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His Lackey — Episode 9

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° Catherine °

I groaned in pain as my eyes slowly opened. I winced as I realised that I was lying on my still painful ass. A blush spread across my cheeks as last night’s events replayed in my mind. I had gotten wet while Jackson punished me. Jackson had kissed me. I buried my hands in my face in complete utter embarrassment and I absolutely appreciated the fact that I was alone. My peace didn’t last long though as Emma barged into my room just seconds later.

“Oh my God Catherine, are you okay? Did he hurt you?” She questioned and I couldn’t help but smile.

“No, he didn’t hurt me. He just…” I debated on which word to use, after all Emma might reason like an adult but she was still a 14 year old kid.

“He disciplined me” I said finally.

She frowned at me, probably knowing I was hiding details.

“He spanked you!” She suddenly screeched.

Heat rose quickly to my cheeks. How in God’s name did she know that. It’s almost like she had…

“Did you just read my mind?” I asked her.

Her eyes widened as if I had said something really bad.

“I d…” she began but was interrupted by Jackson walked into the room.

He groaned as he saw Emma sitting on my bed.

“Emma why do you never listen to me?” He muttered.

“Because it’s my job to defy you” she said sweetly “…and I know for sure that you would never spank me till I’m aroused because of it”

My jaw dropped to the floor at her words. She was just 14!

“Well technically I’m-” Emma began but was cut off by Jackson.


She immediately closed her mouth and glared at Jackson.

“Why don’t you say goodbye to Catherine. Victor is waiting outside for you with Hapita” Jackson said once more. There was something in his voice that told me this was not good.

“I’ll leave you two girls to it then, just don’t say anything I wouldn’t.” He said pointing at Emma.

She nodded then turned to me as Jackson closed the door behind him.

“Where are you going?” I asked.

“Just a little vacation” she said with a half smile.

“When are you coming back?” I asked once more.

“I d.. I don’t know” she stuttered.

I frowned at this. There was obviously more to this story. Deciding not to push the topic further I simply nodded.

“I need a favour from you, Catherine” she said suddenly taking my hands in hers.


She was quiet for a bit. I guess she was contemplating on how she could phrase her request.

“Jackson is not a bad man” she began but paused again. I could see there was an internal battle that was raging inside her.

“He has a foul temper sometimes, which isn’t his fault. He has been through quite a lot and is still going through it. He just needs someone who understands him. Pets are supposed to bring soothing effects to their Masters and I know for a fact that you can do that for him. Just try for my sake okay?”

I stared at her as her words slowly sunk in. I was surprised that she harboured such love for her mother’s murderer. Jackson’s words raced back into my mind.

I did not kill her because I wanted to, I killed her because those who wanted her would have done worse. She asked me to do it.

“It’s true” Emma said suddenly.

“What is?”

“What Jackson told you about my mother, that she asked him to do it, it’s true”

I frowned her cause I was now sure there was no way in hell she could’ve known that without reading my mind.

“Did you just read my mind?” I asked playfully repeating my earlier question, trying to ease the sudden sad atmosphere.

She laughed lightly and nodded.

“My talent is still weak to fully read someone like Jackson’s mind. But yours is simply an open book”

I nodded in understanding.

“So you’re not human then?” I asked.

“No, I’m not.” She confirmed.

I still had a lot of questions that needed answers but I did not want to push her too hard. But there two questions that really needed answers. I fought against the urge to ask them.

“How old are you?” I asked against my better judgement.

Oh you now how my mouth always goes against my brain. Nothing new!

“I’m 20, turning 21 in a few days” she murmured sadly.

“Well, that makes sense” I muttered remembering how on several occasions she had acted completely out of character for a 14 year old.

She chuckled lightly then went on to say “I bet there are a lot of questions swimming in that big head of yours?”

I gasped playfully,

“My head is not that big, it’s just a little above average” I muttered the last part and she laughed loudly in response.

“So what is your relationship with Jackson?” I asked as we calmed down from our laughing fit.


“Here to kick you out because it’s time to go” his voice filled the room once more.

I was surprised to see him standing by the door, leaning against the frame casually, his body clad in his usual leather.

“We didn’t hear you come in” Emma said casually.

“Of course not, you were engrossed in girl gossip”

Emma rolled her eyes and got up from the bed and I got up as well preparing to see her off. She hugged me sadly and said,

“I’m gonna miss you Catherine. And take care of the jackass” said playfully and I chuckled.

“Language, 14 years old” Jackson said bringing out his playful manner.

Emma rolled her eyes at him once more.

“Don’t worry, I will take care of your jackass, and consider your favour done” I said.

Jackson glared at me.

“Careful princess. Calling me a jackass is definitely not is your best interests right now, especially with the condition of that behind of yours” Jackson said looking at me with a gaze that spoke of nothing but lust.

I found myself blushing furiously at his words and the fact that he had said it in front of Emma made it worse. Even though she wasn’t 14 she was still in a 14 year old’s body and it just felt awkward talking about such stuff around her.

“The sexual tension between you two is crazy.” Emma stated.

“You have no idea” Jackson said looking at me with a smirk.

I looked at him, my eyes begging him to stop and he simply chuckled.

