She hissed. “Ooooh, my daughter did that once. It wasn’t quite this extensive, but it did still need a couple of stitches.”
Oh, thank fuck for that dodged bullet.“Well, take your time. I’ve got the day off, so I plan on going home after this and falling asleep.”
She smiled as she grabbed my tongue with her tongs. “Then, I’ll have you out of here in a jiff.”
And as she began numbing my tongue, only one thought kept crossing my mind.
This is war, JoJo.
He had finally unleashed the bitch.
17
Rebecca
After takingthe pain medication that the doctor gave me to get me through the next few days, I laid there in bed and enjoyed my high.
I laughed while the popcorn ceiling gave way to characters in their own little cartoon that I read like a fucking book. There was a bunny rabbit hopping around with an elephant and the elephant was trying so hard not to squish the little bunny.
Then, he stepped right on top of him.
“Damn it, JoJo,” I grumbled to myself.
I rolled over and looked at my shattered work phone and wondered if I needed to tell him about it. Maybe I could take it to a shop and get it fixed. I mean, the screen was cracked, sure. The back was cracked, yeah. And a bit of the side had flown off when it connected with the wall. But, other than that, it functioned just fine.
For another day, maybe.
I rolled onto my back again and closed my eyes. The entire world tilted around me while my body felt as if it were floating away on clouds. Now, I understood why my sister dabbled in the drug scene when we were younger.
Because holy fuck, I felt amazing.
“Not a worry in the woooooorld,” I sang out.
And apparently I found it so funny that I started laughing.
Then, JoJo popped to the forefront of my mind. I felt his hand wrapping around my throat again, only this time I was just high enough to enjoy it. I fumbled around trying to open the top drawer of my bedside table and eventually pulled out my little magic wand. And as I pulled my shirt up, revealing my bare pussy beneath the covers, I turned on my toy.
Before I allowed the vision to overtake me.
“You wanna be a pretty little girl for me?”
I whimpered as he shoved me to my knees. “Yes, sir. Please. All I want to be is good.”
He gripped my hair. “Then, open wide, sweet girl.”
He stuffed my mouth full of his cock and I gagged. Spit dribbled down my chin as he forced his dick all the way down my throat and I pressed my hands into his thighs. I curled my nails into his skin, leaving crescent marks behind as I tried to reorient my breathing.
And as he held my head there, he waited for me to adjust.
“Shit, such a good girl for me. Such a fucking hard worker. Of course, I’d reward you. I’m not the devil, you know.”
The second his precum touched my tongue, I lost myself in him. I slid my hands up his bare thighs and hollowed out my cheeks, sucking him in deeply as he pulled back out. He slammed back down my throat once more, fucking my face relentlessly as tears charged down my cheeks.
But the pain made my head swirl, and the sounds of his growling made my clit ache for his tongue.
“That’s it, Becca. Holy fuck. Damn it, you suck better than your sister. Who knew?”
I moaned around his dick. “Yes, Daddy. Yes, I do.”
