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M
y life had been moving in a positive direction ever since my mom and I decided to move in with the billionaire, Mr. John Powers. I had everything an 18 year old girl could want; I drove a brand new Mercedes, had diamond jewelry covering my nightstand and I went to the spa at least once a week. Mom was getting taken care of too and finally getting the spoiling that she deserved from a man. Mr. Powers took her out to a fancy restaurant weekly and showered her with expensive gifts all the time. She was always talking about how spoiled she felt and how she wished it had happened earlier in her life.

It was a vast difference from the life that we had come from. The old apartment filled with cockroaches was just a memory. There would never be another Christmas without gifts or having to eat spaghetti every night for a week straight. I would never have to catch my mom in tears again when she would see an eviction notice or a bill in the mail.

Of course, these new found freedoms definitely did not come free. Mr. Powers asked for one thing in return: my sexual obedience. I let him take my virginity a few months before and after that it was non-stop. He would fuck me at least a couple of times a week and even more when he got back from a long business trip. Mr. Powers and I’s relationship was sort of unspoken between my mom and I. She knew that it was happening and she knew that if I stopped letting him have his way with me, then we would both lose our lavish lifestyle and that wasn’t something that I was willing to give up. I loved my mom so much, that I couldn’t stand the thought of her ever going back to our old life.

I didn’t have to work at all any more, which gave me a lot of time to make friends and go to the mall. I even met a few cute boys at he mall, which normally I would have been really attracted to. Somehow, though, I compared every guy I met to Mr. Powers. The most obvious difference was that he was man and these guys at the mall were just boys. But there was something else, too. Mr. Powers had an authority that I submitted to and even craved. His muscular body, thick hair and beautiful eyes were just a side note compared to his dominance. When he was away on a business trip, I would masturbate in my room while I thought about him. None of the other boys could make me do that.

***

I
was relaxing in my room when I heard a car pull up in the driveway. I got up and walked to the window to see Mr. Powers stepping out of the back seat of his Mercedes as his driver held the door open for him.

Finally!
I thought to myself.
He’s back from his work trip.

I wasn’t completely sure how Mr. Powers felt about me and I doubted that it was the same way that I felt about him. I assumed that he just saw me as a young and fresh play toy who he could have hot sex with whenever he wanted. It was hard, because half of me resented him for making me have sex with him in order to live the lifestyle I had grown to love and the other half craved him and wanted him near me and inside of me as much as possible. It was a confusing thing for me, but I knew that I just had to learn to live with it.

I heard the front door of the house open. I glanced quickly in the mirror to make sure that I looked okay. I was having a lazy day so I was just wearing my sweat pants and tight pink t-shirt. I noticed that my boobs had gotten slightly bigger over the last couple of months and they were pushing out hard on my shirt and causing some cleavage to pour out over the top.

I ran down the stairs into the main area of the house where Mr. Powers was standing with his bags.

“Daddy!” I yelled out.

Mr. Powers smile got huge as he turned and saw me running towards him. I ran in for a hug and he grabbed me with his strong arms and picked me up, spinning me around. I felt safe when he held me and at the same time it felt dangerous. He was so powerful that I had no choice but to submit to him.

“How’s my beautiful girl doing today?” he asked.

I smiled and said, “I’m okay. I’ve been pretty bored all day, but I’m glad you’re here. Mom and I didn’t know what to do with ourselves.”

“Well I have some pretty exciting news that I want to share with you and your mother. Go get her and meet me in the kitchen.”

As I skipped up to the outside porch where my mom was sunbathing, I wondered what the good news could be. Usually, when Mr. Powers had good news, it meant that he had just bought us another piece of expensive jewelry or had booked a vacation for us.

“Mom!” I sang out. “Mr. Powers is home and says he has some good news for us!”

My mom sat up and smiled. I don’t think I ever saw her smile when I was growing up and I didn’t actually start seeing it until we moved in with Mr. Powers.

“I wonder what John has for us now,” my mom said.

As we walked down to the kitchen to meet Mr. Powers, my mom started talking about our new lives and what I was having to do in order to keep it.

“Listen, honey. I just want to thank you for keeping John happy the past couple of months. It’s meant a lot to me and I know it means a lot to him. We don’t usually talk about it, but I just want you to understand that I appreciate it. Also, if for some reason you ever don’t want to do it, then you don’t have to. We could figure out a way to get by without him. It would mean going back to that old apartment, but we could manage,” she said.

There was no way that I was going back to that old life of ours. I would do whatever it took to keep that life of luxury and my mom knew it. Mr. Powers knew it too.

“Mom, it’s okay. I want this life for both of us and I’ll do what it takes to keep it,” I responded.

My mom glanced over at me and her look got a little bit more serious.

“You’re on birth control, though, right?”

I stopped in my tracks and looked back at her. It was the first time she had ever brought it up. I was on birth control when we had first moved in, but Mr. Powers saw the tablets in my bathroom one day and picked them up and threw them in the trash. He told me to stop taking them and if he found out that I was, then he would ask my mom and I to move out. So, I did what Mr. Powers wanted and stopped taking the pills. This meant that every time Mr. Powers came in me was like playing a game of Russian roulette. He wanted an heir and he wanted to get me pregnant. I couldn’t tell my mom all of that, though, so I had to lie.

