"Is that...my biological dad?!?" Olivia says with worry written all over her face.
Bang Chan throws his arm across Olivia's chest, protectively.
"Stay back, Olivia."
Bang Chan's sister, Hannah, barges forward, her fists clenched at the sight of Olivia's biological father.
"You have no right to be here, Ryan."
Bang Chan said this guy was a terrible guy, but why?
My question is partly answered when he pulls out a gun and aims it right at Hannah.
"You thought you could keep my kid away from me? Give her to me. I deserve to know my own daughter!"
I step in front of Olivia, hoping to protect her if he fires.
"That's right, Ryan. Olivia has a whole force of people behind her who will kick your ass, first chance we get."
"Why is my dad...biological dad...threatening us?"
At the sight of Olivia's tears, he lowers the gun, but his hands are shaking, his face red with fury.
"Olivia, you are my daughter, and you need to come with me NOW."
"Bang Chan is my dad!" Olivia growls back at him.
But she's looking between Bang Chan and the strange man, her bottom lip trembling.
"Sweetie...your biological dad is dangerous." I tell her.
"Like hell I am!"
He raises his weapon, this time at me.
"You are NOT fucking threatening any of my girls."
Bang Chan storms forward, his arm around the man's back in a second as he wrestles the gun from his hands. He tosses the weapon out into the yard as he pushes the man to the ground. He flails under Bang Chan's body.
"Let me go!"
"We need to call the cops."
"No! No one can know about this. If it gets out that I have a daughter...and I'm not married..." Hannah tells me frantically.
"What? Surely you don't care that much about what these prudes think."
"...I'm a schoolteacher. It's my whole life. I love my job more than anything."
"Marjorie in on the school board. If she had proof, if she could convince those old fogies it was true? They'd fire Hannah in a heartbeat." Bang Chan informs me.
Hannah's shoulders fall as her ex laughs from beneath Bang Chan.
"That's why you haven't told anyone? Your job? Baby, I got money!" Ryan smirks at Hannah.
"From stealing and scamming! I don't want your dirty money, Ryan."
"You're a convicted felon. You shouldn't be around kids." Bang Chan growls.
"Ryan, shut the hell up. Okay. If he's a felon, the cops can really make him hurt. We don't have to say why he's here. We'll come up with another reason we called." I tell them.
"Good call, (Y/N). Like what?"
I take out the phone and dial the police. When they arrive, they assess the situation.
"What seems to be the problem here?" the cop asks.
"They're holding me against my will!" Ryan tries to lie.
"Officer, this man is a trespassing felon with a gun."
The officer checks his records, then sighs with weariness before ordering Ryan to turn around. When he doesn't, the cop wrestles him to the ground.
"You're in a world of trouble."
The cop slaps the cuffs on Ryan's wrists and leads him toward the car.
"You're gonna pay for this! Bunch of cowards!" Ryan shouts with a look of murder.
"Unlikely."
"(Y/N), quick thinking. I'm impressed." Bang Chan praised.
"We all are." Hannah added.
"You're like a superhero or some shit." Olivia blurts out.
"Olivia, don't say shit..." I tell her.
Once the police car speeds off the farm, Bang Chan scoops Olivia into his arms inside.
"Are you okay, sweetie?"
"I'm...okay."
Katie peeks out from around the room behind me.
"Is the scary man gone?"
"He's gone."
"Time for bed, girls. That's enough excitement for one evening. I'll tuck you in." Bang Chan informs the girls.
"I want (Y/N) and Dad to do it."
"They made the guy go away." Katie tells all of us.
"If that's what you want." I smile at the girls.
In Olivia's room in her grandma's place, the girls crawl into their beds and snuggle under the blankets. I start to tuck them in, but Olivia grabs my hand.
"I'm not gonna be able to sleep..."
"Reading always takes my mind off stuff." Katie tells Olivia
"I'll read a book, kiddos." Bang Chan tells them.
