Obsession: Obsession Part 16

Layla was touching Miranda inappropriately giving the spectators a show. Most of the people dancing stopped and watched. Miranda didn't like the attention or the fact that Layla had her hands all over her. Miranda pulled away from her and grabbed the first guy she saw. He was more than happy to join her. He tried moving in close but Miranda held him at bay. Next thing she knew Layla and this new guy were sandwiching Miranda dancing almost erotically. Feeling really trapped Miranda pushed the guy hard and returned to the table.

Alec watched the show! The little witch was dancing like a s.l.u.t! Is that what she got up to when she didn't think he was around? Oh Miranda your days are f.u.c.king numbered. He watched her returned to the table all fl.u.s.tered. Her f.u.c.king clothes left nothing to the imagination. Ok kid, you were warned and apparently you didn't heed the warning.

As Miranda approached the table her heart sunk. Alec was there with Toni, Sally and Lilly. Why the f.u.c.k was he here? It was a f.u.c.king hen's night! "Hey Mira you look hot!" Toni was wearing a black mini dress. Her a.s.s was almost hanging out of the dress. Her legs were folded and Alec had his hand high up on her thighs. Toni was obviously drunk cos she was slurring and having shots. Alec looked like a f.u.c.king Adonis! He was gorgeous.

"Hey guys sorry I'm late... Again." Toni stood up and hugged her reaching over Alec. She offered her hand to shake his as he pulled her in for a peck on her cheek. "Nice moves." Miranda pulled away from him, how could two words scare her so much? He had watched her dance with Layla and it was obvious he wasn't impressed.

Alec couldn't take his eyes off Miranda. Her cleavage was in his view as it was for every other moron to see. Her eyes were everywhere except on his. Alec had deliberately got Toni drunk, that way he could focus his attention on Miranda. Music slowed down and the DJ invited the bride and groom to be to take the floor. Toni was on the dance floor in seconds. Alec followed her taking her in his arms for their slow dance.

They kissed pa.s.sionately, Miranda wanted to run so fast out of there but knew it was useless. As Alec always reminded her she had nowhere to run. He would always find her. As the song ended DJ asked for the groomsmen and bridesmaids to join the couple. Great this was all she needed.

Out of nowhere Chris was there grabbing her arm and pulling her to the dance floor. He quickly bought her in his arms and started swaying to the music. "f.u.c.k me Miranda you look f.u.c.king stunning!" He was staring deeply into her eyes. Miranda looked down trying to avoid this intimacy.

"Don't do that Miranda, don't look away," he lifted her chin lightly to face him.

"Chris I'm begging you don't do this. Not now please." Miranda feared for Chris now. f.u.c.k Alec was near them she knew it.

"Why the f.u.c.k not Miranda I'm in love with you, I'm dying here babe, why can't you give us a go? I will make you happy I swear." Without any warning he kissed her. Miranda was so shocked it took her a second to react. Pus.h.i.+ng him off her and trying not to make a scene.

"Chris you're going to ruin our friends.h.i.+p if you don't cut it out! Please just dance." So they resumed dancing, Miranda's heart beating so loud so afraid if Alec had witnessed that. Suddenly Chris was pulled away by Toni.

"There's my hunk of a bro give me a kiss man," she embraced her brother and started dancing with him leaving Alec taking Miranda's hand and pulling her into him hard. Their bodies were so close he had an arm around her waist and the other holding her hand as they moved to Chicago's glory of love.

They danced in silence for a while. Seemed like the entire world didn't exist, Miranda drowned in his scent. He always smelt like Alec, she would always recall that scent. "Are you sure you don't have anything else you wish to perform for us? I mean your erotic little dance was something, not to mention that kiss you shared with Chris! Oh and the fact your practically wearing nothing!" Miranda didn't answer. "You look like a f.u.c.king tramp! Trying to get laid is that it?"

"I'm not dressed like a tramp. I'm decent compared to everybody else. Why is it ok for Toni to dress like that I can't dress like this? I'm much more covered than her."

Alec gave Miranda a look that suggested she shut up. "Toni can walk around naked right now in this club I couldn't care less. You on the other hand know I don't like you to parade yourself yet you seem to do it at every given opportunity. Do I need to lock you up? Is that what will keep you under control?" Miranda tried pulling away from him. This topic was on dangerous ground. Miranda don't talk. Alec grabbed her hard slamming her onto his chest "Answer me!" He yelled in her ear.

