Chapter o08

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** Trigger Warning! 

Mentionings of Childhood Sexual Trauma; 

Rape/Molestation; Incest; 

Pedophilia**

Lunch went rather uneventful, just the way I wanted it to; no calls or texts from Reuben and no paparazzi... Bad enough the fuckers were all outside of the Wilshire this morning and even snapped a photo of my very, not-so, private goodbye kiss from Reuben after he and David walked to my car this morning. I was pissed, to say the least, but what can I do now about it? I knew my face was about to be plastered on every entertainment blog and magazine... Still, I did not bring myself to tell my mother about my new relationship—Not that I was ashamed of him or anything, but I think it's still hard for me to admit I am dating a billionaire.

"We should do this more often, I miss my girls." I smiled over to Mama as she got into my car, 'ever since your dad's retired... And having to move into that smaller house way out... It's been hard not being around you guys."

"Mama, we're only a phone call away..." I began.

"I know, I know... I just... I don't wanna seem clingy, ya know?"

I smacked my lips; my mama was the definition of a straight-up clingy when it came to her children. But what good mother wasn't the smothering type? I actually would prefer a 'smother' mother than a bitch who just sat back and watched shit happen to kids and not give a complete damn.

"Ma, whenever you want me around to bother you... Just call, okay?" I looked over at her with a smile, she gave me one in return, I began to pull out of my parking space than all of the sudden hundreds of paparazzi just come pouring out of nowhere! 

Oh man, not now!

"Well, bitch when? You are screwing a damn billionaire playboy!" Bitch shut the fuck up so I can think!

"Oh my Lord, what the hell is this, Risky?" Mama said with a gasp, holding on to her chest. I just sat there as the camera continued to flash in my face through every window in the car.

"Maia, over here—Maia, please!"

"How long have you and Reuben Michaelson been dating? Is it because he's rich?"

The questions were all the same, and in an annoying repetition cycle. I looked at over at my mama... It was time to come clean.

"Risky... What is all of this? Why are they asking you about Reuben Michaelson?"

"I'm sort of... dating him..."

"But who the hell is he, babe?!" Well, hell this is going to be easy.

"A self-made billionaire and his father is also a billionaire." My mom's eyes grew so damn big that I thought they were going to pop out of their sockets, like to two brown orbed balloons. "I know I should have told you all this... But technically, I didn't agree to date him until last night—"

"Maia... I don't care right now—Get us the hell away from here! These people are making me nervous!"

Her wish was my command, with quickness, I wiped out of the parking lot of the New Panda restaurant, making sure not to hit anyone, but not really giving a damn on the other hand, and speeding off down the street.

On the way home, Mama said much to nothing to me... Like she was absorbing all that she just witnessed... It was like I was an overnight celebrity and now not only was my face going to be everywhere, but so was hers.

"Ma?" 

I bit my bottom lip, hoping she would break the monotony between the two of us; we had been sitting in front of the house for a few moments... And she still looked like she was in her own little world. "Talk... Say something..."

"Maia... Are you sure you can handle all of this? I mean—being in a relationship is hard enough on its own... But now you have billions of people that are going to be inviting themselves into your life!" I looked away. "Those damned people are vultures and they feed off of making the little people like you hurt! They are infatuated with the little poor, black girl that is dating the overly rich and powerful white boy—"

"Mama, don't you think I know that! There is nothing I can do... I didn't want to go this far with Reuben—But it just happened!" 

"What about Greg? Did you forget about him?"

It was like she took my breath, I shuttered at the sound of his name. 

"We had to move here to get away from him... He can be looking for you and picking up clues to finding you because of all of this new exposure you are getting—"

"I thought he was still in prison, Mama..."

"Your aunt Colleen called... She said he was released last Wednesday." 

I closed my eyes and took in a shaky breath... the monster from all of my nightmares for the past sixteen years could be ready to haunt me once again.

I remembered everything about that nasty old room of his, from the posters of naked women on his wall, to the piss smell that lingered from his floor... He was a nasty bastard; he would piss on the floor instead of going to the bathroom like any other decent human being.

"Let's play a game, MyMy... Our favorite game..."

He would have this sadistic look in his eyes and this sickening grin on his face... I would be so scared, he never hurt anyone else but little ol' me. Every day after school, I would have to stay at my auntie Colleen's house until my mother or father got off of work, and every day I was left alone with him...

Greg was ten years older than I, he was towering six feet tall and was kind of scrawny but he was so strong and I was only a meek little ten year old... He could dominate me easily and he did... For the next four years he continued to torture and rape me; it was like the whole world was oblivious to what he was doing to me, and it hurt me because I was scared to say anything... My moods were interchangeable and I grew into this deep depression... I figured since no one could or would save me... I would save myself. I had an obvious failed suicide attempt, one day after school I had enough... I instead of getting on the bus to my auntie Colleen's like I was supposed to, I went to woods out behind my school yard and slit my wrists with a broken piece of glass... The some building and grounds workers found me and I rushed to the hospital.

That's when it all came out, my parents were devastated and I felt like a fool...

"Its not your fault your step-cousin was a nasty fucker!" 

I knew my insecurities and failed relationships were due to my encounters with Greg... I was quick for the intimacy, but when the feelings came, I was quick to pull back and push them away... I knew I was going to do the same with Reuben, that was survival tactic and I had been doing it for a really long time. 

