Chapter Sixteen- More Unrequested Bonding Time With Daddy Part One

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I knew from that look on her face she was aching to know what I think about that and I was not going to tell her the truth- because the truth is, I have been giving the Devil being my first too much consideration. I can't help it, he is extraordinary in every sense- extraordinarily powerful, extraordinarily evil and extraordinarily beautiful.

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"There is no need for you to come inside with me, I will not be taking long." I addressed Varto and was relieved when he nodded his head and took a step back instead of insisting on entering into the bathroom with me and waiting for me outside the stall while I use the toilet. Usually I allow him to come with me because he always badgers me to, but this time I can't afford any prying eyes and his vigilant ears.

I slipped inside the luxurious stall reserved only for me and quickly got Junia on video call.

"Hey! Wow! I was literally about to call you, I have so much tea to share with you!" Jun's ebullient voice resonated around the small room, making me cringe a bit because I was trying to be very discreet.

"Shhhhh! Shhhh…" I hushed her, taking a quick peek outside to see if anyone had stepped inside, but the coast was still clear and all the stalls were still empty. "Babes, keep your voice down a bit, I am in the school toilet and I don't want to call for any attention."

Her cute face scrunched up slightly as she analyzed my background. "Why are you calling me in the school toilet though?"

"Because I have fucking bodyguards who follow me everywhere and I do not want them to overhear our conversation and go running to daddy. I know they report to him every day and tell him everything their fucking ears grasp." I explained, and ridiculously enough, I could not mention the word "daddy" without heat dispersing to my cheeks.

Jun narrowed her eyes and brought her face closer to the camera as if to get a better read of me before she gave me this knowing look and asked, "Are you okay, babe? You look a bit…. Hmmm… flustered… a bit hot and bothered!

Wow, she picked up on my flushed state, I did not realise that I was being that obvious- wow I have it bad!

I exhaled deeply and covered my face with my hand as I blushed to conceal the silly grin from Jun. I quickly composed myself but soon crumbled when I had to confess to her the reason I was this flustered. "I feel like I'm losing my mind, Jun, I can't stop thinking about him." I covered my face yet again and expelled a small scream onto my palm. I can't believe I am acting like a preteen with a crush- this is my step- father we are talking about, my mother's husband!

"Can't stop thinking about who?" That knowing look never left her face and her smile contradicted her feigned confusion. She knew damn well what I was talking about.

"Come on, you know who I am talking about, don't make me say it!" I looked away as she squealed and began humming in a very suggestive manner.

"Look at you blushing like that, I knew that this was going to happen!" How can this girl be so excited?! I do not think she understands the seriousness of this predicament I am in.

"You do not understand, Jun. Some really strange things have been happening…." I could feel myself suffering from a running tongue when I had to list the transcendent experiences I had over the weekend. "I know this is going to sound insane, but I think he can read my mind, he did it more than once, he said exactly what I was thinking and…and, I was sitting at the dining table with him and we communicated through my head, my mind, it was like was weird telepathic stuff and … the worst part is…. I…" I delayed the next words because I was a bit embarrassed and Jun just kept quiet and waited for me to finish. "I keep having very vivid visions, daydreams or whatever they are of us having… you know… of us having sex- there I said it…. And you were right… I think he is attracted to me or something and I'm definitely not a daughter to him or just another poor, annoying existence beneath him." My begrudgingly expressed admission inspired some titters out of her and her wide grin could not be trimmed, even after I revealed my crazy suspicions to her. "I am beginning to think he is not a human being, Jun and that terrifies me a lot."

"Of course he is not one of us, he is the Devil."

"Jun I'm being serious, I do not mean it as a metaphor this time," I told her in a more austere tone to show that I was dead serious. Because of his reputation and his indisputably evil heart, my step- father was dubbed The Devil and I have been referring to him as the Lord Of Hell ever since, but it hasn't been until recently that I have been thinking that that title might suit him too well. "I think he really is the Devil or some supernatural being like a warlock or something. When I was nine years old I swear I thought I saw his eyes turn completely pitch black, mom told me that that was just a fraction of my imagination. He wants something from me Jun, and he keeps making these declarations, telling me that I will be his forever, that I cannot run away from him, that he has been waiting for me for thousands of years, and… I was having another vision in Mrs Jenmuk's class, imagine- Mrs Jenmuk of all people! He told me he will not leave my mind until I accept my fate and I think that's what going to happen- I swear I cannot stop thinking about him… and the more I think about him, the more I-" I bit my tongue before I could confess the rest and I had never seen Jun so still, so focused, her pensive gaze was fixated on me and you could tell she was processing what I told her thoroughly.

