Still Casey’s POV
“You are dead, Casey. You are so fucking dead!
Where the fuck are you, and what is happening with the cameras in that fucking house!”
I got terrified when I heard the anger in his tone of voice, it seems like he knows exactly what I have done. My phone was on speaker and we both heard his voice through the receiver, and we got up immediately, running in a different directions. I ran out of the control room naked, I was too scared to pick up my clothes and put them on, I couldn’t even wait around to find my clothes, I just ran out of Tyler’s room and I ran straight to my room without stopping for even one second.
I half expected him to be sitting down in my room, waiting for me. My heart was beating faster as I pushed the door open. But when I peeked into my room and found it completely empty, I felt so relieved. I could have lost my life, Gosh, what the hell was I thinking?
“Casey!
You had better deal up now, and spare me the stress of running back home to beat the truth out of you.
Casey!
Casey!
What the fuck are you doing?
Who are you screwing in my fucking house?
Casey…
Don’t you fucking keep me waiting!
Are you ignoring me!
I’ll kill you!
And I’ll fucking kill the bastard that is making you fuck with me!
I’ll kill you!
I’ll kill you two!
I’ll maim you!
I’ll strangle you?”
I did not end the call when I ran off from Tyler’s room, I just left him to continue ranting like a fucking idiot. I didn’t want to respond because I don’t know where he is at the moment, he could have snuck back into the house without making too much noise, uneven thought that he would be waiting in my room. I waited until I confirmed that he wasn’t in my room, then I ran straight into my bathroom, then I filled the bathtub with water and I added my bathing essentials into my bathtub.
I know Austin, I knew he wouldn’t drop the call until I respond to him. This is not the first time that he is calling me on the phone and expressing his anger and disdain toward me. Whenever he gets upset by anyone or anything at all, he quickly transfers the anger to me. He calls me on the phone and speaks to me in that hurtful tone, and I have no choice but to stomach it all and pretend to be okay with it.
The only reason I panicked today is that I was in bed with Tyler when he had called, and from the sound of his voice, it felt like he knows something. That scared the shit out of me, I thought we have been made, and I heard for my life and Tyler’s. Not to mention my kids and my parents as well. It would have been so crazy if we let our secret out now that we are so close to finding the secret hideout that he kept my kids. All our efforts would have been in vain, and it would have been my fault.
Damn!
This is all so crazy…
I filled my bathtub with water, and I sank my body into the bathtub, pretending to have a bath. He was still yelling nonstop on the phone, calling me a whore and a bitch. I soaked myself in the bathtub for a few minutes, then I picked up the phone and switched it to video call, giving him a good view of my current position.
“You don’t have to take out your anger on me always, Austin. It’s not fair to be treated this way by a man I call my husband. It would be nice if you treat me like a human for once, I don’t deserve this bitterness and anger from you, I don’t deserve this treatment to are giving me, I don’t deserve it!
I don’t deserve it!
I don’t deserve it!” I let out sadly, sobbing at the end of it. He was silent for a few seconds, and I knew he was assessing the situation before he could respond to me. I forced a few tears out of my eyes, trying to make it look real. I know that I would never earn his sympathy or concern, but if he believes that I was truly in here all along, it would save my life and my family.
“You think you are so smart, don’t you?” he asked me in a sarcastic tone. Making me look at him in surprise as I imagined what could be going through his mind at the moment. Could he have planted a spy on me, did one of the guards report to him that I have something going on with Tyler, did they tell him that I sneak around the house when he is not around?
I don’t know what to think, this is the first time I’m doing this, I’ve never fucked another man, I did it because I love Tyler and I know he loves me too. We are planning a future together, and we are planning a future together. I wish I’d met him before I met this bastard, I wish we had met under different circumstances. Our first time together is supposed to be memorable and sweet, but here I am fearing for our lives and the lives of everyone around us.
“What do you want from me, Austin?
What did I ever do to you, why do you hate me so much?” I cried out in pain, forcing out real tears from my eyes. I am playing mind games with him, I’m trying to get him to feel a little guilty for treating me this way. I don’t mind doing anything, I don’t care what I have to do or say, as long as he buys my act and spares my lover and my family, that is all I ever care about. If only I can make him believe that I wasn’t doing anything, I have no idea what I’m doing, I have no idea what else to do.