“Of course, Mom. I’ve been on birth control since I was 16. You worry too much,” I told her.

My mom’s serious face turned back into a smile.

“Let’s go see what John’s good news is,” she said, as she took my hand and walked with me down the stairs.

***

W
e walked into the kitchen to see Mr. Powers sitting at the dining room table wearing a white button down shirt with a black tie. He had an unusually large smile on his face. Typically, he was very demanding and stern with me, so it was rare that I got to see that smile.

“My beautiful ladies!” he said. “I have some exciting news!”

He motioned for us to come and sit down. I sat down next to him and he leaned in and kissed me on the cheek. His soft lips grazed my sensitive skin and for a moment, I got a little bit turned on. My mom sat awkwardly on the other side of the table and waited for him to finish. He slowly moved his face away from mine and then he rested his hand on my knee.

“I hope you girls had fun while I was gone and didn’t get in too much trouble,” he said, jokingly. “I missed you both and thought about you guys a lot.”

My mom smiled sheepishly and said, “We missed you too, John. It’s always nice when you get home from those long work trips.”

He looked over at me. I smiled and said, “Yeah, we missed you too, Daddy.”

I always felt like I need to appease Mr. Powers and I knew that he liked it when I called him that. If all I had to do to keep our current lifestyle was whatever he wanted, then I was willing to do it.

I glanced down to see his large package bulging in his slacks. I wondered if he was going to want to fuck me that night. It had been over a week and I imagined that he was started to want me again. Mr. Powers sat back in his chair and adjusted himself. It seemed that I had made his cock hard just saying those words to him.

“Well, what’s the good news then?” my mom asked, seeming annoyed at how touchy Mr. Powers was with me.

“Ah yes, the good news,” Mr. Powers said. “While I was in Europe, I ran into an old friend of mine by the name of Jack Canson. You probably haven’t heard of him, but in the business world, there is nobody like him. He makes my wealth look like the take-a-penny tray at the gas station. I got to talking with him at one of my meetings and he is considering making a huge investment in my company. I’m not talking hundreds of thousands of dollars either, I’m talking several hundred million. This has the potential to turn my company into an even larger empire.”

My mom and I’s jaws dropped in disbelief. Mr. Powers was about to become even more wealthy and we were going to be a part of it.

“I’m so happy for you, John,” my mom said, smiling.

I gave him a big hug and kissed him on the cheek.

“I can’t believe it! You’re so good at what you do, Mr. Powers,” I said.

He glanced at me and said, “Wait, what did you just call me?”

His tone had changed in an instant and he seemed kind of annoyed with me.

“Daddy. I meant to call you Daddy,” I responded, smiling innocently at him.

The smile came back to his face and I felt relieved. It was never a good idea to make Mr. Powers mad and I wasn’t sure I was ready to take the punishment that he would give me if I were to upset him.

“Anyway, Mr. Canson will be joining us for dinner tonight to discuss the deal. I want you all to make a great first impression with him, so dress really nice for us. I want my ladies looking as sexy as can be. Now, go get ready and I’ll see both of you at 7 for dinner,” he said.

My mom and I stood up and started to leave the room.

“Maddy,” Mr. Powers said with a serious tone. “Hold up a second. I want to talk to you.”

I turned back around and walked towards him. As I got closer I saw his eyes light up and even start to dilate. I knew that look that he gave and it usually meant that he wanted to ravage me. As I approached him, he stood up and held out hands. I let him pull me in close and it felt good to be back in his arms. I ran my hands up his forearms and all the way up to his biceps, letting my fingers feel every contour of his ripped muscles.

“If you’re a good girl tonight, maybe we can catch up on everything we’ve missed out on since I was out of town,” he said, with his cute little smirk.

I reached up and put my hands around the back of his head, thinking that he would want a kiss.

He grabbed my hands and put them back down to my sides.

“I said,
if
you’re a good girl,” he said, as he gripped me firmly.

I smiled up at him nervously. A part of me like it when he dominated me and it had become a guilty pleasure of mine.

“Turn around, I want to see that perfect little ass. I’ve been away for too long,” he said.

I turned around as I did I felt his hand slide down my back and onto my ass. He wrapped one arm around me and held me there, kissing the back of my neck. He squeezed my ass firmly, just like he always did when he was about to fuck me. I felt as my pussy started to get wet, and I was ready for him to have his way with me right there.

“God, I missed that ass,” he said, breathing heavy as he got turned on.

I reached behind me and felt his hard cock, ready to burst out of his slacks. He pushed my hand away and held it in front of me.

“I want to fuck you right now, but there’s no time. Mr. Canson will be here shortly. Now go upstairs and get ready,” he demanded.

I hesitantly walked away from him, turned on and disappointed for not being able to have him right then and there. The anticipation of fucking him got me lightheaded and my hands were shaking. I wearily walked out of the kitchen and up the stairs to my bedroom.

My pussy was throbbing from being so turned on and I couldn’t help but masturbate. I laid on bed and pulled my sweat pants and panties down below my knees. I played with my pussy, sliding my fingers in and out and running circles around my clit.