"P-Please use some lubricant, Daddy," I said. Jacob scratch the back of his neck and smirked at me. "Sorry, hon. But if I'd do it. How come you will feel me alone? Also, the warmth of your hole will come cold. Don't want that," he smiled sheepishly.
"Would you be gentle?"
"I can't promise either?"
My eyes rolled at him. I huffed and sighed in defeat. "Okay, Mr. Del Mundo. Go on. For Christ's sake. Please, be gentle," but Jacob just shrugged. Argh! Men will always be men.
I tightened a grip on his big and hard muscles on his arms. Jacob slowly thrust his dick. I slightly winced. It is big. And I'm not used to taking something inside without making it wet or slippery.
"Mmmmm," I mumbled after I yawn. It was already dark outside. Probably evening by now. "Hi, hon," then an arm snaked on my hips. Jacob and I were laying on the bed with no clothes on. It took us about more than the amount of time we've expected. "Hello, daddy," "What time is it? I think I should go home right now," "Sure, I'll send you," "But our house is just next to this. I can manage myself, Jacob," he kissed my nose. Jacob hopped out of the bed. "I know. I want to see Mom and Dad too. It's been quite a long time since I saw them," he picked a boxer and wear his shorts. He glanced at me. Ja
We had an early breakfast today. Silence enveloped us. No one dared to spoke. I sense something not so good that is going to happen today. I looked at Mom and Dad who is now very serious about munching their food. They made me take a bath early and to join them at breakfast. I prayed in silence hoping that whatever this silence was caused between us, I hope it had nothing to do with me. But... I was wrong. "For how long would you keep your secret, Keatton?" I looked up to where the voice originated. "Pardon?" I don't get what he is trying to say. "You heard me clear and precise. I don't want to repeat myself," he looked at me as he fed himself. I gave him a q
My eyes are swollen. I can't believe I am doing this again. Tears became non-stop as we head going to His company. I opened my phone and texted Daddy Dominick. He never failed to text me and update what he has been doing. I wiped my tears. The weather too was joining me on my sorrowful day. The clouds were gloomy. Dad and Mom are silent and also me. The painful part about crying is that you'll cry in silence. I could see from the window that we are almost at the company. My heart aches so much. Is this fate? Or am I destined to be some kind of trollop to him? "Enjoy your day, baby. Daddy is also heading to his intern. A'right. If you have free time. I can come to pick you up there," he said in the text. I smiled. How come I deser
"Why the fuck are you crying?" He asked. As he pressed the elevator it opened. He enters. But I was hesitant to enter so he pulled me again as Dr. Karsyn was tightly holding my pulse. My head down and I sobbed low. "Why the fuck are you crying!? I haven't done anything to you yet!" He yelled. It was only the two of us here in the elevator. His blaring voice was piercing to my eardrums. I closed my eyes and tried hard to stop crying but it wasn't effective. "Damn you nasty second-rate cunt!" Here he goes again with his insult on me. It always left me thinking and wondering to myself what have I done to him that made him have the audacity to insult me? As I rem
"Ahhhhhhhh!!" And he laughed eerily. "P-Please re-remove your fingers in my ass, Dr. Karsyn. It hurts so much," I felt like there's a tissue inside me that snapped. "Don't you like to be fingered in the ass without even saying? Don't you like to shove my fingers to your ass without stretching you out to lubricate you before fingering? Because I do love it raw and dry," he thrust faster his fingers inside me. It hurts. It is very painful. Three fingers he inserted inside me without telling me. He just shoved it like my ass is stretched. But it ain't. And now he is loving it. "Ngaaaaah! Stop! Ouch! Dr. Karsyn please, I might bleed in no time," "Then bleed for m
"Ngghhhhh," I grimaced as my eyes opened. Did I pass out? I bet I am. The cold floor was my bed. I can no longer feel any fingers on my hole. Perhaps He is done. I turned around to see that I was fully naked. I passed out on the floor with no clothes on. My hole does throbbed and palpitate like hell and stings like a bitch. I looked around to see that Dr. Karsyn was busy dealing with tons of papers. I pretended to sleep on the floor again. This would be way more better than he would see me awake. He might do things that would make me hurt and disgust myself. I wish someone could help me with this. My family can't so, I'm praying that other people can. It took me almost an hour faking asleep on the floor. My whole body came cold. I cough
I cleared my throat. Annoyance was visible in his eyes as he looked at me. "C-Can I have m-my phone, please?" But he just stared at me with those chartreuse green cold eyes. The outside was already dim. Neither a chance he gave back my clothes. After we ate, Dr. Karsyn sat back on his chair. And I was just sitting on the couch as I hug my knees. Damn cold right here. But Dr. Karsyn doesn't give a fuck about me. And as expected. I receive no response. Great. How am I supposed to call or text my parents with this? How am I gonna call off Daddy Dominick's plan? "Hello?" "Damn yes?" He mocked. "C-
