She swallowed as she continued her tale.
“Because of all the neglect and abuse my mother inflicted on me, I cut all ties with her for good. I haven’t spoken to her in about five years. She was a waste of oxygen, as far as I'm concerned. My only family is Becca and, of course, Tuna."
She pushed the tray away.
"Enough about my tragic life. I am finished eating if you want to take this. I want to get out of these clothes and into the shower or tub, whichever you prefer. This shirt is just too big on me, and it’s uncomfortable.”
So, her mother used to abuse her physically, and she cut herself to relieve the emotional pain?
I can train this little beauty to be precisely what I need her to be. It may take some time to bring that part of her personality back to the surface, but I know it won’t take as long as I thought. Deep down, whether or not she believes it, she is a masochist. I removed the tray and released her ankles from the cuffs. She was still sitting on the bed when I sat beside her. My closeness made her swallow nervously.
She was still very wary, and I didn't blame her for it, but she’ll get used to me. I am not too hard to please; if she does what I want, she will have the world at her feet for her sacrifice to my debauchery. I reached over and unbuttoned my huge shirt that hung off her little body. She sat there without moving. I could hardly hear her breathing.
Such a good girl. That cat must mean a lot for her to give herself to me so willingly. I removed the garment, leaving her naked on the bed.
God, I am going to have to fuck her soon.
It was becoming more difficult not to take her every time I bathed or changed her bandages. My fucking balls felt like they were turning black and blue with tension. I will probably have to rub one out at some point today.
I removed the bandages from her feet to prepare her for her bath. I would have put her into the shower, but I didn’t want her standing without the gauze on.
“Sit right here. Don’t get up. You can’t put pressure on those cuts for a few days. Doctor’s orders."
She lifted her arm, noticing the small Band-Aid. Her voice was almost a whisper. “I guess he put the tracker in my arm while I was sleeping.”
I looked at her, a faint smile tugging at the corners of my mouth. "I told you he was going to do it. I don't lie, Kitten. I also had the birth control implanted in your other arm. As you know, I am going to fuck you eventually. That isn’t a secret."
She gulped loudly, lowering her eyes while squirming uncomfortably. I wanted to fuck her right now, but I kept myself under control.
"Kotyonok, I never kept that a secret from you. You know I can't wait to get into that tight pussy of yours, which will be soon."
She shot daggers at me, but caught herself before letting the venom spew from her tongue.
"I am aware. How could I not be? I am sitting here naked in front of you again. You are bathing and dressing me. I know what's coming, and what doesKotyonokmean?"
I smiled at her; she was just so cute. "It means kitten in Russian." She had a confused look on her face. "You are Russian? You don't have an accent."
I nodded. “Yes, Kitten, I am half Russian and half Portuguese. My father was Russian, and my mother was Portuguese.” I couldn't resist running my hands lightly over her breasts. She flinched but didn't pull away.
That's a good girl.
"Although I lived in Russia for the first seventeen years of my life, my brothers and I settled in America, hence the lack of a Russian accent. We never returned to our home country."
I removed my hand from her fabulous tits and stood up from the bed.
“I’ll be right back. You sit right there. I am going to run the water for your bath.”
Chapter 16
Kitlyn
I'm glad he stopped pawing at me. For a minute, I almost lost my temper, but I collected myself. I just made the deal with him about an hour ago and was already having difficulty keeping myself in check.
I know he can't wait to use something other than his hand on my ass. I can’t believe I have a fucking tracker in my arm, either. The bastard was true to his word, that’s for sure!
He is out of his mind. I have to get out of here before we set out for the mysterious island. I am not one to take orders too well from anyone.
I dismissed the thoughts from my mind for the time being. I was more concerned about the deal I made. I need to work extra hard on my mouth andtemper,so I don’t lose Tuna and the ability to sit on my ass for a week!