“Let me see you out, Emma,” I said, breaking the tension in the room. I pushed Emma past Jackson and we walked out of the room. I walked her down the stairs with Jackson trailing behind us silently. I hugged her 14 year old frame goodbye when we reached the door.

“I’ll see you in a few days” Jackson said as he waved at her.

I pondered over that statement but decided not to ask. It seemed answers were coming to me on their own, I just needed to be patient.

Jackson and I waved them off as the car drove out. As soon as the car was out of sight Jackson wrapped his arms around my waist. I gasped as he pulled me flash against his chest his head resting on my shoulder.

“You never wished me a good morning, Catherine” he whispered hotly into my ear.

I gulped and tried to steady my breathing before answering.

“You never gave me a chance to, Lord Jackson” I replied.

“Mmm, well then, now is your chance” he rasped and nibbled on my ear softly, causing my body to shiver slightly.

“Good morning, Jackson” I whispered.

“Morning princess, how was your night?”

“Uncomfortable” I mumbled and he chuckled.

“At least my punishment did something right, it was meant to punish, not for you to enjoy like you did”

Heat rushed through my whole body as his hand travelled up ever so slowly. My body tensed as his hand brushed over my now erect nipples which were screaming for attention under the huge over sized t-shirt, which was the only thing covered my nakedness. And in that moment I realised I wasn’t wearing panties, Jackson had removed them last night.

I squirmed uncomfortably as Jackson’s hand stopped on my throat as his mouth peppered kisses on my neck. An unwanted moan slipped past my mouth causing Jackson to halt all movement.

“Are you hungry princess” he whispered again.

I pondered on an appropriate answer as the double meaning in his statement sank in.

“For breakfast yes” I said clarifying what I’m hungry for exactly.

He chuckled at this and released me from his hold.

“Go take a bath and meet me at the dining table in 30” he said.

I nodded and walked towards my room. My legs felt like jelly and I had to hold the rail for support as I made my way up the stairs.

I made it to my room and showered quickly, not willing to incur Jackson’s wrath if I appeared late for breakfast.

I walked into my closet and my heart dropped. My whole wardrobe had been changed. They were new clothes now, flashy, but better than the school girl outfits. I mentally thanked Emma because I knew she was the one who had chosen these clothes for me.

I chose a cute little floral dress and topped it off with white sandals. I combed my hair and decided to leave it untied. I slipped out of the room, deciding it was better to be early that late.

I descended the stairs lazily, not expecting to find Jackson at the table. But I was surprised to find Jackson waiting for me.

“Took your time” he said looking at me.

I did not respond as I walked towards his chair. I began to lower myself, preparing to settle myself on the floor like the last time I was in his presence at the table.

“Catherine” he said.

His eyes looked at me and they were so sad. I knew what he was going to say so I spared him the effort as I rose up and settled awkwardly on his lap. I still found it a bit awkward to be eating while sitting on someone’s lap. And just like last time he pulled me against his chest.

“Eat up” he whispered as his arms snaked around my waist. I stared at the plate in front of me and tried to focus my attention on the food rather than Jackson’s arms that were now settled on my thighs.

I was halfway through my meal when I felt Jackson’s hand travelling further up my thigh. I tensed almost immediately.

“Why did you stop eating Princess?” He asked as his hand rubbed circles on my thigh.

“I…. I.. I’m full” I stuttered.

He chuckled and his hand travelled further up my thigh. Unexpectedly his hand cupped my sex and I gasped and almost jumped off his lap in surprise but his other arm held me down.

“Down girl” he whispered in my ear , “I just want to have my breakfast” he continued.

It took me time to understand what he meant but when his meaning sank in, liquid heat pooled between my thighs.

The hand that was cupping my sex suddenly began rubbing against my heat through my already soaked panties.

“Will you let me Princess, will you allow me to have my breakfast?” He asked his voice was low and sexy. I loved his voice.

“I asked you a question Jackson, will you allow me to have my fill of you?” His voiced rasped again in my ear.

I was now gasping, trying to tie down the moans that threatened to escape from my lips.

“Yes” I gasped as his finger found its way into my panties and was now teasing my socked entrance.

Jackson growled as he withdrew his hand away from my underwear. He turned me around so that I was straddling him and immediately he attacked my lips. Our lips moved in sync, fighting for dominance which was a battle I knew he would win. Before he could claim his victory however, he pulled away. He saw the confusion in my eyes and quickly addressed it,

“Next time princess. Next time I kiss the shit of you, but right now I’m hungry”

He stood up and my legs instinctively snaked around his waist.

He pushed the foodstuff that was on the table away and it fell loudly onto the ground then laid me onto it, he pulled me towards the edge and slowly opened my legs bending them at the knee. His hands travelled up to pull my underwear down which he tossed across the room. I was now completely bare to him, my juices probably leaking out of me.

“Try not to be too loud princess, I would hate for the whole damn house to know I’m having you for breakfast” he said in that husky voice that was slowly becoming my addiction.

Then he grabbed both my thighs in place, then lowered his head towards my sex.


Please don’t kill me. The Chapter was becoming too long so I decided to cut it off here. I will make it up to you though I promise.

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