CHAPTER 5

KEITH

I woke up feeling a bit better and my swellings didn't throb as much. I took a bath and changed into new clothes. I wanted to stay in my room but I was getting hungry and I didn't want to bother Monique so I decided to go to the kitchen to get some food.

I entered the kitchen and found Monique pinned against the counter by Isaiah, he was kissing her but it didn't seem right. It wasn't a passionate kiss at all, it seemed like a let's-just-get-this-over-with kind of kiss from his side.

I just shrugged but I soon realized that I had been staring. Monique caught me and chuckled while gently pushing Isaiah away. My cheeks flushed in embarrassment and I bowed my head not wanting to meet either of they eyes.

"I'm sorry" I muttered turning to walk away.

"It's okay, you must be hungry, I was making pancakes before this one distracted me" she said pointing at Isaiah with a warm smile befire pecking his lips.

I faked a smile and she motioned the both of us to the table before briefly leaving to get the food. We sat opposite each other which we didn't notice until after. The intense apologetic stares I was getting was making me uncomfortable and I began to squirm in my seat.

The awkwardness faded immediately the steamy hot pancakes and syrup was dropped in front of me.  It smelt amazing.

"Thank you" I said to her and she nodded with a bright grin.

I waited for her to serve Isaiah and herself before digging in. She cooks really well, better than Mrs Gibson.

"How's the food?" she asked no one in particular so I answered first.

"Best pancakes ever" I honestly said with a warm smile which we responded with her own happy grin.

"It's good" Isaiah muttered uninterestedly but she just ignored the attitude and continued eating but it was obvious that she expected more than a mutter.

Why is he hurting her feelings like this? He hurt me but he shouldn't hurt Monique. It's obvious that she's a nice woman and he doesn't deserve some one like her.

"Um... I have something to say"  I said and they both dropped their forks to listen to me.

"Go on" Monique said motioning me with her hands as well.

"I really appreciate you taking care of me and all and I don't think I can ever repay you but I really wish I could continue working for Isaiah again" as soon as I finished, she stared at Isaiah whose face was expressionless for a while before answering.

"That's not a problem" she said with a smile tugging on her lips.

"Maybe today? I'm really bored doing nothing" I said and she nodded.

"You boys can start work after breakfast while I go out" she said and we both nodded before we all continued eating.

.......

Monique had left a few minutes ago and I am currently standing outside Isaiah's room. I actually want to do the work but without the awkwardness.

I eventually knocked and then allowed in. He was just putting on a shirt and I couldn't help but look at the toned body before it was quickly cover by his shirt.

The way his muscles contracted and dilated as he moved was breathtaking. I eventually mentally scolded myself for lustfully staring at a married man and took my eyes off him.

"You can start by going to the um.....uh....basement to sort the files, I'm a mess with papers" he said with a light chuckle and I straight faced nodded.

"Okay" I muttered and turned to go.

"Wait" he said and I turned to him biting my lower lip.

He walked closer to me and stopped right in front of me. He was a bit too close so I stepped back and he sighed and looked away.

"Look I get that you're not comfortable around me but can you please not look at me like that when she's not around" he said softly still looking away.

"What are you talking about?" I asked looking away too.

"Like you hate me" he said and we both turned to face each other at the same time.

"W....what...i...if..I d...do?" I asked shakily as I stared down at his swollen lips, probably from kissing Monique.

He stayed silent and stared intensely in my eyes and I tried to look away but he held my face in place a bit aggressively.

He grip was hard and certain but his eyes were unsure and almost hopeless.

"You want me" he whispered and before letting me go.

"I d..don't w.." he cut me off by grabbing my hands and running them down under shirt and onto his toned abs.

"You want to touch me, don't you?" he asked but it was as if my voice was ceased.

The only sounds coming from my mouth were throaty moans and whimpers. My hands grazed his lower abdomen and he felt so hot.

"You still want me" he said and snapped me out of my trance. That's when I realised that he had let go of my wrists but my hands were still caressing him.

I quickly withdrew my hands and ran out of the room. I ran all the way to the basement and shut the door behind me.

I leaned with my back aginst the door and slowly slid down to sit on the floor. I kept rocking back and forth.

I don't want you

I don't want to touch you

You hurt me

It was later that I realised that I was crying and hyperventilating. My eyes started to flutter and I could feel myself slipping away.

My eyes slowly began to shut and that's when my eyes landed on the handle to....the room. My breathing slowly steadied and I managed to hoist my limp body off the floor.

I dragged my heavy self to the handle and punched in the code which I memorized the second time I was in there.

The door opened and I stepped in. It looked exactly how it did before. I walked around touching all the toys I remembered him using on me.

I suddenly saw a ball gag and I remembered the time I was kidnapped. I went over to the paddle collection and I saw something I liked. It was a leather paddle with the word 'bitch' inscribed in it in a way that it would leave the mark 'bitch' on the skin.

I held it and ran my fingers on it. I took it to the table in the middle and dropped it. I glanced around hoping there were no cameras.

I looked at the paddle thinking of how much I wished he had used it on me. I took off my pants and boxers before slowly climbing onto the table.

I grabbed the toy and and reached for my ass with it. I started by gently rubbing it on my right cheek.

As I raised the paddle, the door swung open. Isaiah stood there just silently smirking at me while I was frozen in place.

He strode over leisurely. He stopped took the paddle from my rigid fingers. I now placed both hands on the table and stared down in shame.

"You wanted to play with yourself?" he asked in a displeased dominant tone and I couldn't help but let out a small moan.

"I'm sorry" I muttered with tears almost falling down my cheeks.

"Sorry what?" he asked as his hot voiced sent jolts down to my groin.

"I'm sorry sir" I said and he growled hungrily.

He finally used the paddle to rub over my cheek and then I couldn't feel it anymore so I assumed that he was about to strike so I adjusted in preparation.

"Sai!!" We both heard Monique yell.

He hadn't laid a finger on me and I was rock hard but we had no choice but to stop.

"I'm sorry but you'll have to get dressed" he said and rushed out of the room and I didn't miss the buldge he had.

I felt mad that he left me with a boner even though it wasn't entirely his fault.

........

I had finished organizing the papers a while ago and there were some papers that belonged in his room. My boner had faded a long time ago so I wasn't as horny.

I jogged up the stairs and as soon as I got close. I heard groans and moans. I was hearing slight pants too. I got closer and I could now make out the words

"Awnnn...ngggggf...ooooo...fuuuck.....f..fast..faster... ha...rd...harder" Monique's moaning was backed up by manly groans belonging to Isaiah.

I began to pant as tears stung my eyes. I blinked a couple of time as a buldge began to emerge. I looked down and patted my crotch as I began to sob.

I suddenly burst into tears and ran to my room before slamming the door and locking myself in.

He left me with a boner to go fuck her

I'm really going to have to start updating more but alas school is a bitch.

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