I made pancakes. They look fine. I hope it's safe. I think it's safe to eat. I mean, I followed the recipe, so it should be fine.

I wanted to make Vincent an apology breakfast. It's just pancakes are like the only thing I can't get. It's too hard. I don't even have the 'family secret ingredient' to make it unique.

But I finished it. They look healthy, crisp, and golden brown.

I hope the insides are cooked.

I ignored my concern about the pancakes and finished the eggs and bacon, which I proudly accomplished.

"What are you doing?" Huge arms went around my waist as I gasped quietly.

"I'm making breakfast, duh." I teased. He grunted, smacking my ass. "Damn, Vincent, that hurt," I whined, and he chuckled, putting his head between my neck and shoulder.

"It was fucking supposed to, dumbass," he said, rubbing my ass with fake concern.

"You just want an excuse to touch my butt."

"Ok?"

I shook my head, escaping from his grip and setting the food down. "This is my breakfast apology, so you're going to eat it whether you like it or not."

Vincent looked at me, then at the food. "Damn, you did all of this as an apology?"

I nodded.

Vincent shook his head, kissing my forehead. "Fine."

He sat down and pulled on top of his lap. Then he started eating, very slowly though. He took like five minutes to eat bacon.

"Vincent, I've been meaning to talk to you," I said, trying not to pay attention to the bacon he's been holding for a while now.

"Yes?"

"The trip to Jamaica, I forgot to tell you about it last week, but Elora's boyfriend offered to take us to Jamaica with a plus one–"

"Do you really want to go?" Vincent asked, putting his food down.

I nodded eagerly.

"Then, we'll go. I'll pay for our tickets."

I jumped in his arms, squealing. "Thank you, thank you!"

"Alright, I'm done."

I furrowed my brow. "You only ate one bacon?"

Vincent nodded. "I can't eat too much and can't eat too fast; I'll throw up all day."

My jaw went wide. "Oh, I'm so sorry, I didn't know,"

Vincent smirked. "You're so cute. It's fine; I like what you did."

I smiled giddily, happy with myself. "I love you," I pecked his lips. Vincent smacked my ass again, and I glared. "Ok, you're done,"

"I'm just getting started, A'roya. Turn around." I yelped in shock when he tried to turn me around, but I blocked him just in time.

"Don't play," I said cockily, backing away from him

He teleports to my side, and I try to block his stupid ass, but then he juked me and slapped my ass harder. "Oh, ok," Vincent said.

"I forgot you could do that," I said, covering my buttcheeks from his wrath.

•┈••✦ ❤ ✦••┈•

Vincent went to work in his home office, leaving me to do whatever. I watched some anime, and then I got bored enough to watch Youtube movies and even took Loki on a walk.

Yes, I know he's a cat.

I don't want to be too clingy to Vincent. He spent some of his days with me, and now he needs to work. I'm sure he wouldn't mind if I came to his office to be a bitch anyway.

Yes, he would.

I don't know why I do this to myself.

I walked around, humming to myself, until I found another door. He didn't show me this room.

Why?

I was curious to see what he had there.

So I opened the door.....what I expected to see was probably a lot of blood....but it wasn't blood. He gets his supply of blood from the hospitals around here.

What I did see were sex toys.....lots of them; I didn't even know what some of them were. The only thing I could mention is the dildo, the big ass dildo.

I didn't know Vincent was zesty.

"It's not for me, A'roya."

I screamed, jumping up in embarrassment of having been caught in such a provocative room.

"V–Vincent, I–I was just–"

"You asked," he walked intimidatingly over to me. "If I was into BDSM, I said yes; what did you expect?"

My back hit the wall. "R–really? Well, um, S–show me." I wanted to sound confident, but I sounded like the innocent church girl I really am.

Vincent caged me in with his tattooed, muscled, yummy-looking arms. "Are you sure?" He whispered.

I nodded. "Very."

