call, it's over. And to punish you, I’ll tie your hands at your back for the rest of the day and night so that you can't even pleasure yourself to finish what I'm starting. Got it?"
"Saint, I don't know if I can-"
I turned the vibrator on again, selecting a rhythm that started out on a gentle buzz and then slowly grew in intensity before dropping off and building again.
Tatum moaned as she writhed on the bed and I gave her a moment to get control of herself as I dialled my father.
She sucked in a breath, biting down on her bottom lip as she fought to stop the noises she was making and a smile tugged at the corner of my lips as she gave in to my game.
"Saint," Father greeted curtly, and I pressed the button for the speakerphone, laying my cell phone down on the arm of my chair.
Tatum's wide eyes fell on it as she realised that meant he'd hear her if she lost control and I smirked at her as I upped the intensity on the vibrator so that her knuckles turned white against the bedposts and she gasped loudly.
"Father. I have come into possession of something that you need to see,” I said casually, my voice completely controlled.
"Give me a moment to secure the line,” he said.
The sound of bland hold music filled the room and I toyed with the functions on the vibrator remote so that it took up a hard pulsing which vibrated loudly enough for me to hear and Tatum gasped as she writhed uncontrollably on the bed.
"One scream before he comes back on the line," I allowed and Tatum cried out as she pressed her thighs together like she was trying to dampen the feeling taking over her body.
"Good girl. Now keep your legs open, stay quiet and don't come,” I commanded, knowing full well my father would be back on the line at any moment and she whimpered as she fought to control herself again.
Tatum's lips parted on a protest to that just as the bland music cut off and my father's voice silenced her.
"Go ahead,” he said as Tatum panted through the violent vibrations I was exposing her pussy to.
I took pity on her and lowered the settings to a deep thrum as I forced myself to concentrate on the conversation.
"I have come into possession of Donovan Rivers' research notes," I said, not bothering with any bullshit. "After giving them some analysis, I believe there may be what is required here to develop a vaccine to the Hades Virus. He was certainly on the right track anyway."
A beat of three seconds was the only indication that I would get to say that my father was taken off guard by that and his voice came back following it without a speck of surprise lacing it. He'd trained me well in that much at least.
"Very well, forward it on to me and I'll have it analysed. Do you wish to tell me how you came into possession of it?"
"His daughter belongs to me," I said simply and the moment Tatum cut me an angry look, I upped the power on the vibrations wracking her body so that she gasped and cursed me beneath her breath. "She does everything I say."
"Good. I'll let you know once I have a vaccine for you. Is your new headmaster performing as required?" Father asked conversationally but I knew it was nothing of the sort. He didn't waste time on small talk.
"Yes. Monroe is fitting in quite well," I assured him.
"Well, update me if there's anything else I need to know. I look forward to your email. And make sure you stay safe." To someone else that might have sounded like a touching sentiment from a father to his son, but I knew it was more of a command designed to ensure his heir remained alive and kicking no matter what. We couldn't let the Memphis name die out after all.
"Of course."
The line went dead and Tatum instantly released a moan as she bucked against the bed, a bead of sweat rolling down between her breasts and making me ache to lick it off.
"Please Saint," she panted. "I'm so close."
"Are you now?" I asked in a low tone as I upped the intensity. "Then maybe you should be begging more."
She cried out, her body trembling as her orgasm drew near and I changed the settings to hold it off again.
"I hate you sometimes," she panted, and