"No, Alec you don't need to lock me up." She replied tartly. f.u.c.k Alec gave that lopsided smile again and Miranda knew she had pushed this guy's limit.

"Alec?"

"Oh f.u.c.k master no master," in that moment Miranda knew she was doomed.

"That's three strikes Miranda, and your f.u.c.king hair is down again! Tell me Miranda does Chris like your hair down? You can't be wearing it like that for me, I've never said I like it down. If anything I prefer you to keep it up... I don't like the way you are looked at when it is down." Alec knew he was being irrational but he pa.s.sed the stage of caring.

"I wore my hair down because I need to feel like I'm still human, why does it matter how I wear my hair?"

"It matters because you're a walking f.u.c.king hard on for every f.u.c.ker here! Maybe I'll get you to cut it all off! That's one less thing I'd need to worry about." Alec had tightened his grip around her. His rage rising.

"As you please master." Miranda didn't want him to think it affected her, she was acting like her hair didn't matter whether or not he cut it, inside she was dying. The music faded but he continued to hold her.

"I'm going to f.u.c.k you tonight Miranda, I'm thinking one last f.u.c.k while I'm still single." Alec knew that reminding her he was getting married would disrupt her whole facade. Miranda pulled away from him. She looked on the verge of crying.

"Why are you so cruel?" She blurted out. Watching Alec smile she knew the answer.

"I'm cruel to you because it gets me off like nothing else can. I thought I'd get over you, but seems my obsession has only begun."

"Hey f.u.c.kers I'm back!" Toni was so drunk to the point her t.i.ts were all but hanging out! She threw herself on Alec.

"Better get you home missy." Alec sounded so calm. Miranda couldn't believe the change in his mood. "Chris how bout you take her home. I'll sort out everything with club owner and make sure everybody gets home safely. I'll organize cabs and what not."

"No worries, Mira I'll take you home too it's on the way." Not on your f.u.c.king life.

"Miranda needs to help sort out these party goers. You should take Sally, Lilly and Layla with you." That's right Chris get the f.u.c.k outta here!

"Thanks anyway Chris but I have my car and I haven't drank anything but soda," wanting Chris to leave without further p.i.s.sing Alec off, Miranda tried to lessen the blow for Chris.

Alec stayed true to his word. After telling Miranda to sit the f.u.c.k down and not move, he went to the task of arranging rides and paid the ma.s.sive bill. When all but them remained he motioned for her to follow him "Let's go." He shook the owners hand and grabbed Miranda around her nape and led her to his car. Once in the car Miranda's heart was pounding.

"Where are we going?" She asked him hoping to get him to ease up on her.

"Where do you think? To a f.u.c.king hotel that's where!" Ok so it didn't look like he was easing up on her.

"Just a question... Master," he gave her a Don't be smart look. "How could you think of being with anybody else? You're getting married... To my best friend. How is that okay with you? What if she finds out? Doesn't it matter to you that you will be breaking her heart?" Alec looked over giving Miranda that smile.

"Sweetheart, don't concern with matters that you can't control. At the moment I am in need of a fix of you. Who knows maybe after I get married I won't you anymore." Great a big shot to straight in my heart.

"You'll be f.u.c.king your wife's best friend. Have you no morals? You claim to love her?"

"Miranda one more word from you so help me I'll f.u.c.king smack you!" That shut the little hothead up. The drive was pretty much silent the entire drive after that.

After driving for over forty minutes Alec pulled over at the entrance of a prestigious hotel. Five star for Alec deAngelo, nothing but the f.u.c.king best. Miranda almost rolled her eyes. The valet opened her car escorting her out and hopped around to take the keys from Alec.

Organizing a room was not a problem at all for Alec, everything happens when you have a s.h.i.+t load of money!

Miranda was feeling very anxious about the night ahead. How could he possibly f.u.c.k her knowing he will be married in less than two days? Miranda wasn't sure what she was more upset about, the fact that he was marrying her best friend or the fact that she was caught in the middle. Her body would betray her she didn't doubt that for a second and that made the betrayal to Toni all the worse.

