NOT Your GUARDIAN

SLAVE

I can be a pain in the arse, but most of all, I can be a pleasure.

***Sasi***

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I got out of the car and breathe in the fresh scent of the ocean. I could hear the clashing of the waves into the shore. There were a flock of birds above the clouds and the shining sun felt so good upon my pale skin. Early in the morning of our second month here in Batanes, I have decided that I wanted to go to a private beach resort and swim. We have a pool in the Villa, but nothing could beat the tranquility the ocean could bring.

I don’t know how to swim but I wanted to bathe in the sun and get a good tan on my skin. I am envious of how Nami’s skin glowed under the sunlight, and I want that for myself.

I requested, so of course, it was granted. I have no idea how they did it but in a mere 20 minutes, we are on the road and traveling.

Raki has been a good Thaat (slave), I'm having a lot of fun since last week. He swore to be my slave for two weeks as compensation for taking care of him on that fevered night. When he found out that I was the one who took care of him, he turned pale and reprimanded the rest of the boys. Jose’ who was on patrol that night outside the house, Daniels who fell sleeping after our hiking due to fatigue because he carried most of our baggage, and Jiro who was fixing our internet signal. The three of them has a good excuse but Raki insisted that they shouldn’t have let me attend to him being I, their employer.

So, he ended up giving me a chance to request something and in my blurry mind, I asked for him to be my slave. Coming at my every beck and call, be it little things like fixing me a snack, cleaning my nails, feeding me, fixing my hair, or be it big things like buying me a Thai milk tea in the middle of this foreign island and cooking a beef steak in the middle of the night.

I admit it’s chaotic and entertaining at the same time..

And another naughty idea played on my mind as I looked at him closely with a silly smile playing on my lips.

"What is it? What do you want this time?

He asked with a frown on his forehead.

"Carry me on your back."

I said out of nowhere that have him looking at me incredulously.

"What?"

"Why? You can't?"

"It's not that I can't, but why? You have two pairs of walking arms down there, make use of them."

He said frowning.

"I'm just feeling lazy. I don't want to walk. Carry me. I want to see myself sitting on that bench in five minutes."

I pointed to the wooden bench facing the ocean under a big mango tree about three hundred yards away.

He and the rest of the boys looked at me incredulously, but no one braved to question my words.

"Okay, get on my back."

He said squatting in front of me and I jumped on his back willingly.

The truth is, I missed my dad. He used to carry me on his back like this whenever we travel for a vacation. He would carry me until his back hurts, and he used to do that even after I turned eighteen.

As he slowly walked the pace towards the beach with his arms under my legs, I realized that I am beginning to get used to this intimacy with him. It felt that he wasn't a stranger to me anymore, but a person I could trust.

 And my trust comes with possessiveness. I want to own things, or persons that is close to me, because I don't want much, just a chosen few but totally mine.

He put me down slowly on the bench, my inner self smiling in satisfaction. I don't understand why I love to annoy him and see the crease between his brows increase.

"Anything else?"

He asked looking down on me. His eyes searching my face and I was mesmerized in its hazel brown depth for a moment. His angular jaws looked so sharp with his tan skin glowing in the sun. A few strands of hair swaying with the wind on his forehead.

God, he’s gorgeous! A total jaw-dropping human…

My unconsciousness whispered at the back of my head that I blinked a couple of times to clear my head.

When suddenly, I remembered something.

"Oh, I forgot my cellphone in the car."

I looked at him seriously, but my inner self is totally dancing in amusement as I saw horror and disbelief clouded his eyes.

"Okay, got it."

He said after letting out a deep sigh of surrender, then he turned around to get what I need. I kept smiling to myself as I breathe in the beauty of the place. The crystal-clear waters and its pure white sand looked like a bed of cotton candy.

Jiro slumped beside me on the beach after a couple of minutes. His white tank top fits perfectly on his muscled torso and never minding the sand sticking to his blue, dolphin-designed board short.

I chose to wear a black two-piece bathing suit under the yellow floral dress. I won’t be swimming that much today but I would be getting that tan that I want.

“Where are the others?”

I asked Jiro.

“Daniel and Jose’ took care of our rooms, Miss. Do you need anything?”

He looked at me still seated on the sand. I wanted to ask where was Raki, did he forget to go grab my cellphone? But I chose not to.

“N-no, it’s nothing.”

Jiro looked around the area at the few tourists and natives swimming in the distance, scanning the place like a sleuth. Then I noticed something and asked.

“Jiro, can I ask you something?”

“Yes miss, go ahead.”

He said.

“You guys were supposed to guard me, weren’t you? But how come I have never seen you guys carry a gun or something? I mean, how could you protect me with your bare hands?”

I shuddered at the memory of the man who attempted to abduct me.

“You haven’t seen our guns because we hide them well.”

He answered silently before raising his tank top and I saw a holster strapped on his waist.

“Especially when civilians are around, it could cause unnecessary misunderstanding so it’s a protocol not to show it. Besides, you must not fret Miss, all of us is a martial arts expert. Daniels and Jose are black belters of Judo, while the captain is a Muay Thai Master. And I, am a taekwondo gold medalist. So yeah, we could protect you with our bare hands.”

He smiled at me as my mouth hanging open.

I have no idea that I am surrounded by threats themselves,  good thing they are on my side. With that, my mind was put at ease.

I expected Raki to take a little longer to get back, but never in my wildest dream that he would come back looking like a f*****g s*x god.

There he is, jogging slowly towards me in a blue floral shirt widely opened at the front, swinging with the wind and a loose plain blue board shorts. His body glistening with tiny drops of sweat under the sun.

The time seemed to slow down as he took a swing with his hair towards the side. Oh, what was that? He looked so delectable that I gulped down twice.

No, I am not interested in his meaty bouncy chest, nor in his big veiny hands. Not in the least interested if his six-pack abs are showing between those open front of his shirt.

So, what if all the girls passing by eyed him hungrily? The hell do I care?

Huh, he is my thaat, he is mine.

Eimy snorted back at me.

I sneered at him as he came closer holding my cellphone.

Then he slumped beside Jiro on the sand and drank bottled water he probably retrieved from the car.

And of course, I am not looking at that Adam's apple going up and down as he swallowed gulps of water, some drops spilling at the corners of his lips, dripping into his exposed chest.

I didn't see that.

Yes, you did!

Eimy yelled back at me.

I looked away into the open ocean to calm my nerves that started to vibrate.

Suddenly, I felt so thirsty too. Maybe he noticed me licking my lips, so he gave me another bottled water and I chug it down hungrily. These scenes are getting me nervous.

... to be updated after a few hours.. come back later.