RE: Perverted Sugar Daddy System

Though Marth had figured things out the way I had expected her to, this was not the way I wanted it to and so I took an option available to me.

"Those are quite the coincidences, but it wasn't me"

Pulling her arm out of my hand with a sneer, obviously not buying my bullshit, Martha fixed me with a glare, she held the stack of money and slammed it on my chest.

"I know it was you Marcus, I don't know the game you are trying to play, but I know it was you.

I….."

"What harm has the money brought to you"

My calm words smoothly cut off Martha's speech and when she immediately moved to speak, she found herself opening and closing her mouth unable to utter a word.

Her expression was one of determination as she sought to find the harm the money had caused, and then the realization that there was no harm hit her.

"I don't need you lording the fact that you lent me money over me and using that to coerce me into doing what you want."

"But I didn't lend you any money"

"You're still going to keep denying it." Martha's eyes narrowed pressing the stack of cash harder.

"Martha from what you're telling me, someone helped you with $1000 when you were in desperate need of it, the person said nothing about their identity or a desire for anything in return.

Why can't you take it as the actions of a kind heart"

Martha opened her mouth to speak but I raised my finger and silenced her.

"And besides, are you really in the position to be handing out $1000 to someone for no good reason."

"I have a good reason" Martha hissed.

"Really, your ego. Your ego is more important than a chance to avail yourself to your daughter, get her good food, and provide her needs while also having a good backup for any emergency in place."

Martha flinched as I mentioned Valera, her face rightening in a frown.

"I've been looking for you quite often the past days only to be disappointed and find out that you've been working yourself to the bone doing extra shifts.

Tell me Martha are those extra shifts because you urgently need money or because you're trying to get money to pay back a mysterious soul that kindly lent you $1000."

"Because it's you,"

Though I had been in Michigan and New York during some of the past 11 days, Martha's absence from home had surprised me especially when on the night I first ploughed Valera, she had not been home.

Watching Martha fatigued that night after my date with Sade hadn't sat well with me, it had made me question why the woman was suddenly working so hard and looking so burnt up till today when after being gifted $1000 by me, she rushed to use that same money to pay back the $1000 I had given to her for her rent.

With this, everything including the reason why she hadn't come to meet me after first receiving the money from Lucy began falling into place.

I thought I was developing an ego but Martha's took the throne. The woman even returned my money with interest and though I looked calm, inside me I was pissed.

Martha's outburst had me stunned for a moment, the woman taking a step back and letting the valuable stack of paper fall to the floor.

Unbothered though, I crossed my arms and looked at her with curiosity.

"Do you hate me "

"Yes," Martha said without missing a beat.

Martha's declaration of hate twisted a knife in my heart, but the silence of the system soothed the pain.

"So your hate for me is more than your love for your daughter."

"I love my daughter more than you can imagine. Marcus stay away from us"

With those words Martha abruptly turned to leave and seeing this, my mind itched bitterly, I felt I was going about things with Martha the wrong way.

With three quick steps, I reached the departing woman and before she could turn around I gripped her arms and held them behind her.

"Marcus...."

Smack!!!

With both her wrists held in my left hand, I held Martha in place and delivered a very hard slap to her right butt cheek.

Martha took in a long drag of air, letting out a hiss before she got the strength to talk.

"Marcus!!"

Smack!!!

"What…"

"Smack"

She struggled against my grip with all her might, but my hold on her wrist didn't budge and I tamed her ass.

Smack!!!

Smack!!!

"Do you …"

Smack!!!

Martha went silent for more seconds after my last hit, seeming to understand its trigger and I spoke.

"You can scream for help if you want."

We were out in the corridor, it was a Saturday and people were bound to be in their homes. If Martha let out a loud cry for help at the moment, she wouldn't be lacking for helpers.

My current actions seemed risky, like I was inviting the police to come to me for seal assault, but that wasn't the case, if it were any other woman I might have such fear, but this was Martha, such couldn't be the case.

[Name: Martha Taylor

Type: Potential daughter

Trust:33->31

Affection:64->71

Fear:3->7

Loyalty:13

Horniness: 36->52+ 30 =82

Comment: Weakness for confident men]

Since grabbing her, I had been keeping an eye on the system screen, and I liked what I was seeing.

"What do you want" Martha's voice came out cold as she turned to look at me with a glare

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Smack!!!

[Horniness 84]

With this level of horniness, I could imagine that Martha was leaking down there and seeing her subtly rub her thighs together I knew I was on the mark.

Getting over my latest hit, Martha looked at me questioningly and I gave her an answer.

"Speak properly."

[Horniness 87]

She took in a deep breath and breathing out spoke in a calm tone.

"What do you think you're doing."

"I should be the one asking you this question.

You've become blinded by fear you feel for me to the point that you're behaving erratically."

"What I feel for you is hate Marcus, hate. Is that… mmmmh"

She was talking nonsense, so I released her left, wrist, pulled her towards me and with my arms around her waist, captured her lips.