Alec finished off with the receptionist and took his swipe with him. Putting his hand on the small of Miranda's back they headed for the lifts. Not a word pa.s.sed between them after he warned her to stop talking. He was already riled up at her for her display at the club earlier. He had a ma.s.sive hard on that wouldn't relent, it seemed that way every time she was near. She looked very nervous fiddling with her hands. But f.u.c.k if she didn't take his breath away.

Swiping the key and unlocking the door Alec moved allowing Miranda to enter... f.u.c.king acting like he was gentlemen, before Miranda could grasp the concept of what was happening Alec smashed her back onto the door tearing her outfit right throughout the middle. It came off in one tear! He choked her hard while pressing her lips into a punis.h.i.+ng kiss. He was relentless, he grabbed her breast one at a time squeezing them painfully. He lifted her up and wrapped her legs around him. Miranda was taken aback not expecting this so soon. He moved her thong and played with her p.u.s.s.y hissing in a breath when he felt her moisture. He groaned into her mouth.

Alec was lost to everything but the taste and smell of Miranda. He couldn't wait another f.u.c.king second, he needed his fix and he needed it now. He undid his trousers and in one swift motion thrust deep inside Miranda's hot little c.u.n.t earning a cry from her. f.u.c.k her c.u.n.t was tight. Alec continued to tease her c.l.i.t while f.u.c.king her.

Miranda didn't want to be aroused, she didn't want him to fill her with l.u.s.t and she didn't want him to stop. He was wreaking havoc in her body. She started moving against him trying to fulfill this need within her. Alec was a pro, he knew exactly how to fuel her fire, he was determined and Miranda's body being as traitorous as it was allowed him to use her to his advantage.

Alec was close he could feel his c.o.c.k throb and he knew he was about to spill his seed, he rubbed her c.l.i.t faster and harder than softly, only to increase the pressure. Alec felt Miranda's c.u.n.t contract around his c.o.c.k and that was enough to send him into a long awaited o.r.g.a.s.m. He was spent! Only Miranda could ever make him reach his climax with such force.

Alec pulled out of Miranda leaving her on her feet, very shaky and unsteady. She was speechless, her body had gone without any s.e.xual desires or needs in over a year, and just like that he awoke all her desires. Miranda considered herself to be the lowest of the low for allowing herself to have a mind blowing o.r.g.a.s.m with her best friend's fiance.

Alec headed in to the room's ensuite "Come here," he ordered. Obediently Miranda followed. He had started the shower and moved for her to enter. Again she did as he wanted without a word. He followed her in, the shower could probably fit two more people comfortably. A shower head on either side of the wall, Miranda a.s.sumed he wanted her to wash herself. So she went to the task of shampooing her hair, conditioning and was.h.i.+ng her body. Miranda was a little apprehensive about cleaning herself down there when he was watching.

Alec knew she was finding it hard for him to see her was.h.i.+ng her p.u.s.s.y, so he saved her the embarra.s.sment by doing it for her. Adding some body gel to his hand he moved over to her and turned her around. Her pressed his soapy palm inside the folds of her p.u.s.s.y and began to clean her womanhood. He heard her hiss in a breath. He added a little more body gel and started to move his hands between her p.u.s.s.y and her a.s.s seductively cleaning her completely.

Miranda was so humiliated she didn't know how to react to his grooming of her. She allowed him to do as he pleased. Caressing her as he washed her. He finally seemed happy with the results because he turned the water off and after drying himself handed a towel for her head and one for her body. Miranda was relieved to be able to cover herself.

Alec walked out and went straight to the king size bed. It was ironic that they had the honeymoon suite especially considering he was to be married day after the next. He waited for her to exit the bathroom. She looked like a lost dog. He let her stew for a while.

"Is there something I should be doing si... Master?" She asked. Really not knowing where he was at mentally. In the past after s.e.x he would always seem a little calmer, and she would be able to push her luck a little.

"Don't f.u.c.king talk! I like it better when you shut that sweet little mouth of yours." He clearly didn't seem calmer.

"Fine, whatever... I'll just sit here then," moving over to the sofa Miranda flopped down. She was clearly exhausted by the night's events. But she was dreaming if she thought he'd let her be for now.