I never understood what Greg had against me, the house would be full of kids—Girls his own age, that weren't even related but he chose me out of all of them... His father hid him out when it all came out, which led to my aunt's divorce to him. Day in and day out, I had this horrible night terrors, I could feel him penning me to the bed, forcing himself inside of me... Hitting me, biting me... I can still the smell the musky smell of his cheap knock-off Adidas cologne he would were... How his sweat would drip from his brown on to my face, how her duct tape my mouth shut to keep me quiet...

The remembrance of these things makes me sick to my stomach. My family moved me from Saint Louis to Inglewood to get away from him, so he couldn't find me... But it was about the eve of 16th birthday when it got out that he was arrested for battering a girlfriend of his at the time, but in his apartment—There were pictures of me everywhere... He had built a shrine to me and his girlfriend found it and confronted him about it... So he tried to kill her to keep her quiet... Now this man was free... I would have to tell Reuben before the media finds this entire thing out and informs him before I can.
And I was scared to talk about it... I was truly scared.

Reuben Michaelson Pov...

Hands behind my back with a paddle in my right hand and my left cuffing my wrist tightly, I smiled wickedly as my playthings entertained me; Heaven's beautiful body was descending from the ceiling, after I bound her with rope, gaping her mouth open with a gag ball and clipping her perfect tits with nipple clamps... She looked like a sight straight out of heaven in my eyes... I looked her wide hips were spread open and pussy was dripping from want... But I was not going to fuck her... Only woman who is going to have this dick for now on was my honey.

"Heaven, you have disobeyed me today that Opal has reported to me..." I said with a smirk, 'you dared to masturbate without my permission?"

"Twice, master... I saw her." Opal purred with the same sadistic smile on her face as mine, she loved to inflict punishment as well Earth shattering orgasms on my new "toys"... She was like my little partner in crime. "Shall I punish her for you?" She gave me pleading eyes as she stood next to me in the buff; I tapped my chin as I pretended to think. There was nothing more that I wanted to see than my sexy Opal tear into this other beautiful creature... It would give me great pleasure.

"No."

Opal's entire face dropped in disappointment; she was anticipating the punishment too much for me and there was only one person that was going to get joy from this moment... Me. I walked up to Heaven, all my other toys sat about, on their knees, palms out and finely placed on their laps... Waiting to do my every command; I gently rubbed my paddle over her breast, she let out an anxious gasp causing me to smile at her... She wanted me to hit her so badly... But she was going to have to beg for it.

"Tell Daddy how bad you want it?"
She moaned through the gag in her mouth, panting loudly... I ran my fingers over her slit; she was so wet that she could flood this room. I slapped her across the pussy with my paddle, causing her to scream out in pain and pleasure—All the toys all moaned at a turn, either at the paddle or turn to taste of her essence. I chuckled and walked off from her, with a snap of the fingers all of my toys were all over her, sucking and tasting every inch of her body.

"Good session tonight, Master Reuben." I chuckled, sometimes I forget I have an audience, I get lost in my own little world. "When is that succulent new chocolate goddess of yours going to star in one of your shows?" 

I looked to the masked patron, he was a frequent here for the past year or so... A real sick fuck like myself; I could not help myself... This was what I was raised around, my parents were advent swingers and held swingers and s&m parties all time at the mansion when I was child... I saw my very first orgy when I was four—Sex was something I enjoyed and domination is something I had to have... I was just like my father.

"My honey is for my eyes only at this moment in time, maybe one day with a little exposure... She'll be delighted to join in on our festivities, but until that day, good sir, the only flavor she'll be enjoying is vanilla."

He nodded his head, and we went on to talk other things... Like him hosting his annual masquerade party at his large estate, Mr. Beauchamp was a Louisiana tycoon that had been residing in the Los Angeles area for few years... But had all the big whigs fly out to his plantation home for his huge parties... This year would be just as big as the last and I knew I would have to show my face. 

"Please bring your 'honey' with you, I am dying to meet her."
I chuckled.

"I bet you are, Jock... I bet you are."

Once the last patron cleared out, and all my "toys" had returned to regular clothing and were gone home, I sat at my desk in my club's office and slid my mask off and tossed it across the room; I looked through my phone no messages from Maia... I smirked... She was so disobedient, I loved it but yet it annoyed me. I dialed her number awaited for her to pick up... She did on the fourth ring.

"Oh hey... I was just about to call you." I rolled my eyes, no she wasn't.

"I've missed you, have you missed me?"

"Yes, actually—where have you been, I went over to the Wilshire and you weren't there—"

"Never go over there without calling me first, I do not want you swamped with the press like you were with your mother today, honey." She was all over the web and me PR agent's phone is swarmed with calls from about Maia and myself... Funny how everyone was fixed on everybody else other than themselves. "Plus, I had some work to do tonight, love—But I am famished, David will come and get you and you can join me for dinner at Chow's."

"That sounds like a command rather than a question, bae." I chuckled, if only she knew. " But I guess I'll throw something together and join you—"

"Atta-girl... I'll await to be in your presence, we've got much to discuss."

"Uh—Yea... We do." We wrangled in the conversation and we hung up, with that I leaned back from my desk and reached in my bottom drawer and pulled out a flat lock box and pulled out my files on her and the retrieved her unsigned contract... Yes, we had much to discuss tonight.


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