3. Begging & Pleading
"You should let Andrea go," Milton pleaded with me.
"What you gotten a little crush on her?" I said laughing.
"No, it's not that. She is not even going to the prison. She only wants to find her friend. Let her go," He whispers.
"Everything I love is gone. I have lost my wife and Penny. Andrea is still here," I said staring at Milton.
"You can't torture her. Andrea isn't responsible for Penny," he says frowning.
"I can do whatever the fuck I please," I yelled.
"What purpose will it serve?"
"I'll get some enjoyment out of keeping her," I said walking away from him. I head toward to my apartment where she was waiting.
I see Andrea laying on the bed still. Blonde hair falling in curls, and mascara running down her face. She had cried. I liked see her like that. Scared and helpless.
"Stay away from me," she glares at me.
"Daddy is home," I said moving toward the bed. The tension between us is thrilling for me. The more she fought me, the more turned on I get.
I watch as she attempts to move with her legs tied up. It's amusing to say the least. She ends up falling on the floor, and I get down there with her.
"Please, you don't have to do this," she begs as soon I touch her shoulder.
"Baby, I am not going to hurt you," I purr as I kiss the lower part of her neck. I run my hands down the lower part of her body and start to undo the snaps on her jeans. I pull her pants are down past her waist. She pushes me forcefully with her hands as I feel my ejection start to grown. She starts crawling on the flooring moving slowly with hands that are untied. I pick her up and laying her gently on the bed.
"Stop," she cries attempting to move me away again.
I placed her on her stomach, and remove her white panties. I tied her hands together to the bed now.
"You going to be a good girl for daddy, aren't you?" I whispered into her ear.
"Please stop," she begs one last time.
I take of my clothes quickly, and start thrusting my ejection into her over and over. I pull her blonde hair as I move her body forcefully. She starts moving up and down her body now relaxed into my embrace.
"Oh baby," I moan as I release inside her.
" You had your fun. Now let me go," Andrea pleads with her soft blue eyes.
"I can't. I get obsessive about people, and my daughter is gone. So you are all I have left," I tell her coldly.
"So you are going to keep raping and starving me?"
"Yes and no. I am going to allow you to eat Andrea. I love you," I said gently stroking her hair.
"Please, I don't feel the same way about you. I never will," she says raising her tear-stained face to mine.
"Someone once told me to never say never," I smiled weakly.
"That girl is dead," Andrea replies hardheartedly.
"I'll bring her back. I am going to get you something to eat and then I'll clean you up," I tell her walking out of the room.
I look at her one last time. She is mine to whatever I please with, I thought evilly.