Alec's mind was f.u.c.king him up. The fact that he would be married was starting to suffocate him. He needed Miranda with him with no complications. He wanted her available to him whenever he needed to touch, f.u.c.k or hurt her. f.u.c.king her now was a reminder of why his body craved her. It went beyond the physical, Miranda was his salvation, his life line, he found it hard to go on without her. He knew he was a sick f.u.c.k but that didn't deter him from wanting everything from her. He needed to hurt her for causing this s.h.i.+t inside his head, it was the only way to appease his monster.

Miranda waited patiently for his next move, hopefully he was fulfilled and would take her home. "The wall Miranda... You know what to do." When she looked up at him he motioned for her to go to the wall. He had put on his pants again but his tattooed chest was bare. Miranda's heart was pounding, she would be belted. Her fear started to rise and she became panicked, he was in that mood, the one where he needed to hurt her. Slowly making her way to the wall Miranda took off the towel and put her palms flat on the wall above her head. Her wet hair was sticking to her back making her s.h.i.+ver.

f.u.c.k Alec's d.i.c.k was fully erect, her obedience and submission made him ecstatic, little witch was learning. He moved to whisper to her ears. "Start counting baby," first lash of his belt hit her above her a.s.s. She screamed out.

"One sir."

"Oh no Miranda we need to start again... Let's see if you get it right this time." f.u.c.k she didn't know what he was on about. Again the belt came down hard on her back. Miranda cried out.

"One sir," and again it wasn't correct. By the third lash Miranda was in sobs. "One master." She cried praying she got it right.

"There's my good girl." He mocked. Ten strikes of the belt, Miranda was a total wreck, her body was battered and bruised. f.u.c.k she hated him with a pa.s.sion. His abuse of her body knew no limits. Finally the ordeal was over, he told her to go to the bed.

His hard on was crying for some attention, he knew she was in pain, but still he didn't care he needed more from her. He wanted to push her limits. She was still crying and wiping her face and this made his c.o.c.k throb with pleasure. "On your hands and knees," smiling to himself as she quietly obeyed him. "Head down," again she did as she was told. Caressing and kneading her a.s.s he moved a finger to see if her p.u.s.s.y was wet and sure enough it was. He knew she would become wet after he punished her, it's what made them work. "Say you love me," he really wanted to hear those words.

"No!" f.u.c.k him she thought, she took everything he dished out but he wasn't going to mock her again. Whether or not she did love him was for herself only. She would never allow him to humiliate her by using her feelings for him against her.

"No? No you don't love me or no you won't say it?" He continued to kneed her a.s.s and play with her p.u.s.s.y.

"Both!" She had enough, he was a f.u.c.king jerk playing with her like this. Slap! His palm slapped her a.s.s so hard she yelled.

"Say you love me," he was getting angry and more aroused.

"No... I hate you, I f.u.c.king hate you!" He slapped her backside again even harder than the first time. Miranda cried out.

"Say you love me," he waited.

"No," she was openly sobbing at this point. Her a.s.s felt like it was raw and her back was on fire. He was merciless.

"Say you love me," again he waited for her to say the words.

"No, you are a f.u.c.king monster and I hate you!" Something clicked in Alec, he was repeatedly slapping her a.s.s with such force now, he received a rush of adrenalin picked her up by her hair and smashed his palm across her face. Not releasing her hair he slapped her again and again, how f.u.c.king dare she say she hated him. He needed her to say she loved him. He threw her to the floor, at this point Miranda was s.h.i.+elding her head antic.i.p.ating more blows to her face.

Miranda was beyond scared, Alec had totally lost all control. He bent down and grabbed her by her chin. "Say you love me!" Pick your battles Miranda, but she had suffered too much to allow him this. His eyes were darkness, nothing there but darkness.

"No!" With the back of his hand he smashed it across her cheek, her head hitting the floor so hard... Miranda was once again taken to a place where pain didn't exist.

Chapter 19.

Alec was a f.u.c.king mess. He totally lost all self-discipline and control. He looked at Miranda sprawled on the ground unconscious. f.u.c.k! Poor baby he truly was a f.u.c.king monster. She refused to say she loved him and that sent him crazy. The wedding was so close and she would be black and blue. How would she explain this one?

