Daddy Sugar
Soraya avoided
I feel like this body is not moving. The buzzing in the ears stopped. The car must have reached their destination. The man who handcuffed me, pulled my arm out of the car.
Smelled by the aroma of various kinds of angg*r and k*ktail that is very concentrated, mixed with loud music that can make the body sway along with the rhythm. I guess this place is a Bar or N*ght Cl*b.
“New doll?” The voice of a man welcomed my arrival.
“Yes, that's it. Until Daddy fielded him,” replied the man beside me.
“Wow, how far did he learn?” tanyanya.
“Let her instincts speak, ha-ha-ha.”
“Whooaa ... I like wild lions, ha-ha-ha.”
The man continued to push me forward, so my feet bumped into the object in front of which turned out to be a rung. I climbed every step of the stairs before heading to the entrance.
“What should not just open the cover?”
“Let's go if it's in the room.”
“I'm really curious about his face and voice.”
“Wait just. His face and physique will not disappoint you he-he-he.”
“What are they talking about? Who are these baj*ngan really? Shitt's! I really became a virgin in a rogues.”
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“Already left him inside, let’s get party!” The man pushed me into a room. I walked slowly through each corner, empty.
“Finally, my handcuffs came off. Lucky I have a hairpin Nanny.” I rubbed my sore wrist, bruised.
My finger immediately opened the head covering, unbinding in my eyes and mouth. “My teeth are dry, feel bark like kingkong.” I move my jaw while gently scolding it with my fingers. “This space moreover? Dark without the slightest light, no furniture also.” I kept feeling like I was hoping to find something I could wear to find out.
“Do you need my help?”
A familiar voice sounded soft in my ears, making my desire slightly rise. Breathing that out, I can recognize it. He was playing around my neck.
“Don't tease me! You think I'd be attracted to a demon like you.” I'm holding a nearly uncontrollable napkin. Surely my emotions are peaking and refusing to go down.
“I'm not a demon, but a playmate. Want ‘do you make friends and play with me?” Her warm fingers touched my neck, walking down to my chest slowly. While his other fingers moved down to the stomach, barely touching my genitals.
“STOP!” I slammed both hands that were holding me, and stayed away from him.
“Hey, there's no one here. I know you want it too. After all, this room is getting colder. They deliberately want to kill you slowly. Wouldn't it be more fun to give something so precious in you to the person who loves you.”
“Basic Devil jal*ng! How dare you speak to me.” I threw my shoes, the door opened. My pupils narrowed, I saw a man standing there.
“Wah, new also come already welcomed by flying shoes.” He picked up my shoes. “Are you Peter ***?” His hand gave me my shoes. “Or Cinderella?” He pulled my arm. “Come, come with me. Something I want to teach you.”
“Hey, wait!”
“Why?”
“I don't know your name.”
“Then?”
“Can I know?”
“Of course.”
“What's your name?” I put my hand on him.
“Vandro.” He returned it warmly.
“My name, Mc Lee.”
“Yes. I already know.” He rubbed the back of my finger with his fingers. The reflex I let go of him, he smiled faintly.
As usual, the perverted boy disappeared when someone else came. I'm more and more convinced that he's a demon who keeps on possessing me. I don't know, maybe I'm the one who's been crazy to hallucinate?
“Where will you take me?”
“Look at it later. You'll know.”
“Are you going to give me a surprise that makes me a heart sport?”
“More than that.”
“What do you mean?”
“You will die standing.”
“*What the *****!”
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Ten minutes earlier in the camera room.
“They have already put the Object into the research room.”
“Download temperature to 15°C. I wonder how far his body's defenses are?”
“Young Master Vandro, Object temperature increased to 90 % do we continue this research?”
“Good, I turn on the light, yes?”
“No need I'll pick him up.” Designating Red Objects.
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“Do you know why they brought you here?”
I shook my head, still tailing her while looking around the passageway we passed.
“You'll know later. All depends on your choice.”
“Optional? Whatdoes thatmean? Who are they and what is their relationship with my mother?” my mind guessed the work of mysterious-looking men.
“You'll know in a moment, Lee.”
Again, he always knew what was on my mind without me saying anything at all. This time, he took me to a room. It was a surprise to see those who were there. The women who swayed their beautiful bodies without being wrapped in a sheet of cloth on the bartender's table.
“Your first choice, want to be like them?” The man opened the first door.
“No, why should I be that low!”
“Why did you reject it? Your mother's debt to us is very much. If he can't pay for it you'll have to work for us.”
“By being a striptease dancer?” I frowned, half in disbelief as I saw it.
“Not really, this is the first choice I give you.”
“Then, second choice?” I'm curious, hoping there's something more honorable than being a naked erotic dancer.
“You already know the answer.” He glanced at a room containing prostitutes*r at the second door.
“There is no other option?” I goosebumps looking at it, a little frightened if it should end up being the most broken amoral human.
“You mean, being Sugar Daddy's personal servant like your mother did?”
“I refuse!” i'm firm. “I don't think the mother of the house owner's personal assistant b*rdir this, my inner” heard the confession of the man I've been with since.
“If all the choices you refuse. Do you choose to sell to our clients at a high price?” He chuckles.
“Cih!” I spat.
He simply fell silent, quickly wiping it off with a black handkerchief that had been given an antiseptic.
“Alright, maybe you chose to follow in your father's footsteps?”
“You know my father?”
“Of course.”
“Really?”
“Everyone here knows him.”
“What's his job?”
I was curious waiting for the answer from his mouth that was still locked while looking at me.
“You sure?” He smiled, making me curious.
Without a second thought I nodded.
“You will know tomorrow.” Smiling feels winning.
“Hah?”
“Now rest.”
“Damn! Why should I wait until tomorrow?”
“Why are you so noisy?”
“I want to know now.”
“Do I need to cut your tongue?”
“Are you that sadistic?”
“Or I just sew your lips, yeah?”
“Why did you get that hard on me?”
“Do you put your heart on me?”
“You're spiciness once!”
“Lee, if you don't like me why do you expect me to do good to you?”
I snorted in annoyance and still followed him, like a buffalo whipped his nose. Wherever he went, I followed behind him. Without any intention to run away because I can't wait for tomorrow to get answers to the questions I've been looking for all this time.
He took me to a bedroom where there was only a foam mattress with a pillow. No sheets or blankets. Not even a window, “This is not a room, but an isolation room!” my mind was so looking at the contents of the room from the door that was opened very wide.