"...Will (Y/N) do it?" Olivia asks.
"She does the good voice!" Katie smiles widely.
"I'm fine with that. (Y/N)? ...Or we could tag-team it?"
We sit on the edge of their beds and look over the book options. I open 'Weird Princess' and take on the voice of the princess while Bang Chan takes on the voice of the pet pig.
" 'And the princess was very weird, because she liked dirt more than dresses, and riding donkeys instead of horses...' " I begin to read.
"Like you, kiddo. 'The pig rolled around more in the mud, as dirty as a dish after dinner.' " Bang Chan continues.
"Also like you!" Katie points out and laughs.
"Hey! ...But fair."
Soon the girls are snoring, and Bang Chan and I sneak back into the dining room.
"You're good with them. I wouldn't mind doing that with you again...maybe several times...maybe with our own kids. Someday."
"Right. Someday. Maybe." I blush.
"It's late. Spend the night at my place?"
I agree, and Bang Chan leads me out of the main house and over to a guest house by the fields.
"I have a confession."
"Oh? What's that?"
"I was hoping you'd agree to spend the night, because I have some things to show you..."
Inside, Bang Chan retrieves a mysterious box.
"You've show me your books. You aren't the only one experienced with the idea of BDSM."
Bang Chan sets down a box full of sex toys. Without thinking, I reach out and touch the feather tickler and blindfold.
"See something you like?"
"I see a lot of things I like."
"Tell me more..."
Bang Chan gently pushes the box to the side, and guides me to sit on the couch.
"So do we write up a contract like in '70 Hues of Red'?"
"I figured we should start small, talk more about what we like..."
"Well...I like lots of toys."
"Good thing I have a big box here...
From the bag, he pulls an erotica novel. It's one I've read...and loved. It's called 'Laying Pipe'.
"I want to make some of your fantasies come true... So I've got several surprises for you tonight."
Standing, Bang Chan pulls free a toolbelt...but instead of tools, it's stocked with toys. Grinning, he puts it on, letting the leather caress the dips near his hip bones.
"I'm dressed and ready to work. Your turn."
He gestures to an outfit he's laid out for me.
"One of the best parts of kink? The clothes..."
"Wow, I feel spoiled!"
"I want to spoil you. And then I want to cover your new clothes in cum..."
My core flexes at his words and the images that flash in my mind. I quickly change into a sexy plumber outfit. After I change, Bang Chan looks me up and down.
"Oh, damn..."
His jeans seem to tighten as his eyes drag across my hips and ass.
"Let's get started."
We both chuckle, and then the next time Bang Chan looks at me, I can tell the scene has begun.
"Well, (Y/N), I came to inspect your work on the project. It's not up to standards."
"I can't help it, work is just so boring." I whine sexily.
"Sounds like I need to spice it up for you. You'll be begging for boring work when I'm through with you."
Bang Chan grabs my clothes and yanks me close. Grabbing my hair, he tilts back my head and kisses me roughly.
"I've shown you how to do your job before."
"Maybe I need a more in-depth training."
"Watch your tongue, or I'll stuff that pretty mouth. What you need is punishment. As your supervisor, I'll make sure you don't forget next time. You'll get a deeper training than you thought possible."
Bang Chan kisses me again, biting my lip and pushing me against the wall. His hand slips into my shirt, tweaking my nipple. Hard. They peak under the rough twist of his fingers as my body burns for him. From his toolbelt, Bang Chan pulls a pair of nipple clamps.
"Pain will teach you. I'm going to clamp those gorgeous nipples and make you scream for mercy, (Y/N)."
My nipples are throbbing for more as my core drips into my panties.
"I think those will definitely help me remember my tasks..."
"Glad you agree."
Bang Chan yanks down my shirt and palms my breast, gently massaging my nipple into a hard nub. He places the first clamp on tightly.
"Perfect. Now where was that cooperation earlier?"
I stick my tongue out at him as he repeats his actions with my other nipple.
