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168 Hours in Hell Chapter 47
PATSY POV:Baron had thought he was being funny, tormenting me and trying to wrest control from my hands. Now it was time for him to see just how cruel a woman could be!By the time I’d washed the majority of his body, his cock was throbbing, a bead of precum pooling at his slit. I licked my lips, fighting the urge to take him in my mouth and taste him for the first time. Instead, I soaped up my hand, took hold of him, and began to stroke his cock.Baron moaned, his hands balling into fists. When I looked up to see him chewing on his bottom lip, I grinned. So far, my plan was working just as expected. Now it was time to make him beg, just as he’d done to me.I continued to stroke him, using one hand on his cock and the other to gently fondle his balls. As he continued to moan, low and soft, I tightened my grip on his shaft. Now his body began to tremble, his moans growing louder by the second.Grinning up at him, I released his shaft and stood up, making him groan as I did so. I
168 Hours in Hell Chapter 48
PATSY POV:I was lying on the bed with my legs wide spread when Baron walked in and stared at me lustfully with a cocky grin. “Miss me, did you?”“More than you can imagine!” I closed my legs, then hopped off the bed, walking over to him. “So, what’d you bring? I’m starved!”He laughed and I shook my head. So much for missing him! But we can’t keep doing it, my stomach growled, I couldn’t blame him. We had done our best to work up an appetite this morning, not to mention last night!“Pancakes, eggs, sausage, and bacon,” Baron said with a grin. “And a large hot cocoa for each of us to help wash it down. Figured that’d give us enough food to last until dinner time.”At his words, I raised an eyebrow and grinned. “Oh? Have a big day planned for us, do you?”“You bet!” He said, slapping my ass.I squeaked, then punched him in the arm. “Well then, you better get those clothes off. I wouldn’t want you getting syrup on them. It’ll be much easier to lick it off you if you’re naked.”Then I
168 Hours in Hell Chapter 49
PATSY POV:I don’t know how long I’ve been sleeping, but when I wake up the next day all sore, I smell bacon cooking.Stretching, I open my eyes, and the sun pours in through the windows. Sitting up, I turned to find Baron but he was nowhere.I pulled over his shirt and then got out of the room.I find Baron in the kitchen, such a surprise.“Sun’s out.” I smile.“No more rain.” He smiles back. “At least for now. I hope you’re hungry.”“Since when do you cook for yourself?” I joined him in the kitchen. He’s already made toast and a fruit salad. I pluck a piece of pineapple and suggestively slide it into my mouth.“Just because I have a private chef – several private chefs – doesn’t mean I don’t know how to cook.”“I thought that was exactly what it meant.” I laugh. He leans in to kiss me, but I shake my head. “No. Morning breath.”“Don’t be silly,” he laughs. “As if I care.”“No, seriously. You might not care, but I care. I’ll be back in a minute.”I wink and then turn to leave, “Don’
168 Hours in Hell Chapter 50
PATSY POV:“If you’d come with us please.”Another officer announces. “Make it easier on everyone.”“A warrant?” I turn and look up at my daddy, shocked by what I’ve just heard. “What are they talking about, Baron?”His face is stony and unmoving. It’s a look I’ve not seen before.“What are the charges?” he asks.One of the officers glances down at me before answering. “If you’d just come with us we could discuss it in private—”“The charges,” Baron presses. The officer sighs and shrugs.“Sexual assault of the first degree.”My stomach drops.My first instinct was to protect him. But now…knowing what I know about him and how we met, I’m seized by a fierce panic that grips my body in a cold embrace. My mind starts spinning, as though my skull was full of fuzz, and although I’m chilled to my bones, a fear of sweat breaks out across my body.Sexual assault…I don’t want to believe it, but can I really deny it could be possible after what happened between us? Baron must know how I’m fee
168 Hours in Hell Chapter 51
PATSY POV:It was a day full of disaster and if things couldn’t get any worse the night also started to appear like a disaster when I heard the door slamming shut and loud footsteps.Frowning, I move into my sleep.With utter difficulty, I was able to close my eyes and shut this world’s worries out of my mind but this universe won’t let me have peace.NO…Annoyed, I sat up from my bed wanting to yell out loud that stop f**king my mother, rascal Jeff.But when I reached the stairs, finally I saw what an impulsive decision I made.My mother was at the coffee table, a man was kissing her, while the other was taking off her skirt, and the third one was working to take off her blouse.My eyes widened at the sight of three men stripping my mother.The man kissing my mom grunts and only then do I notice my mother’s hand squeezing his cock over the clothes.Then she turned to give her mouth to the other men, while one squeezed her hand around his cock, the other kissed her while molding her b
168 Hours in Hell Chapter 52
PATSY POV:I need evidence. Evidence that she lied about him. But how am I supposed to get that?The whole night went into thinking and planning.Thankfully the scenes from downstairs were quiet and I heard the noise of the car engine which indicated that those four monsters had gone.After my hard work, and the distressing thoughts of my plans.Slowly, a smile creeps over my face. It just might work, and if it does, Daddy will be so proud of me.All of our problems will be gone in one fell swoop, and I’ll be his forever.A deep, deep feeling swells within me. A feeling so intense I don’t even want to acknowledge it lest it slips away like a drop of rain on the window glass.Now, with a burning flame of determination inside me.****The Next MorningWiping away the haze on the mirror, I stare at myself for a long time as I summon all my determination and willpower and squeeze it into a tiny, dense ball of passion.“You can do this, Patsy,” I tell myself with a deep breath. “You can. Y
168 Hours in Hell Chapter 53
PATSY POV:Two days after that, my mom signed the divorce papers.She moved out, and the last I heard from her, she was living with Mr. HNG8NCH. We don’t speak anymore, and I’m just fine with that.Baron sold the house, and we moved into the one he’d taken me to that one sunny day we had together before the police arrived. We made love the night he was released, twice, then again the next day. And again and again, as though we couldn’t get enough of each other. We couldn’t.Two weeks later I was pregnant.Baron’s tongue is beyond incredible. Within a minute, I’m soaring high as my climax grips me. My back arches up off my artist’s table, and I tug my shirt up to expose my breasts. He reaches up and pinches my nipples, just hard enough to hurt, and I cry out in ecstasy. A shudder runs through my body as he flattens his tongue and applies pressure. He holds it there just long enough, letting me come down before he rises up and pulls his pants down.“There it is,” I whisper, opening
168 Hours in Hell Chapter 54
NEW STORY -- NEW PLOT -- NEW CHARACTERSGREYSONThe cash slides from my palm into the valet. His fingers curl around the wad of bills as he pulls back, and he looks away.Aw, he’s embarrassed.The girl on my arm giggles and leans into me.Money and good looks will help people get away with just about anything. I learned that at the tender age of five from my father, thank you very much. He toted me around and flashed his smile or his wealth, and doors opened for us.Sometimes literally.Sometimes figuratively.We were invincible.Look at that sentence. Then read it again.We.Were. Invincible.Back when I was a kid, my father and I wore gilded armor. He was a king, and I was a prince. We floated above the rest of society, and nothing was out of our reach.I experienced the world through my father’s view of getting everything he fucking wanted. It’s only natural that I became him.Look, I’m not saying it’s right. I’m just saying this is how it works. People are sheep, all too eager to be
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