Alec felt a thread of guilt for hurting her so bad, but then he recalled the reason why he was punis.h.i.+ng her. She f.u.c.king left him for a whole year! To Alec that was the ultimate betrayal. Still she acted submissive yet her spirit would always eventually fight back, this was what confused him about her. She'd take his abuse but somehow would always rebel be it with words or actions.

He lifted her gently placing her on the bed. He kissed her head. He wiped her face with a wet cloth. Looking at her sleeping he wanted to take her home and lock her up forever. He lay down beside her not touching her. He was happy enough to watch her sleep.

Miranda turned and winced from the pain. Her head throbbed, her back and her a.s.s were killing her. Trying really hard to open her eye, it felt like it was glued shut.

Finally managing to open her eyes Miranda drew in a breath, she knew her right eye was swollen. She tried to touch it and regretted the action. f.u.c.k me, he had beaten her like never before. He f.u.c.king lost the plot!

Trying really hard to focus she saw his silhouette beside her. Miranda knew she was pouting because her lips felt the size of a f.u.c.king baseball.

"Don't move," he said when she tried to get up. "Just rest for a bit." f.u.c.k you! She thought. He placed a straw in her mouth and ordered her to drink. Her throat felt like it was scratched on the inside. Withdrawing the straw Miranda once again attempted to sit up.

"f.u.c.k Miranda stay put," he sounded so frustrated.

"I have work in the morning, I'm taking the day of the wedding off so I need to be there tomorrow."

Miranda heard her voice it sounded so weak and defeated. Still she would act like everything was fine so he would let her go.

"f.u.c.k work," was Alec's reply to that. Miranda wanted to scream so loud. But she had no energy left whatsoever and she wouldn't risk his wrath.

"Need the money, so I can't f.u.c.k work." Miranda was in a lot of pain, every movement was causing her to suck in a breath. Still she managed to add a little b.i.t.c.hiness to her remark. Getting up slowly Alec tried to a.s.sist her and Miranda nudged him away as best as she could. To make matters worse, Miranda realized she had nothing at all to wear. Great! What now genius?

"I need clothes," he watched her struggle to stay composed. Her eye was starting to swell her cheeks looked blood shot red her lip was bruised and swollen. Her hair had dried into long silky waves. Her back was covered in welts from his belt. She looked f.u.c.king s.e.xy as h.e.l.l.

Alec stood up and paced the room. What the h.e.l.l did this maniac want now? He had satisfied his f.u.c.king desires, he f.u.c.ked her, humiliated her, belted her and then beat her. Wasn't that everything he l.u.s.ted after? All that in one night! Wow Miranda you sure bring out the best in people.

"You want to act like I just didn't beat you half to death? What the f.u.c.k Miranda?" Alec seemed confused. "I just f.u.c.ked you up kid, go look at yourself in the mirror! Go!" He gently grabbed her arm and pushed her to study herself in the mirror. "Look at yourself! You think it's worth the fight? Why do you continue to fight me? You like me hurting you?" Now it was Miranda's turn to be confused. Was he serious?

"Yes master I love it when you beat me up! I look forward to it. What I can't handle is you marrying Toni! I can f.u.c.king handle your twisted ways master, because you've made me as twisted as you."

Miranda moved away from him and went to the bathroom. She washed her face, f.u.c.k he sure did a number on her, and what of the wedding? How could she conceal her battered face? Grabbing a bathrobe Miranda wore it carefully trying to avoid further pain to her back.

He waited for her to come out. Alec hadn't expected the night to be as brutal as this, but when she was around he lost all logic. "I need clothes," yes he heard her the first time.

"I'll order you something for tomorrow, we're spending the night." He noticed her look of frustration.

"I need to go to work, Sam will lose his s.h.i.+t if I'm not there."

"f.u.c.k Sam, you don't need him," that's it Miranda wanted to tear her hair out.

"Actually I do need him. I need the money to make the rent. I need the money to pay my bills and to eat, so that would mean I need Sam." Miranda couldn't seem to take warning and wouldn't shut up.

"Miranda I have just physically f.u.c.king hurt you. How bout you don't f.u.c.king p.i.s.s me off anymore because sweetheart my temper has its limits." Miranda noticed his jaw clenching, which was never a good sign.