He ended the call when I kept talking nonstop, then I heard the beeping on my phone that alerted me to a message. I saw that the message was from Tyler, so I tapped on the screen and opened it immediately,
“I traced his car, he is heading this way. Stick to your story, I will take care of the rest. Your clothes are on the bed, I’ve taken care of all the evidence, and you have nothing to worry about. Just stick to your story, I’ll deal with him when he arrives. Thank you for making me feel love once again I love you.” I smiled when I received his message, he is so thoughtful and caring. I don’t care if we get caught, I don’t even care if he kills us both. I’m glad I got to meet him, and I’m happy I got to be loved genuinely by an amazing man.
I heard the sound of the gate being opened and I knew he was back. I didn’t get out of the tub, I sat in there and waited for him to come in to me. I don’t know what he would do to me, but I won’t run around like a headless chicken because of him. I’m sure that he has no evidence of my affairs with Tyler, there is no way he would hurt me when he isn’t sure of it. He may be a maniac, and he may hate and despise me, but I’m sure he won’t kill me without evidence of my infidelity, and he won’t hurt me or my family because he still needs me.
I waited for almost thirty minutes, but he didn’t show up. I nearly panicked when I didn’t hear anything from him. I’m sure I heard his voice giving commands to his boys downstairs. I stepped out of the bathtub and went to get my Thrusting Jackrabbit, my Rabbit Thrusting Vibrator.
Yeah, I have a Vibrator, and I fucking love it. Tyler got it for me, and trust me, If I’m given the chance to choose between Austin and my vibrators, I would prefer to be screwing myself with these sex toys than to have him around me. Yes, I love the feeling of a real, live partner but I certainly don’t want all the emotional baggage that comes with it. And that is why Tyler got me these vibrators, I have them all, in different shapes and sizes.
You see, we were watching a movie, Sex, And The City. We watched as a mere vibrator literally kept Charlotte in bed for days, and I told him I wanted one of those. Well, that’s this guy, he got it for me. It’s called the Thrusting Jackrabbit, it’s a tool that stimulates both my G-Spot and clitoris at the same time while thrusting in and out of my vagina. It’s got little orbs that whirl around while it pulses for increased stimulation, too.
You remember when they says that “vibrators are a tool for female sexual liberation,” Well, I’ll tell you honestly, the rabbit will make you feel liberated as hell. This is just as good as the real thing. Two separate motors power a thrusting head and wiggling bunny ears, paying equal attention to your G-spot and clit. As long as you never lose the charger, you might never need a partner again.
But I do need a partner, I need Tyler. A million sex toys can never be compared to the pleasure he brings me. These sex toys bring me pleasure, but I would rather lose them than lose Tyler. I don’t know what he is planning, but I’m going to stick to my story as he told me. I’m going to make it practically impossible for him to doubt me. I’ve been hiding it from him. I never use it when he is around, but I think it is way better to be caught with sex toys than to be caught with Tyler.
I got out my favorite Thrusting Jackrabbit, And I kept the box close by. I wanted him to see me doing it, that way he would have no reason to suspect Tyler and I. He has no choice but to believe, I made it so convincing, and I moaned out loudly as I masturbated in the bathtub, pleasuring myself and moaning like a pornstar.
“You fucking whore!
How dare you pleasure yourself without my permission?
Are you fucking insane?” he yelled out in anger, snapping me back to reality. I was expecting him to show up anytime soon, I simply wanted to put up a show to convince him that I haven’t left this room since he left, but immediately I felt the stimulation on my G-Spot and clitoris, I couldn’t stop myself from thrusting in and out of my vagina. The feeling is heavenly, I can’t believe that I’m still getting so wet after I just had my orgasm from Tyler.
I did not hear him opening the front door, I didn’t even hear him opening the bathroom door, I only got startled when he yelled at me and kicked the box in the corner that contains my sex toys.
“I… I… I’m sorry…” I let out through ragged breadth, trying so hard to catch my breath. He walked towards me and slapped the vibrator out of my hand, glaring daggers at me.
“You Want internal pleasure?
You Want to reach what your fingers can’t reach, and you feel my fucking dick ain’t enough for you, right?
If that is how you feel, then you don’t need the Thrusting Jackrabbit, my love. You need this!” he let out furiously, smirking evilly at me as he picked up the 12 Inch King Cock vibrator that has a special ringed handle for optimal movement.
I’ve never used this, honestly, I don’t even know why I got this. It is so huge and long, I fear it is going to split me in two. I don’t know what punishment he is planning to give to me this time, but I’m pretty sure I would prefer anything than getting screwed with this…
“I’m suspicious of you, my love. Do you know what happens when I’m suspicious?”