"You insolent girl. You need more."
"I do! Please, give me more."
"That's right. You need what I tell you what you need."
He tightens them even more, making me cry out as waves of pleasure and pain move through me. He leans back, looking at the clamps dangling from my reddened nipples.
"Admiring your handiwork?"
The hungry look in his eye has me shivering.
"Bang Chan...what are you waiting for?"
"Some say the best forms of discipline are just making the disobedient party wait."
"Damn you."
Bang Chan tweaks both clamps with his hands, and I lull my head back in a moan.
"I need to taste these perky nipples of yours."
Bang Chan reaches into his belt and pulls out a small chain, attaching it to each clamp so that it dangles between my breasts. He gives it a testing tug, looking up at me for a reaction.
"Fuck...yes. More, Bang Chan."
He complies, bending down to latch his teeth on the chain and pull. The sensation of both clamps pulling at once, paired with Bang Chan's hot breath, has I let out a yelp. Finally, he lets his tongue curl around the clamps, sucking on any exposed part of my nipple.
"Oh! Fuck!"
"I like that sound. Let's see if we can make you scream a little more."
He moves his hands from my nipples, leaving them sore and throbbing as they rug against my vest. Bang Chan presses me further into the wall, his lips taking every inch of my body, making goosebumps rise all over my tender skin.
"This can't be the only job training you have. I still have a lot more to learn."
"Oh, we're just getting started, (YLN)."
"And just how long will this training take?"
"Someone is very stubborn. Remind me why I hired you again?"
"Because you like it when I misbehave."
"That's quite the assumption, (YLN). Would you like to test that theory?"
He scoops me into his arms and carries me to his dining room, pushing my body down so my belly rests on the table while my ass sticks up in the air. I squeeze my legs shut tight. After he unleashes his giant cock, he shoves a hand between my legs and forces them apart.
"No, no. I need to see all of you. Your dripping pussy. Your asshole. So I'm going to use this spreader bar to keep you from misbehaving and closing those legs."
Bending down to my legs, he takes one cuff and positions it over my ankle. My core is wet as hell, ready for his cock as he yanks my skirt to the side / pants down.
"Do it."
"Keep them nice and wide for me while I attach it."
The deep tone of Bang Chan's voice has me eagerly staying in position for him. Bang Chan gently fastens both of my ankles to either side of the spreader bar. The leather is cool against my skin. He uses the clamps to tie down my arms to either side of the table until I'm utterly restricted.
Oh my God, I'm completely exposed to him.
The thought sends a pleasant shiver down my spine. Bang Chan leans over me, his chest against my back as he cups my pussy.
"So...how would you like to be fucked?"
"I want it hard."
Bang Chan gently presses my back further onto the table and he lines himself up. In one thrust, he's fully sheathed inside me.
"Oh...yes!"
Bang Chan thrusts deeper inside of me each time, the force rattling the table, moving me and it across the floor.
"More! Please, Bang Chan!"
"You take this cock so well."
He slaps my ass as he drives into me again and again. He reaching around to flick my clit as his cock hits my g-spot, I explode, my body shaking with the force of my orgasm.
"Fuck!"
He comes shortly after, his cock letting its warm cum go as he moans. As he unties me, he kisses the sore spots left by the restraints, sending aftershocks through my body. Bang Chan pulls my hair as he kisses me, hard. The kiss is heated as he leans over me and whispers in my ear.
"Now, for my favorite tool."
"Oh...it can't be better than your cock."
"Such dirty language. That's hardly work-appropriate. Now I definitely need to use this tool on your poor pussy..."
Bang Chan chuckles as he reaches into his toolbelt once more and pulls free what looks to be a power drill. Instead of a drill bit, at the end of the power tool, he's attached a giant dildo.
"Is that what I think it is?"
"(Y/N). This is a drilldo."
The low baritone in Bang Chan's voice freezes me to the spot. I'm no longer giggling.
"Are you ready to be fucked silly?"