chapter six: Skyler Kingsley

I felt my body hit the table. My breasts were compressed into the table while he held my hands together on my back.

The shock took over me. I did not know how to react.

" Miss Kingsley said something",I heard his voice husky on my neck . The warm breath on my neck filled my body with tension. I could not even think of what he wanted me to say. I tried struggling with all my might but it was all in vain. He would not budge .

"What fuck is this?" ,I finally managed saying something. I mean was it not what he wanted me to say.

"Release me immediately!", I shouted, still trying to free my arms. The amount of anger in my chest made me feel like a volcano was to erupt. It felt like I was suffocating under his tight grip .

"Miss Kingsley, struggling is of no use ,just say the magic words then I'll let you go. If not you shall suffer the consequences" I heard him say. What did this buffoon just say ," And why would I do as you say, you ain't my dad!!",I shouted back maintaining the struggle.

Slap!!

I felt pain in a thunder speed as his hand mated with my body. That split second felt like eternity. Like something foreign was happening in my body. I felt his hard grappling hard on my but cheeks

I stood there in silence. Pretty much that this was one of the only times I have been bewildered to the point of silence.

Seconds later I snapped. "What the fuck!?", I said and that was exact moment I felt his hand yet again slapping my ass. This time it felt worse. I continued struggling with all my might to be pressed down again harshly on the table. My body spasmed as the physical pain was not regularly instilled in my body. I felt my throat dry and my cheeks getting soiled by the tears I had unconsciously let loose. "Fuck what is the meaning of this !?",I asked yet again. I heard a giggle from him. It sounded somehow weird . No it made me feel weird as he placed his hands in circles around my ass. He swifly ran his hand to the slit of my dress and pulled my dressed up revealing my left ass where another smack on my ass landed . This time he did not stop instead he proceeded to the birth that birthed the fifth one.

It felt like I was being deprived of the power that I held on myself. The feeling of hopelessness was a stranger to me . If dad and my brothers were here none of this would have happened. Worst of all I had no way of knowing what I'd done. This felt ignominious. I wondered what kind of thoughts were dancing in his head. Shame had turned my face hot. I was praying to god that he does not notice that my thong was feeling a little soil. It must have been the discharge from the fact that right now of all times I was aroused.

"Why are you doing this?",I asked with my husky voice . I felt myself unconsciously sniffing in my mucus which grossed me out but I felt it was pointless to feel that considering the amount of pain I felt in my ass cheek.

"Miss Kingsley, you're a woman right ?,I heard him ask. I felt my chest traveling at 180 km/h. I just wanted to return back to Italy with my dad.

"Yes",I answered feeling sheepish. Which was dumb because I was a woman,so why was I feeling like what I had just said was a lie?

"Yes,to whom Miss Kingsley?",

"Yes Mr. Jones", the grip on my hand lightened but still remained composed. I did not feel the nerve to fight or struggle.

"Do you not see your mistake in this?", I felt my cheeks getting hotter as the tears swelled up in my eyes. I stayed quiet without answering.

"Fine since your smart brain defeated you in coming to a conclusion. Miss Kingsley you have a foal tongue. Nasty words for a lady. Which I don't mind on others but me ,never ever try those vulgar words on me."he said. His voice was stern now it felt like I was a kid all over again and I needed to be disciplined like one . Which never happened to me regularly before .

It suddenly came to me that I also slapped him . I felt myself unconsciously opening my mouth as I said,"I'm sorry Mr Jones I will fix my vulgar tongue and I also apologize for laying my hand on you. It shall never happen."

The tears were still streaming in my face.

"You promise?",he asked yet again . Which I answered quickly hoping that he would release my hand but. Then what?.

He released my hands and just as I was about to move away from him he held my hand and pointed out to the couch that was in the opposite direction of where we stood.

"Sit",he said. I did exactly as he asked. I figured I did not like pain in any way. No matter how drenched my panties were.

I dragged my feet and sat in the middle part of the couch with my body stiff as a log. He bent a little by his table and came out holding a Ferrore Rocher box that had never been opened before .He sat on my right side .

He smoothly opened the box and took one chocolate out and softly removed the tin fold. "Say ahh miss Kingsley",he said.

"I don't eat chocolate"I said . I felt shy for some reason.

"What ,are you allergic?"he asked, still holding the little chocolate.

"No I -..",before I could finish it was already in my mouth,the nice sweetness went on my mouth creating the sweetest yet most enjoyable taste ever. It was nothing like the chocolates I ate as a kid.

"Do not even think to spit it out.",he commanded.

"I won't",I said. "Don't speak with your mouth full" he said before pulling my head to him. To lay my head on his shoulder. I flinched a little but slowly gave in . Not out of fear but the comfort and temptation today looking at his shoulder.

"Are you color blind…?",he asked.

I flinched not knowing how to answer but the comfort and warmth pushed me. "Yes I am. I have monochromacy"

" So I was right, you are color blind. That's why everything is black and dull. Were you born this way?"

" No I had it when I was about 6"

" Does anyone else in the family have it?"

" None I can think of "

"Open up"

I opened my mouth and he fed me the chocolates. The silence was not as suffocating as I thought it would be. It actually calmed me down. After a few times of eating I felt the immense tension relieving my body as I went on a slumber.