"I do not think you're insane, you know I believe in sorts of stuff, ghosts, witches, supernatural entities, demons and other superstitious, crazy shit… but I am still in disbelief and now that you've mentioned it…. Remember that time you told me some insurgents coerced two of your mother's bodyguards to assassinate him and he was shot in the head nine times and in the chest eleven times and he walked out just fine, he did not end up at the morgue or at the hospital for that matter! He never gets sick, he likes to suddenly appear out of nowhere, he has an entire prison full of innocent civilians, he likes killing people for nothing, he does not laugh, he loves the dark, his eyes are dead, he is as good as Invincible, and now you're telling me that he can read your mind and has telepathic powers- that, does not sound like a human being to me. I am not saying he is Devil… I mean he could be some insane psycho who suffers from delusions and thinks that you two were something some thousands of years ago…. I don't know babes… what do you think he wants from you?"

I shrugged my shoulders, I did not have an immediate response after entertaining the thought of my mother's husband being a deranged psychopath, but I will admit, that would be a much better reality than him being a whole Satan. "I don't know Jun… he wants to own me? But he already owns me so I don't think that's it… Sex? Maybe he feels entitled to my virginity seeing as I belong to him? Maybe he just wants to get down with a virgin or something like that, I don't know." I knew from that look on her face she was aching to know what I think about that and I was not going to tell her the truth- because the truth is, I have been giving the Devil being my first too much consideration. I can't help it, he is extraordinary in every sense- extraordinarily powerful, extraordinarily evil and extraordinarily beautiful.

He is my Oliviero.

"Look at you biting your lips like that rrrrhhh.." Jun purred salaciously and tucked her own bottom lip between her teeth.

"Stop, I was not biting my lips like that." My flustered expression stated otherwise.

"I do not blame you, Nessa, the man is something else, he is on his own level, he is fucking unbelievable so if he wants to dip his stick in your honeypot-" I watched in increasing awe as she repositioned herself, laid on her bed, moved the camera to her crotch and spread her legs wide open, "I do not see why not, daddy, get in daddy dearest, you are welcome inside, make yourself comfortable."

"You are crazy," I laughed at her little slutty performance, but the thought still had my heart fluttering nonetheless, "I can't have sex with him, I do not want to ruin my mother's marriage, I would hate myself forever if I ever hurt her like that." Jun brought her thighs together and sat up.

"Are you tempted to though… like let's take your mother out of the equation, do you want to get down on all of that mhmmm! Mhmmm! Mhmmm!?" I blushed so hard at her question that my expressions alone sufficed as a response.

"Oh my god, Jun! I swear I have it bad and I feel so guilty about it…." I screamed into my palm briefly again before meeting her eyes again and that raised brow I was too accustomed to.

"What- did- you- do- Nessa?! Out with it?!"

"I- I- I- okay… huuuu…" I exhaled loudly, too bashful to say it all at once.. "I-I…. "

"You dropped on your knees and gave him a blowie in his office?"

"What?! No! It has not gotten that far yet- no - I mean- urggghhhh never mind!"

"Yet!!!" Jun squeaked and squealed like an excited, whimsical cartoon character. "Sounds to me like babes is keeping an open mind."

"Noooo…" Uhhh fuck! I wish my reactions and advocate for me. "Okay… I will say it… I- I fingered myself in the shower thinking about him fucking me hard with the most amazing- no, I know you want all the details, but I won't say it, I don't want to sound like a massive slut…. But…. It felt so good babes, I have never came that hard… urggghhhh I feel so bad, imagine if mom finds out!"

"No Nessa, do not do that to yourself, do not feel bad and beat yourself up about it. You have hormones and have been deprived of male attention your whole life, because of him at that and… he is hot and confusing you, he knows what he is doing, a man like that would make any woman wet-" I cut her off before she could utter the rest of her speech.

"I have caught feelings, last night I looked at him and wanted him to kiss me so badly… no… no…. This has to stop… I am going to try my best to avoid him, I have to stop thinking that I can be Tarlia, this is not a novel, this is real life- I already have it bad: he makes me wet without even touching me, I can't get him out of my mind, I can't say no to him so I know if I don't do something, it will happen, we will have sex and next thing I know I will be addicted, we'll be fucking all over the place and I will be a full-blown mistress and he will want to get rid of my mother because he no longer needs her and I do not want that."

"Okay, I have a suggestion." Jun told me.

"As long as it does not include me sampling him or letting him sample me, I am all ears."

She quickly shook her head. "No, I am trying to limit the interaction between you and him, so no sampling is involved. You need male attention, that's the only cure for hormones, there's too much pent up sexual tension, you need to stop living like a nun and explore…. Soo… my advice to you is, get a boyfriend, get someone else to fantasize about and get off to."

Well I was not expecting that, but that is not an entirely bad idea- in fact it wouldn't be bad if it was not IMPOSSIBLE!!

Hmmm…… but she makes a good point there….