Chapter 42

Soul POV
It is the middle of the night when all the things go bump bump bump; even the little whores in my house are stirring about with themselves and me. There is a frantic knock on my door and then shouting. I hear Damien stomping into my home. Damien walks into the living room. He looks like he has had one hell of a night.
"Problems, Damien?" I ask him. Number three is on her knees, pleasing me, and I really do not have time for his bullshit.
"Yeah, the little whore escaped, Soul," Damien shouts. He takes a seat on the couch across from me. I wave over one of my women to take care of him. Number five rushes to Damien to tend to him and help him lick his wounds.
"You knew she would be a tough one, Damien. I care for her; you should have just let me keep her," I say to him.
"Yeah, I am sure you did care for her, Soul. You cared about what she could do for you, and that is it. We neither one care for her for real. That is just delusional. Something about her makes you want to care about her, but you snap out of it just like me. We have a purpose," Damien says.
"Oh, Damien, I believe I have almost fulfilled my contract with the devil. How far behind are you?" I say, smirking at him.
"Soul, this is no time for bullshit. He wants her, so you know you nor I can have her no matter how we feel. The hunters killed Randall last night. I thought you might want to know. They were butchering him as I ran away," Damien says.
"You did not help him?" I ask, rubbing number three's head pushing her down further on my cock. I am going to have to fuck her soon. I need Damien to go or take a bitch to a room.
"Why the fuck would I help Randall? We set him up to get us the women we need, and all he does is fuck around. So now I did not help him," Damien says.
"How is my precious, Roxy? Can I have her back?" I ask Damien.
"I kind of like having her around. I think I will keep her a while if you do not mind. Besides, our master wants her soon," Damien says.
"I knew that was coming. Roxy was a lot of fun. The master will enjoy her as much as we have enjoyed her sweet pussy," I say to Damien.
"What about that one? Are you grooming her for the master?' Damien asks me.
"Yes, she will please him well. Why don't you take number five to a room and let her help you calm the fuck down, Damien? I have business with my little whore here, and then we can talk about how to get the hunters, okay," I say to him.
Number five is still blowing Damien and trying to calm him. He needs to blow off some steam, and then maybe we can handle business calmly.
"I know where they are hiding. They are hiding in plain sight. They are all at Rhea's apartment; well, at least Ty, Rhea, and that Morgan bitch is there," Damien says.
"Oh, Morgan, how I miss her. Yummy! We should take her back and give her to master. Ty and Rhea could never defeat us, even with hunters. Morgan needs to be out of the way for sure and immediately, Damien," I say to him.
I push my thumb into Number three's mouth, releasing her from my hard throbbing cock. "Sit on daddy's cock, sweetie," I say to number three.
Number three does as she is told. I begin to ignore Damien, and his excessive talking as Number three plants her hot juicy pussy on my cock. I hold her hips, and she begins to bounce up and down on my cock. I lay my head back and enjoy her pussy. Damien realized I would not listen to him anymore and pulled Number five on top of him to please him.
"Does my pussy feel good, daddy?" Number three asks me. "Yes, my little whore, you fuck daddy so good," I say to her.
I hear number five scream, and I open my eyes to see Damien dragging her up the stairs. He is too rough with the women. He needs to calm down. "She will do anything you want; just ask," I yell at him.
"I know, but I like the fight," Damien says as he takes number five up to a room.
Number three rocks her hips harder to please me. "May I cum, master," Number three asks me. "No, do not cum; make daddy cum first," I say to her. I can feel her pussy pulsating on my cock as she rocks harder, trying to get me off. I can feel her juice running down my cock. I know she is cumming but trying not to make a sound as she gets off.
"Sorry, master, your cock is just so damn good, I could not help it," Number three says.
"Get on the floor on all fours, little slut," I say to her. Number three gets off of me and gets onto the floor. She gets on all fours so I can take her juicy pussy from behind. I position myself behind her and ram into her hard.
"Master has to teach you some manners," I say to her. I ram into her harder and harder. "Thank you, master," Number three moans as I fuck her.
She begins rolling her hips as I ram into her. She knows how to make me cum fast. I ram into her as my cock swells and expands in her tight hole. I begin to release my seed into her, pushing deeper as I cum. I pull out of her and smack her ass on each cheek. I strike her again and again.
"Next time you cum first, Master will use a belt on this sweet ass," I say to her.
Number three gets off the floor. "Yes, sir, I will do better," Number three says.
I sit back on the couch. "Come clean me," I say to her. Number three gets back on her knees and licks my cock clean. I pat her on the head. "Good little slut," I say to her. She gets up and leaves, going downstairs to shower.
I can hear Damien and Number five upstairs. I get off the couch and go up the stairs. I find the room he is using. I do not knock; I push open the door. "Cum already, Damien. We have business," I say to him. Damien is deep in Number five's ass fucking her hard as he holds her down on the bed to take whatever he wants. He is one sick mother fucker. I guess I am too.
I go to my bedroom and grab some clothes to slip into before I meet back up with Damien. I am not conducting business with Damien like this. Hell, he might try to fuck me if he thinks I will put up a fight for him. I put on a pair of pants and go down the stairs to wait for the bastard.
After a while, Number five comes down the stairs without Damien. "Did I do good, master?' she asks. "Yes, sweetie, he loves a good fight. Did you enjoy yourself?" I ask her. "Not as much as with you," number five says. "Take the rest of the day off, number five," I say. She smiles, happy, and goes downstairs to shower and dress.
Damien finally comes down the stairs to talk to me about the hunters. "So, Soul, what do you think we should do about the hunters?" Damien asks.
"I think we should kidnap Morgan and Ty," I say to him.
"What about Rhea?" Damien asks. "I think we should let our master handle her, don't you think," I suggest.
"I think you are right," Damien says.
"Besides, I have a feeling she will be knocking on your door for Roxy very soon. It would help if you got Roxy very compliant, get your little witch involved, and tell Roxy to go with her. She can help the master take her," I say to him.
"Not a bad idea. What if she does not come for Roxy?" Damien asks.
"Oh, she will come for Roxy. They are in love," I say.
"When do you want to grab Morgan and Ty?" Damien asks.
"I think we should do it tonight; I mean, do you think they will think we would come after them so fast. They probably think we are going to hide from them," I say.
"Tonight then, we will go after Morgan and Ty," Damien says.
"Get your witch, bring her with you," I say to him.
"That is easier said than done. She is a little temperamental. I so do not want to be on her bad side," Damien says.
"Oh, Damien, I am sure there is something you have she wants," I say, laughing at Damien.
"Well, this is true; however, what she wants is not funny," Damien says.
"Give it to her, Damien. We need her help," I say.
Damien gets up to leave. He turns back to me. "I will give the witch what she desires, Soul, but in return, I want something you have," Damien says.
"What is that?" I ask.
Damien smiles. "All in due time, Soul. We all have to pay for our sins," Damien says as he goes out the door.