Owning the Beast(23)

“Haley!” I hear my father yell.

The next thing I know I’m standing and William is across the room, leaning against the wall like nothing happened. Is he that unaffected by me? The very idea crushes me, but who am I kidding, I haven’t the first idea how to attract a man like William.

Maybe my fantasies are starting to make me go crazy and I imagined everything that just happened. It wouldn’t be the first time I’ve had vivid thoughts about William, and I’m sure it wouldn’t be the last. I just can’t seem to shake him from my head. He dominates my every thought, and maybe even owns them. What would it be like to be owned by William? The thought should scare me, but it only excites me.

“Haley, there you are,” my father says, breaking me from my thoughts.

“Molly and her brother Tim just got here. You should go and greet your guests.”

I take one last look at William before rushing from the room to find Molly, hearing my father yell after me, “No running in the house, Haley!”

After that, I try my best to avoid William for the rest of the night. If he can pretend like nothing happened, so can I.

I spend most of the evening hanging with Molly and her brother Tim. I was surprised to see Tim here with Molly. Since he kissed me a few months back he’s pretty much stayed away from me. Tonight, however, he seems overly attentive. He keeps asking me about my plans this summer and making sure my drink stays topped off. It’s actually kind of sweet, but some of his lingering touches make me feel uncomfortable.

I know I should try to move past this stupid crush I have on William, maybe even go on a date. No way would William ever want to be with some chubby girl like me who can’t even kiss a boy without wanting to run away. My father would probably kill us both, to be honest. Going to an all-girls’ school the whole “going out with boys” conversation never really happened.

As the evening progresses, the more I try to avoid William the more he seems to be watching me. He keeps giving me disapproving looks. I also can’t help but notice that Jane—an employee from my father’s office—is hanging all over him. The sight of them together makes it feel like I have a weight on my chest. I’ve heard my father say she’s a gold-digger that will sleep with anyone, whatever that means. I can’t stand to watch them, but I swear anytime I walk into another room, William is there two seconds later, followed by Jane.

I really need a moment alone to get myself together. I’m feeling a little dizzy and really, really tired. I also need to change out the soaked undies I still have on from earlier.

Slipping up to my room I inwardly cringe at the stupid blue walls. I head to my dresser, digging to find a new pair of underwear—I would be so embarrassed if anyone knew what I had done in them. Just the thought of what had taken place with William earlier had me soaking them further. Maybe I should see a doctor. This can’t be normal.

As I’m slipping the panties down my legs, my door suddenly swings open and I tumble back with the underwear wrapped around my legs. Tim catches me.

“From the state of those panties it looks like you’re starting without me, sugar,” Tim drawls.

I pale. What does he mean, starting without him? Starting what?

“Tim, you shouldn’t be in here. My father will hit the roof.”

“You know you want me, sugar. You’re a big girl now and you can’t hold on to that cherry forever. I’ll make it good for you.”

The dizziness is hitting me harder and the room starts to spin.

“No, Tim, please stop. I’m just going to go to lie down for a minute. I’m just so tired,” I slur.

Tim slowly helps me over to the bed. I can’t seem to get my legs to work.

“You think I didn’t notice the way you were looking at that William guy? Is that the problem? Only want to spread those thighs for older men? How about you let me break you in for him? Besides, I saw that woman all over him downstairs. Why would he want a little, inexperienced, chunky thing like you?”

His words cut deep and I feel him tugging at my dress, causing my breasts to spill out.

“These are a little big for my taste, but I’ll make do. Since I’ll be the first to slide into this tight little cunt of yours, I’ll overlook it. You really should be thanking me. Maybe I can show you a thing or two about how to please a man,” Tim says with a smirk on his face.

I try to cover myself, to tell him to stop, tell him this isn’t right, but my hands are so heavy. I can’t lift them. I start to close my eyes, then I hear a loud crash, and William is standing over me.

“Someone has been a very bad little girl tonight, haven’t they, little Haley. It seems you can’t take care of yourself after all. Rest now, Daddy’s got you.”