Surviving Gangster's Love

Smacked

It felt as if I was some teenager caught smoking by the homeroom teacher. Katy was taken away in front of me, in the same black van I was put in a few days ago, and all I could do was stand there with half-formed words in my mouth. Mr Xi took me by the hand and walked to his car as I was turning towards Katy and back.

"But.. but Mr Xi, my friend.."

"She will be sent home safely. You worry about yourself." He interjected tersely.

Even in my buzzed state, I could sense anger in his voice. He opened the car door for me, stuffing me in and putting on the seat belt in a huff as if I was a troublesome kid. Alcohol is a dangerous thing. It makes you forget your situation. It makes you bolder, you feel like you can say what you want. For me to be drunk sitting next to Mr Xi, who was also mad, was the closest I had pushed myself to death.

The next thing I remember is stopping at the traffic light and some people playing loud music in the jeep next to us. By then, I had forgotten everything about Katy or where I was. I pulled down the window glass and started vibing with those random strangers. They were also hooting and cheering for me. That was the last straw, I think.

"You seem very enthusiastic, Mrs Clements." He said very serenly, but it sounded like a danger-alarm to me.

When we reached his place, he simply left me in the car and walked inside the mansion. I remember being confused for a while, sitting there, until a kind-looking maid opened the car door and said that I should follow Mr Xi. So I did just that. All my focus on putting one leg after the other. The buzz was subsiding a little by then, but I was still tipsy.

He was walking ahead of me, never looking back even once, but the moment I entered his room, he turned suddenly and dragged me by the hand, throwing me on his bed, like a pile of clothes. The sudden movement made me a little dizzy. He was opening his cufflinks and the buttons of his waist coat leisurely.

"I don't need to restrain myself. You like being hit and bruised, it seems." His voice was as calm as ever.

I almost got completely sober hearing that. It was scary. At the same time, I could also feel the slimy something inside me twisting when listening to those words.

"That man started it, he was grabbing Katy." I said as an explanation, and suddenly it felt like I was complaining. I can not remember when was the last time I was scolded or confronted for doing something wrong. There were no occasions for complaining or acting up. Sitting on Mr Xi's bed crossed-legged, that night, I felt like complaining.

"So you go to him and start brawling like that? With a man double your size?"

"Where I am seeing this from, it simply looks like you were asking for a beating, Sera."

I was tongue-tied, as he proceeded to take off his shirt and unbuckled the belt.

"Would I just stand there and watch it happen?" I think the alcohol in my system was still supplying the courage packages to my brain.

"You could have called Ranon. He told you to contact him in need, did'nt he?"

"If not, you could have asked the owner to call the bouncers."

I was thinking to myself that I was too drunk for any of that. Was I deliberately looking for trouble? I don't know. It was true that I had never gotten into a fight like that before, and that it was very unlike me. But, anyone might have reacted in a similar way. While I was lost in thoughts, Mr Xi had undressed, except for his pants. He proceeded to come and stand in front of me.

"I am hoping you can manage a blowjob. I gave you ten days."

I was totally taken aback by the sudden change of topic. Also, he had never mentioned learning anything last time. I was looking at him all confused.

"Or maybe not. I don't want you vomiting all over my bed."

He took me by the hand and started walking towards the washroom.

"Mr Xi?" I managed to speak.

"You reek of alcohol. It is unappetizing," he replied.

He took me inside the washroom and stood me under the showerhead. The next moment, ice-cold water started pouring over me. I flinched and a little cry left my mouth as I tried to dodge it with a start. But Mr Xi held my shoulders, making me stand right under the shower. He removed my hoodie and I was shivering in the cold water, in a bra and denim shorts. It was like pins falling on my skin for the first several seconds, but it got better later.

He was hugging me from behind and as we eased to the temperature of water, I could feel the mood changing. His lips on my shoulders, a series of light butterfly kisses followed by a mean, hard bite. Pain surged in me and I heard myself letting out a sensual low moan. It was so strange to hear myself making such a sound. I remember putting both my hands on my mouth in surprise.

"You do like pain, don't you?" I heard Mr Xi's muffled voice, his face grazing my collar bones. I felt like being stuck by something. Had I exposed myself?

"No..no.. It is not so." I stuttered.

"It is okay, Sera. I hope you do because that's how I like it." He increased the strength with which he was holding my arms, crushing them, and I could not help but bend my head back in pleasure, giving him more access to my clavicle.

"Don't get too excited though, I don't f**k drunk people." He was leaving a trail of bites near my collar bone.

"You have a bruise from another man on your face. Do you think I would like to f**k a face like that?" I could feel his organ poking me in the back as he was saying this.

I felt a heat rising in my stomach, reaching for my head. I don't know if it was frustration or annoyance, but I felt like stamping my feet. He was rubbing his pelvis area on my ass and I could feel him getting bigger. He dry humped himself to release. The repetitive bumping had me a little sore in my back. But what was more frustrating was that I felt very unsatisfied. I felt a deep urge for more. So I turned around, he was panting with an afterglow of release on his face.

"Who told you that you could turn?" He said between his clenched teeth, his expression turning completely cold. Next thing, he was dragging me by the hair. I was falling on the bed the next moment. He sat on the corner of bed, then pulled my hand, pulling me towards him. He told me to lie on my stomach on his lap. I had no idea what he was doing. He pulled down my denim shorts. It was wet and stuck to my skin, so he had to peel it off my ass.

I was lying in my underpants, on his lap, with my ass up in air and the next moment, I heard a loud 'PA'. It was such a sharp sound that it took me sometime to connect it with the smarting I felt on my ass cheek. Then came a few rubs and another smack. PA. It stinged.

"It isn't really a punishment, since you like it, but make sure to follow my requests next time, Sera." He was rubbing me while he was speaking and the moment he stopped speaking, came another blow. PA.

I was sure my ass would have turned red by that time. His rubs were so thorough, so careful, as if he was healing the pain induced by someone else and suddenly he would smack in between the cressing and rubbing. My breathing was turning rapid with anticipation and the thrill of it. It was so embarrassing to be lying on a man's lap and to be smacked like that, yet it turned me on. There was no hiding my filthy slimy insides in front of Mr Xi. At that point, it was clear as day that I was enjoying it.