Not Even Death-Eternally Your Master (4 page)

She was deeply aroused watching him, so
close. She opened her mouth; pleading for him to come. Then she saw
the beginning of the eruption as he began to shake. He never took
his eyes off her mouth. She knew, in his mind, he was coming in her
dirty mouth. Markus would be pleased.

CHAPTER FOUR

Calico woke with
the sun. A happiness that had been gone for too long filled her
sleepy heart. Caring for her beloved Master in his final months had
drained any of her usual zest for life. All Markus had developed in
her seemed to fade into gritty darkness while watching her love
suffer. She owed her life to him and it didn’t seem fair that he be
taken from his so soon.

Since receiving the letter she’d begun to
slough off the grit and was finding the sparkle in life again. He
was still with her and had gone to such lengths to remain there,
for her.

Derrick would arrive later that afternoon.
After the tantalizing time they’d shared last night, Cali looked to
the day with promise.

She made sure the main quarters of the estate
were all in order. She hadn’t used most of the space since the
funeral, so there wasn’t much in the way of cleaning to be done.
She sat on the veranda having her coffee, looking out to the water
and listening to the sweet song of the sea gulls as they flew by.
Things seemed almost, normal.

After doing her chores and making lunch she
decided to get some sun before her guest arrived. She knew he’d put
her through her paces tonight and she hoped the warmth from the sun
would relax her muscles. After not playing for months his play
might seem more intense than what she’d experienced with him
before.

Stretching out on the lounger she let the
warmth carry her away. The waterfall feature of the pool played a
tranquil song that stilled her busy mind. She drifted in and out of
consciousness as she felt the sun settling deep into her up turned
ass. Since everything she hadn’t taken the time to relax and just
be her. Markus would be pleased.

Soft visions of the past filled her mind. The
visions weren’t dreams so much as memories flowing with the water,
in and out of her not quite sleeping mind.

~x~X~x~X~x~

Mid-Town Manhattan, 1999

She approached the office building in
Mid-town cautiously. She knew he’d be waiting and honestly didn’t
know what to expect. Without the chaos she was able to take him in.
As he came into view standing near the door she realized he was an
incredibly sexy man. Not bad for a suit, she mused.

“
Well if it isn’t the little alley cat.”
He said with a smile that gleamed white against his tan skin. He
didn’t move toward her, allowing her space to assess and come
closer to him. She was like a wounded animal in the wild and he
didn’t want to frighten her.

“
Oh yeah—alley cat huh?” she said with a
smirk. “My name is Carissa…in case you’re interested.”

“
Carissa…that is a pretty name…”He said,
narrowing his steel gray eyes, savoring the way her name sounded on
his lips.

She stood awkwardly, slumped in her big
coat. She wasn’t used to talking to the likes of him. Street
people, merchants and cops were the people she had the most
interaction with. He was a suit, a mark. Only he wasn’t. She
swallowed hard, trying to find something to say, twisting on her
toes reflexively, and slowly inching closer.

“
Yeah, whatever…it’s a name.” She tried
hard to brush the compliment to the pavement and into the gutter.
“I’m not all that attached to it if ya’ must know. The people who
chose it for me also chose to ruin my life. So whatever…you can
call me whatever ya’ like.”

“
Hmmm…I see.” There was something so
beautiful waiting to blossom from beneath the grime and attitude.
Her movements in the alley were surely feline, and the large
upturned eyes glowed with the translucence of amber, very much like
a cat.

“
Yeah, and what do you see?” Her tone was
suspicious, defensive but something drew her near. As she pulled
her hair out of the high pony-tail, it was obvious how
self-conscious she was about what he saw. Hiding behind her
dismissive demeanor she tried to morph into something worth
seeing.

As the hair tumbled down around her
shoulders a multitude of colors fell softly around her hardened
stare. Instantly, he knew what he’d call her.

He slowly draped a brown chunk of hair away
from her face. “I see a girl I can help…I see a girl who has so
much possibility. I see, Calico.” She looked up at him, then down,
trying to shield her face with her hair.

The clouds moved above her and a droplet of
sweat made its way down her nose, startling her from the images.
She stretched, adjusting herself and tried to return to the memory.
That night they’d eaten in the board room of his office. Later he’d
told her he knew she wouldn’t feel comfortable sitting at a
restaurant with everyone gawking. Boy, had he been right.

“
So, Miss Calico, I think I should take
you back to my place and give you a safe, comfortable bed to sleep
in.

There it was; she knew it was coming. “Hey,
didn’t I tell you I don’t do any of that stuff?” She stood her
ground but her insides were shaking. She was alone, at Cruz
Enterprises and no one knew where to find her.

“
Sure, I do what I gotta do…pick a few
pockets…run a few games…but so far,” She knocked twice on the side
of her head as if knocking on wood, “ What I’ve had to do, has not
included that.”

“
Kitten, you misunderstand me. I’ll have
the guest room prepared for you…Its very safe…And all the way on
the other side of house.” He gestured his arms in a “My house is
this big” motion that almost made her laugh.

“
You can even lock the door if you want.”
He said seriously trying to lighten her mood and convey
security.

She looked out the window, down to Broadway.
Everyone was hurrying around and no one knew or cared where she
was. Then she remembered Sheridan.

“
Hey, do you mind if I call my friend.
He’ll worry if he doesn’t see me around. We watch out for each
other out here ya’ know.” It wasn’t exactly a lie, but not
completely truth either.

“
No, that’s fine, go right ahead. You can
use the phone in my office for privacy. I’ll use this one to call
the car service.” He was very content having her in his space and
didn’t seem concerned in the least that she wanted to call in the
Calvary.

