Quicksilver Messenger Pt. 06

"I only have two friends that really accept me for whom I am and everyone else is only there because of the money and power my family has. Because we were all alone my father has always been very protective and combined with my brain and beauty queen status meant that I rarely had a date. All the boys were too intimidated either by my beauty queen standing or my father, to ask me out. I never lost my virginity until I was in college and even then he was so intimidated he lasted less than a minute."

"Until you made me cum I had never had a man give me any kind of an orgasm, or even come close to one. The only orgasms of ever had were by myself and I used to think they were good and satisfying. Now I know better. I've only had two other lovers and one was just as bad as the first. The second was to secure business contract for my father. I did for him, but he had no idea what I was doing. It was the most disgusting thing I've ever done and I will never do that again. Calling him a lover is to denigrate the term lover."

"Tell me about your fantasies? Do you dream of a Dominate / Submissive relationship?"

April blushed almost the same shade as her blistered ass. She looked sheepish as she whispered, "I dream of making love in public like in a movie theater. Maybe on a dance floor and once I dreamed of being tied up and molested on a Mardi Gras float. Other than that I just want someone that will love and respect me like it is in the romance novels."

Steve noted that April did not orally answer the Dominant / Submissive question. However, her blush said volumes and it confirmed all his suspicions. She wanted someone to love her, drive her wild and take control of her. He again tilted her face to look at him and ask, "Did you like being spanked and forced to cum?"

Her blush deepened and she tried to look down, but Steve held her face so he could look into her eyes. April knew he was looking deep inside her and he could tell if she lied. It was humiliating to admit it, but oh God yes she loved it. In a barely audible whisper she said, "Yes, I did,"

April seemed very subdued talking about her lack friends or a love life. She slowly took several more bites of food and a long draw on her beer, finishing off her dinner. Steve watched her closely as the silence stretched on and he knew she was feeling the loneliness of her life right now. He could tell she wanted many friends and she wanted to be liked. It hurt her to have normal people afraid of her family's power.

Steve looked at her and asked her the question he had been aching to ask since he met her, "April, how did you wind up on the road the night that I found you?"

April looked at him with confusion in her eyes and said, "I really have no idea. It was Friday and I was at the "Bend", sorry that's what we call the Buffalo Bend Saloon. It was time to go home and I was walking out to my car alone when somebody wrapped their arms around me and put something over my face. I blacked out the next thing I know I'm in the hospital. I don't even remember you finding me."

Steve looked puzzled and confused as well, "Do you have any idea who did this or why?"

"I really don't. I assume that it had something to do with my father, because I can't think of anything I would've done to cause this. They never ask for a ransom or even contacted my father, so I have no idea."

When April spoke of her father, there seemed to be some obvious pain deep inside her. After all she had no say in whom her father was, what he owned and what you did. She also had no say in her beauty she received from her mother and father. People just couldn't seem to get past all of that the noise that surrounded her to see who she really was. There were times that she felt like a prisoner of her father, her own beauty and everything around her.

Steve saw her eyes glistening as the tears began to fill her eyes. He moved around in his chair so he could look directly at her and put his fingers under her chin lifting her eyes up to his. Her eyes told him that right now she needed his arms around her, so he motioned for her to come sit in his lap. She eagerly rose from her knees and curled in his lap like a kitten eager to be petted. He wrapped his arms around her pulling tight against his chest and in a loving voice began to speak.

"At times, you will feel too smart, too rich, too beautiful, too strong, or sexy and you will be tempted to be less of a woman to make it easier for those around you. The problem is never that you're too much of something; it's that your man is not strong enough to glorify your brilliance. So be the strong queen that is willing to fight by the side of her man, not a princess in distress."

April heard his words and knew what he said was true, but it's hard to always be alone. She didn't have anyone to confide in and no one would understand how a rich beautiful woman could be alone. Everyone around her was only there to get something and she could never let her guard down. Even with her best friend Tara she had to watch what she said and did.

The man holding her safely in his arms right now was the closest thing she had confidant and she had only known him for two days. Still she felt a safe freedom in his arms and she knew he was only there for her. She snuggled deeper into his chest and in return she felt his massive arms squeezing her securely.