Terra Violette

Chapter 6

The lounge was ice cold. I felt like I was sitting in hell's waiting room, had it not been for my current situation, I would have been quite happy to be there. Despite his dirty ways, Draco had very good taste. The theme of his lounge was black and white with light grey walls and black and white furniture, a blue center carpet adding complement to the large blue water paintings on his wall. If it wasn't for the fact that I despised the man, I might have even complemented his taste in decor out loud. The meeting lasted about two hours with the two men, accompanied by their skivvies of course, discussing new routes and ways in which their partnership would benefit them. It was about 11pm when Jake finally left, he did not even look in my direction when he told me he'd be fetching me the next day. How could he do this to me? I was his wife wasn't I, how could he so easily hand me to another man as if I were a nobody?

"Aww baby. Come over here to daddy." He says as he makes himself more comfortable on the bed. I zoned out almost immediately after I entered Draco's room, his voice pulled me back to reality as I stood up from the edge and turned to face him. "Come closer baby, Jake ain't here no need to pretend you don't want me.", was he nuts? Was he just playing stupid or did he really think I was into him? He was now left in red silk boxers and a matching silk gown and he still had his grey checkered socks on. He looked like a mess, all he had done was remove his clothes and lay on the bed but he already had a bead of sweat tricking down his forehead and his pearl white chest hairs shone of sweat. These were all tell tale signs of his real age, this man was old enough to be my father. I looked at his chubby course looking hands as he whipped the sweat from his forehead. Where was this sweat even coming from? "Come over and let daddy touch your soft skin baby,", he said as he began moving towards me. I was shocked at the fact that he hadn't gotten mad yet, in fact he didn't look very intimidating right now. Either way, I couldn't take the risk. "Uhm, yeah c-could we get some drinks in first? It'll help get me worked up.", He frowned as I faked a flirtatious smile. Oh man I hope he didn't see through me. "Jake told me to sort you out if you weren't cooperating, I hope it doesn't get to that", fuvk. "Oh calm down daddy,", I said as I began moving to his mini bar fridge, "It's just a little drink before the fun starts.". If there was one thing I'd mastered while living with Jake, it was acting. He had forced me, countless times, to act normal in front of his 'business' partners after he had 'disciplined' me and I'd also gotten used to pretending to want to sleep with him even though I'd lost all s****l attraction to him a long time ago. "Well I'd like a scotch on the rocks then." he spoke as he sat back on the bed again. I turned around to face him as I secretly crushed my sleeping pills in my hand, the tinier the particles, the faster it would dissolve. I had decided about ten minutes before we entered his room that he'd be the one sleeping tonight. "Actually daddy, I was thinking that maybe you should try a cider tonight.", I dropped the powder into his glass and started pouring cider over it. "No, I only drink scotch." Oh no, what now. I pour myself a glass, I pick up his glass, while putting mine down, get on the bed, and crawl towards him. ".C'mon daddy, it's just a cider, a fruity juicy cider," I whisper this into his ear and take a small sip before handing him the glass, I hope a sip isn't going to affect me. He gives me a toothy grins he takes the glass from me and sips, "Mm, will you be as sweet?", I cringe internally as I smile and sip my own drink, "I'll probably be better, but never mind that, let's relax first because once we start we ain't stopping. Right daddy?" I say as I move to massage him, never have I ever felt such greasy shoulders in my life, his skin is hairy and feels to hot to be normal. I hold in a barf. "Yeah..." He gulps don't the rest of his drink and turns, quicker than a man of his size and age should be able to, to kiss me. I quickly turn my head to the side and hear him growl in annoyance. I'm fuvked. "Don't fuvking piss me off are you trying to fuvking play me?", "N-no,", I quickly reply, "Jake will get mad if I kiss another man.", he grips my neck, "Well Jake ain't fuvking here now is he? And he ain't gonna find out either now will he?". Could I really kiss this man without showing disgust? As a weak attempt I whisper, "He has his ways of finding out.".  He laughs lowly, bringing my head up to face him, "He does don't he?" without giving me a chance to reply he begins covering my neck with sloppy kisses and pushes my dress down, exposing my breasts in the process. This is it, the moment I've been dreading is here. He roughly grabs my left breast and moves his face towards it, I close my eyes and endure the pain, but just like that it stops and Draco's head drops onto my chest and his body goes heavy as he passes out. It worked, I let out a breath I hadn't realized I was holding. I struggle as I push him off my body, it takes me twenty whole minutes but in finally have him off and my dress back on. Now what? I stand up and begin towards the door but stop half way. Where will I go if I leave? I can't afford to have two drug lords after me. I turn towards the pitiful looking man behind me, he lays across the bed on his back with his mouth agape his potbelly somehow looks bigger than it did half an hour ago. What will Jake do to me when he finds out I drugged his new cash cow?