"Get in now!" He yelled. "W-Wait," I respond with my head down. I wasn't able to move freely because my cum was sticking in between the tip of my dick and in my briefs. The cum hardened and acts as a glue on it. Plus, Dr. Karsyn scattered the cum all over my shirt. And now I'm smelling like rotten string beans with chlorine. My head still hurts like hell. I don't know what runs to his mind but he just banged my head hard on the walls of the elevator. Thank, God it did not bleed nor cast a wound or scar on it. But the downside of it was my view is spinning round and round. I wanted to throw up but I can't. As I enter the car's door, suddenly, he kicked my ass. My head hit on the other door of his fancy car. "Lazy ass bitch," he whispered. And he loudly slams the car's door. "Palace. Now," he commanded on the driver
The Blissful EndingKEATTON’S P. O. V.1 YEAR LATER…The sun was vividly bright, striking at the tomb of the man I loved. If it is not for the tent that is covering us here, then we’ll be all melted.“Mommy!”“Hey, Baby,”It has been a year since Damon left us. It always feels like yesterday. And I still feel like he was here, beside me guarding me twenty-four-seven. A lot has changed.We are gathered at the cemetery. Remembering our deceased loved one, Damon Karsyn. Although it has been a year, the pain, the memories, and the love they share are still on my heart and mind. Even though it is hard, I need to move on.Not a day after he passed away, I never cried. I’ve been depressed and am on the verge of attempting to eradicate myself. But Robert
Epilogue: GoodbyeKEATTON’S P. O. VMy airways are blocked. I kept gasping for air. My tears kept on rolling. The day has finally arrived. “Wake up, please!!” I demanded. I hugged my Mom, who’s crying now. The people inside the hospital room are weeping. Doctor Andrew stands at the door with palms covering his eyes.“Daddy Damon! Wake up, please!! Hear me out, you big man!!” I let go of my Mom’s hug and hugged Damon tightly. This would be the last time that I will hug him. the day has arrived for me to unplug the life support of them.I looked at Damon’s saggy eyes. “Daddy,” I whispered. “Would you dare leave me? I thought you’ll be mine forever? I thought I’ll be yours forever too? Open your eyes now, would you? We are all rooting for you here. Please, do it for me and for our future. Daddy, please?&
Chapter 176: The Hardest DecisionKEATTON’S P. O. V. Not a single day the word mercy killing echos on my mind. Another two months have passed, making it five months of their coma. And every day that passes us by, the more their body came weak and thin. True to Andrew’s words that it was the ventilator giving them life support.It’s hard to look at them in that way. I sat on the bench looking heavenwards. Blake sat beside me. Only the two of us are left in the room. My parents still need to work as they have a job, and Robert, on the contrary, should not stay awake twenty-four hours. Robert already had an underlying condition in health that may trigger if he continues lacking of sleep.Me? I don’t care if I’ll have health complications for not having enough sleep. I still have high hopes for them to wakeup.“K
Chapter 175: Life SupportKEATTON'S P. O. V.It has been a sleepless day for us. We've been drinking countless cups of coffee. All of us are keeping an eye on Damon and Dominick. Who knows that any minute, second, or hour from now, they will move.The sun is rising for a new day. I feel a tap on my shoulders. As I look up, I saw Dad. He smiled bitterly. "Uhm… you need to sleep even for a bit, son,""Thanks, Dad, but I am by no means sleepy. I can't miss seeing them moving their fingers or waking up!" making my voice alive to show my hopes. "I understand you. But look at you… it has been a month since you've taken a shower. It would be best for you to clean yourself. Damon or Dominick would not dare hug you when you smell like rotten eggs,""B-But what if they wake up and no one notices it?""Your Mom and I and the people around here are looking for them. Go take a ha
Chapter 174: Adore youKEATTON’S P. O. V.3 MONTHS LATER Day passing by without them giving a sign of moving is killing me. I opted to cry alone in the dark or in the cubicle or when I’m alone in the hospital room. I need them to wake up as early as now. Seeing them in that pace where their body turning the opposite of what they had before is making me hard to breathe.The ones that carry good looks are nowhere to be seen. Their lips are dry and chapped. Like withering leaves, they are. But I still had high hopes. I know they will wake up. And I claimed it!My parents and I are inside the room. They are sitting beside Dominick, and along with them is Ben. While I sat on Damon’s side, along with me is Robert and Blake. My cries echoed the room. I held on to Damon’s hands and kissed the palm of it.