He led her to the phone and closed the door
behind her.

“
Hey,” She asked opening the door. “Where
are we goin’ anyway?”

“
Tonight we’ll go to the Hamptons. After
that, who knows?” He said with a satisfied laugh.

She pulled the door closed and dialed the
detective. She couldn’t believe this was happening. He might be the
only person in the world who would care enough to know where she
was.

“
Sheridan here…” His brusque voice came
onto the line.

“
Hey, Sheri, it’s me…..Carissa.” Her voice
was hushed, and quick. She didn’t want Mr. Super Suit to hear
her.

“
Oh boy…what’s goin’ on Caris’?” He was
afraid to ask the question.

“
I’m doin’ what ya’ said…I’m leavin’ the
city….I just wanted someone…you…to know where I’d be.” She paced
quickly around the large office, watching for shadows of feet at
the door.

“
Okay, I’ll bite….where ya’ gonna be?”
Detective Sheridan was waiting for the other shoe to drop.

“
Well, yanno how ya’ said to go out and
stir up some trouble in the Hamptons…well…yeah…I’m goin’ there.”
She leaned against the oversized mahogany desk, fingering the name
plate of Super Suit.

“
Well how do ya’ like that? You actually
listened to me huh?” He wasn’t her father, but he sorta sounded
like what she imagined one could be.

“
Yeah…but don’t go getting’ all full of
yourself there Sheri…It was a fluke.”

She heard the detective’s hearty laugh on
the other end. They loved bustin’ each other’s balls—she was going
to miss him.

“
So lemme ask ya’. Does the name Markus
Cruz mean anything to you?”Suddenly the only sound on the other end
of the phone was the sound of silence.

“
Sheridan ...You still there?” She asked
nervously whispering.

“
Yeah…I’m still here. What about Markus
Cruz?” He asked slowly, sounding a little unsettled.

“
That’s who’s taking me to the Hamptons…Do
you know him? Good guy or no?” She knew he’d be waiting and had to
cut it short.

“
I only know of Markus Cruz….But yeah…good
guy by all counts….You do realize, he’s filthy rich right? Like
Trump before all the bullshit, rich?”

“
Umm…no…I….didn’t….Hey, Sher, I gotta
run…I’m leavin’ your city. I’ll be in touch.”

She hung up the phone and looked back at the
name plate.

“
Wow, he really is Super Suit!”

~x~X~x~X~x~

A cloud was overhead blocking the sun she
knew it would pass, so she remained. The darkness lulled her right
back to sleep, to another dream. She was being touched, lightly on
the small piece of fabric that barely covered her sex. It was
soothing to feel the caress as the breeze blew through and kissed
at the bare edge of her pussy.

Markus loved taking her in sleep and she
loved being used that way. The value of his pleasure over her sleep
always enticed her. She was there to please after all.

She hadn’t dreamt like this since…it reminded
her of Markus. She did her best to think of the wonderful times, to
forget the anguish and pain.

The clouds moved slowly and then returned. It
could stay cloudy all day as long as she could continue this dream.
It felt so good, so real. The edge of her thong was moved and the
breeze danced fully over her exposed lips, she’d come close to
orgasm with just the breeze before, maybe, she would again.

The clouds seemed to be closer, it was darker
than before…then she felt it. A big hand covered her mouth; someone
was on top of her. She began to struggle realizing it hadn’t been a
dream at all! There were no clouds, only him—then he was inside and
pushing her legs apart.

Calico struggled even harder under the weight
of the stranger. His hand still covered her mouth and all she could
do was make noise and buck under his weight. As she tried to buck
him off she only succeeded in taking in more. His cock was deep
inside, stretching her.

“Shhh…Cali….don’t fight.” It was Derrick.

Knowing it was him put a new twist on things.
She stopped fighting instantly and allowed him unimpeded access.
Fuck this was hot!

“Markus told me all your fantasies… when I
saw you there, that little heart shaped ass looked so….inviting.
Your body responding to my touches…I had to take you.” He didn’t
let go of her mouth or miss a beat. He was taking her slowly,
opening what hadn’t been used in far too long. Damn, she felt
incredible!

If he’d pussyfooted around she may have
gotten shy, this way, her reaction was instinctual. He’d planned
this with Markus months before, knowing the first time would be the
most difficult for her to accept. She couldn’t be allowed to think
or consider. He just had to take her.

“
Your job, Derrick, is to shake up her world.” He
picked up the quaint snow globe from his desk—the first gift she’d
ever given him—and gave it a healthy shake before returning it to
its pedestal. All the glittering snow inside fell beautifully,
silently, into place. “Trust me. When you put her back
down…everything will be in its proper place.”

He straddled over her restrained form on the
lounge chair and then he felt it, she was raising her beautiful ass
for him. She was asking him to take her, opening herself up to him.
Her words were still muffled by his hand but her body told all she
couldn’t say. She wanted it as much as he did.
The hot little
minx!

Instantly, his cock felt a rush; he was
electrified as he continued with more vigor. Releasing her mouth,
he grabbed a fist full of her long dark hair and roughly pulled it
back. Her entire body arched in response. He looked down and
watched his cock disappearing beneath her pert, little ass. It was
a beautiful show and the sight furthered his gratification.

Cali started to glance back over her shoulder
and Derrick grabbed her hair firmly. She couldn’t look at him, not
yet; now she had to think of Markus.

She only just realized how much she’d missed
this. The feel of Markus on her back opening her for his
use—nothing would ever be denied. The haze was lifting as she felt
the heat of the wicked penetration and she wanted more. The quake
was beginning as he silently took her. Markus’ voice was in her
mind.