Page 12 of Ghost's Control

“Lockdown is over. We’re having a party tonight.” Prez looks at Jem. “I want you all to go and get the booze and whatever else we need. Tonight we party.”

All of us jump up and down and start screaming. It means we can get out of here and go to the shops to buy what we need.

Prez shakes his head and walks out of the kitchen.

“Thank fuck, we can get out of here,” Tara says as she stands. I see Tank and Cas walking into the kitchen and when she reaches them she sinks into both of them. I laugh thinking of when we were in the beach house and I offered to help them out.

I was only joking but I know Ghost wouldn’t find it funny. Just as I think of him, Ty walks in and I fly into his arms, wrapping my legs around his waist and kissing him. When I pull back I look into his eyes, “We’re having a party tonight. We get to go to the store”

He laughs, “I know, sugar. Now you’d better climb down from me or I’m likely to take you to that bathroom over there and fuck you hard.”

I look at him. “Promises, promises.”

He reaches out quickly, grabbing the nape of my neck. He moves his mouth to my ear. “Don’t talk to me like that, sugar. You might not like the consequences.”

I smile, my core already on fire. I know that we need to finish this conversation in that bathroom like he suggested.

“Daddy, please fuck me in the bathroom.” I don’t look at him. My eyes are pointed downward and when I can only hear his breathing getting deeper I look up. His eyes are dark and he moves quickly across the floor to the bathroom. Just like he promised.

He doesn’t lock the door. He doesn’t bother with any foreplay. He just needs to be inside me as much as I need him inside me.

He undoes his zipper and pulls my shorts and panties down. Grabbing my throat he makes me look up at him. I love his hands on my throat, he holds just tight enough to thrill me and not enough to panic me.

“Sugar, I want to spank you for saying those things to me. But I don’t have anything here, so I am going to bend you over that sink. You are going to look in the mirror and watch me as I fuck you.”

It’s not a question, just a statement. He doesn’t expect me to say anything. I bend over and lean across the sink. Always obeying him is something that is ingrained in me. He doesn’t take advantage of that fact and that is why I respect him so much and trust him with my life.

While I am staring at his eye in the mirror he slaps my ass. I moan. The feeling of the sting on my cheek is enough to hurt, but more than enough to make my pussy leak. He watches the darkness cover my eyes as he thrust in deep. He knows I’m wet and can take it.

He slaps me time and time again as he fucks me hard. There’s no love making here, but there is love between us. He gives me what I need and I give him my respect.

“Daddy, yes it feels so good.”

“Fuck, Sugar, your pussy is so tight. It’s made for me. You’re made for me.” He thrusts in deeper, I’m sure he’s hitting my womb right now. That makes me think about our future. What is our future? Will we be able to have a family and live happily ever after or is my ex going to be after me all the time?

I’m drawn back to the present with a big slap on my ass. “Eyes on me, Sugar.”

I smile at him and my eyes catch his. They are hooded with lust and I know it’s not going to be long before we both come.

When we come, he leans over my back. Then he pulls out and cleans himself off before cleaning me. He holds me and lifts me to wrap my legs around him. “I’m taking you upstairs.”

He knows that I need some time to myself after we’ve fucked like that. My emotions are all over the place and I just need time to come back down.” I nod my head at him.

When we leave the bathroom, the girls are all standing there laughing and clapping. I guess we must have been loud. “Gi, we are going to the store, are you coming?”

I look at Ty and he says to Jem, “She just needs fifteen minutes and then she’ll be down. Wait for her.” Then he marches off, carrying me.

“I love you, Ty,” I say when he places me on the bed. “You know what I need even when I don’t.”

“Sugar, that’s what a man does for the woman he loves and I love you more than you’ll ever know. You came into my life and you saved me.”

“No, you saved me.” This is a conversation we always have and it usually ends up with us fucking. But not today.

“I’m going for a shower,” he says as he strips naked and I watch his muscles ripple as he moves. I can’t believe that hunk of a man is mine.

When he’s finished I’m dressed and ready to go with the girls. He kisses me. “Enjoy the freedom and I can’t wait to party with you tonight, sugar.”

“Me too.”

He walks with me back downstairs where the girls are waiting.

We leave the men behind and go into town. When we are there we buy booze, food, and have some laughs. We are linked arm in arm as we walk around and when we go for coffee, I tell the girls that I’ve not been feeling well recently and think that I need to take a pregnancy test. They all holler and we go to the pharmacy to buy one.

I slip it into one of the bags and then we grab the rest of our stuff and head to the car. Just as we approach the car a black van pulls up and doors slide open. Four men jump out and we watch it all happening in slow motion as they grab us and push us in the car, our groceries falling to the ground.

As soon as we are inside they drive off. The four men in the back put bags over our heads and when we scream and shout, kicking out at them. The men laugh. One of them says, “It’s too late for that ladies, no one is going to hear you.” Then I hear a bang and a thud.

Next thing I feel a pain in my head as I am hit and I remember thinking about Ghost as my mind goes black and I pass out.