and sets a plate on the table for me and one for Damien. I did not know he was here this morning. Damien comes into the kitchen. He does not speak to me, only the cook. He sits down at the table. The new cook smiles at him and gives me a go to hell look.
“Good morning, Damien. I did not know you were home this morning,” I say to him.
“Good morning, Rhea. I see you meet Vicky,” Damien says.
I look over at Vicky and then back to Damien. “Yes, we met. She seems really friendly,” I say.
“She is not paid to be friendly. She is paid to cook for you and me,” Damien says.
“Oh, I see,” I say.
I take a bite out of my food. It is horrible. I get up from the table take my plate into the kitchen. I empty my plate in the trash and put the plate into the sink. I smile at Vicky. This bitch, she did that on purpose. I grab a piece of fruit and go back to the table.
“Something wrong with your breakfast Rhea,” Damien asks me.
“Yes, it is gross,” I say to him. I bite into my apple and smile at Damien. What is with him?
“Do you have plans tonight, Rhea?” Damien asks me.
“No, I do not believe I do. You got something in mind?” I ask him.
“Yes, I thought I would take you out if you want to go, that is,” Damien says.
“I think I would love that, Damien. Where do you want to go?” I ask him.
“It is a surprise. Do you like surprises, Rhea?” Damien asks.
“It depends on the surprise,” I say.
“I think you will like this one. It is a killer,” Damien says.
I do not like the way he said that, but it could be fun. Why the hell not? I am stuck here day and night, and I am bored out of my mind. I look over at Vicky, who seems to be hopelessly infatuated with Damien.
“You know Damien, I would love to go out on the boat,” I say, loud enough for Vicky to hear.
Damien looks at me strangely. “The boat, you want to go out on the boat, really?” Damien asks.
“Yes, I think it would be fun,” I say.
“Well then, Rhea, we can do that instead,” he says.
I am curious about his other plan, but I love the water and would love to go out on the boat tonight. I look over, and Vicky is still eyeballing Damien. This is really getting to me. Fuck this!
I get up from my seat and walk over to Damien. He is at the end of the long kitchen table. “Did you need something, Rhea?” Damien asks me.
I lean down and kiss him. “I need some cock,” I say.
Damien smiles. “Right here, we have company,” Damien says.
“She can watch. If she wants to,” I say.
Damien reaches up and unbuttons my shirt, exposing my breast to him. He pulls my bra to the side and takes my nipple into his mouth. I pull him close to me as he suckles on my breast. Yes, Damien, I am all yours.
Damien’s hand slides up my inner thigh and slides into my panties. I am already wet just from thinking about fucking him here on this table in front of this little bitch.
“Do you really want me to fuck you right here, in front of the help, before work?” Damien asks.
“Damien, I want you to bend me over this table and plow my pussy,” I answer him.
Damien smiles and then laughs. He looks over at Vicky, who is now not paying us any attention. “If you are trying to make her jealous, I think it worked,” Damien says.
“Good, now fuck me!” I demand.
Damien gets up from the table. He jerks my skirt up to my waist and pulls my panties down to my ankles. I kick them off. “I will just leave them off today in case you want my pussy again later,” I say.
Damien bends me over the table. I hear him unzip his pants and free his huge cock. He positions his cock to enter me. “Beg me to fuck you,” Damien says.
I push back, trying to force him into me. “Damien, fuck me now!” I beg him.
“Tell me how bad you want it,” Damien says.
“I want you to fuck me, Damien. I need you inside me. Please fuck me,” I beg him.
Damien slams his cock into me hard. I grab ahold of the table and push back into him. He rams deep into my core. His cock feels fantastic as it rams into me over and over. I hold the table tightly as I moan for him. “Yes, Damien, fuck my pussy,” I moan.
Damien smacks me on the ass hard as he pounds into me. “Is this what you needed this morning, slut,” Damien says to me.
“Yes, Damien, I need your cock. Please fuck me harder,” I beg him.
Damien grabs my hips pulling me into him harder. I feel myself tingling to my core. My knees buckle, and I feel as if I am going to explode. “Are you going to cum, Rhea?” Damien asks me.
“Yes, I am going to cum all over your cock,” I moan.
“I did not know whore’s came so fast,” Damien says to me as he smacks my ass hard.
Damien rams into me harder, groaning as he pounds his mighty cock into my wet pussy. I dig my nails into the table cloth as he thrusts into me harder and deeper with every stroke. I could lay here with my pussy open for me all day. I want him inside me deeper. I need him deeper.
I push back into him as I cum on his cock. Damien pulls out of me as I cum. He goes to his knees and begins licking my pussy as I cum. His hand firmly on my ass as I cum on his face. I lay across the table, breathing hard and cumming for him.
“We are not done, Rhea,” Damien says.
Damien is back on his feet, ready to fuck me harder. I feel him reposition himself behind me but not at my pussy. I feel his large cock at my ass. He is rubbing my ass with his cock. He slowly slides his cock into my ass. I take a deep breath and prepare myself for what is about to happen.
“Do you want me to fuck your tight little ass?” Damien asks me.
“Yes, fuck me where ever and however you want, Damien. I belong to you,” I say.
Damien slowly inserts his cock into my ass. The pressure from his large cock is overwhelming. It hurts and feels so good at the same time. He pushes his cock all the way into me. I hold on to the table as he takes my ass.
“Are you ready to be fucked?” Damien asks.
“Yes, Damien, fuck me,” I say.
Damien begins to fuck my ass hard. I relax and let him have his way. As he plows my ass, I feel my pussy start to cum again. I did not know I could cum so hard. Damien pushes me to my limits as he fucks my ass.
“Do you want me to fill your tight little ass with my cum, Rhea,” Damien asks me as he pushes into me harder?
“Yes, fill me,” I say.
Damien rams his cock hard into me and moans as he cums in me. He pulls out and rams into me again. I can feel him dripping out of me.
“Such a good little whore,” Damien says as he rams me hard again.
I lay across the table satisfied. I love being his little whore. I want him again, but I have work to do and a meeting to get to right now.
Damien turns me around and kisses me hard on the lips. “You are mine forever, Rhea,” Damien says.
“Yes, I am my love,” I say to Damien.