Vincent smirked. "Ok, we'll start with something small. Take off your dress,"

I nodded, slipping off my yellow sundress dress, leaving me in just my panties. Vincent's eyes dilate, he's felt my boobs, but he hasn't met them in person with his own two eyes.

"Get on the bed," he whispered, and I followed his instructions. "It's simple, don't cum, and I'll fuck you. If you do cum, I'll punish you."

I nodded. "Sounds easy enough."

Vincent chuckled against my neck. "Ok, A'roya."

He went down, sucking on my nipples, squeezing my boobs as I arched my back. "Vincent," I gasped.

"Shh," he shushed me as he removed my panties.

"Oh my god," I moaned, arching my back as he pumped his fingers in and out of me with so much speed I was wheezing. He groans, slapping my wet pussy. "Sir," I whined as he swiped his tongue on my clit.

"I want to hear how much I pleasure you." He said sexily.

Vincent gripped my thighs, burying his face in my pussy as I moaned out loud. His tongue moves across every part of me, the piercing on his tongue flicking across everything. It's almost impossible to stop my orgasm as he takes my pussy into his mouth and sucks on it.

"Ah! Please, sir." I bit my hand.

He sucks on my clit, hard and unexpectedly. My hips jumped up. I hold on to his hair as his tongue enters my hole, pressing against my walls with his piercing, and I almost entirely explode.

"Sir, stop. I can't hold it!" I squealed.

Vincent slowed down, torturing me before stopping. He smirked. "I'm impressed." I rolled my eyes, and he slapped my pussy roughly, almost having me cum right there and then. "We'll go over rules later, but rolling your eyes at me is fucking one of them."

"Sorry, sir."

Vincent almost smiled. "Good."

He pulled his massive dick out, and I gasped. "There's actually a ring on your dick!"

Vincent shrugged. "I wasn't lying. You weren't lying, either. I have a monster cock."

I giggled, but it soon turned into a whimper when he dragged his tip from the bottom to my clit, the metal piercing making me jerk when it touched my clit.

I can't fail, not when I'm so close.

"God-fucking-damn." He cursed.

He did the same action again, dragging his tip up and down my pussy, and I couldn't wait anymore. A second before he was probably going to shove his big cock inside me, I came.

Vincent paused. He looked irritated.

"I'm so sorry, sir–ah!" Vincent pulled me off the bed.

"Get on your knees, your ass up, facing me."

I nodded, getting into position. I thought he was going to spank me... he didn't. He spread my ass open, spitting on it and shoving one finger inside, then two.

I gasped. "Sir!"

He took his fingers out, replacing them with a cool metal object. I rolled my ass to try and get more friction, but Vincent smacked it. "Shh," he whispered as his hand rubbed my ass soothingly.

Then the thing in my ass started vibrating. I squealed, my nails digging into the floor. "Oh, my god!"

Vincent grabbed my hips, forcing me to stay still, then the vibrations got intense, and when it did, Vincent shoved his dick inside my pussy.

My eyes rolled back as he roughly pounded my insides. "Ah," I squealed. "Sir, please, slow down."

Vincent grabbed my braids and pulled them back, forcing himself deeper inside me, the ring on his tip creating more friction against my walls. "You're going to fucking take it. I want you to hold your cum, until I tell you to."

He moved swiftly and hard, pushing me against the floor as he fucked me with no mercy. My moans were loud, bouncing off the walls. My eyes rolled back as I used all my might to push back my orgasm, but Vincent brought me right back, hammering, rearranging my insides.

"Sir, please, please! I can't–" My words and moans got stuck in my throat as he grounded inside me, pummeling me to the floor.

I was now wheezing, tears pouring out. I was getting ready to disobey Vincent and cum. My body twitched and trembled, clenching against Vincent's hard dick, and he groaned, making the sexiest sound ever.

"Cum, A'roya, you can cum now."

"Oh, fuck!" I screamed out, writhing beneath Vincent as I came and came good. I panted. "Fuck," I whispered.

Vincent kissed my cheek. "You will now never be able to get away from my dick again."

"Oh, I don't want to, trust."