CHAPTER 173: When A Father CriesKEATTON'S P. O. V.A week passed by, and my hopes are still up. Both Dominick and Damon are placed in the same room per my request. As always, Sir Blake contests it, but I still won the argument. I've been sleepless for a week. I don't feel tired at all.I wanted to be awake whenever they open their eyes or their fingers moves. And yet those weeks, there isn't a day that my eyes to be in flood. It is hard seeing them in ventilators with endotracheal intubation. My eyes are alternately looking at Dominick's monitor and Damon's monitor.Please, Lord God. I need a miracle.Please let them live.The door creaked open. It projected the physique of the man I loved. But he was his father. I smiled at him. He did not respond. Blake is enraged by the choices I made. "Good evening, Sir," I greeted. He was voiceless.He sat beside me in the middle. I h
CHAPTER 172: When Will They Wake Up?KEATTON’S P. O. V.Night came, and we are still outside the operating room waiting for the doctor to come out. I appreciate they are doing their best, but can they please hurry? I’ll lose my sanity if this would take another long hour to wait.“Oh!” we both looked at the man who facepalmed himself. Beside him was Robert. “Didn’t I tell you to fucking get lost before I come back? Get lost now,” he declared.None of us moved. My parents and I looked away from Sir Blake, same with Ben. “The fuck!?” he yelled again. “Are you deaf or plainly dumb!?” the temperament of his voice captivates my interest. I stared at him.“Get lost now, Keatton! Bring your damn fam!” he bellowed. Robert caressed his shoulders and smiled apologetically at me. “I’m sorry, Keatton,” sa
Chapter 171: Misfortuned TruthBEN’S P. O. VJust by looking at Mr. Karsyn—the father of Lord Damon, the intensity of his angst on Master Dominick is quite sensible. Well, I did not come here to have a beef with anyone else. I am here to spill some teas.Beside me is my bodyguard. I need to protect myself at all costs too. One life to live is not enough for me to fulfill my dreams. In front of me is Damon’s dear to his heart.As I saw Keatton, I saw reasons why Master Dominick has deeply in love with him. I cleared my throat and held the brown envelope. “Before I start,” I paused staring at them as we sat on the bench. “I came here at peace. I don’t want any war to arise after this one—”I was cut off by Mr. Blake. “Well we are at war now,” he said. “Your damn dumb Master started this!”I nod my head as
Chapter 170: Life And DeathKEATTON’S P. O. V.“WHERE THE FUCK WERE YOU TWO!!” yelling at the two bodyguards that I brought along. We are here at the hospital right now. I was walking circles outside the operating room.The smell of the hospital is making me sick. My fist clenched, looking at these guys. “WHERE THE FUCK WERE YOU!!” pointing my fingers at them as my blood boils. “We-We are sorry, Mam—”“Mam, my ass!! YOU ARE ALL INCOMPETENT!!” I don’t care if people will stare at us. They know nothing, so they better stick their nose on how they should be.I heard heavy footsteps running on us. It was Sir Blake with Robert. “Keatton? What happened? Where is Damon?” Blake asked. Shutting my eyes closed as tears swelled from it. “H-He is at the o-operating r-room,” I startled crying.Robert gasp