im HIS slave; Part 18 REUPLOADED

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Uploaded by on May 21, 2010

Omgee this is STUPID it erased a show,ughh but basically i dedicated this vid.to the ppl whoo commented id like to write them down but as yu see i have to still write this sheet again.!!ughhh.

“You’re so dumb, this one,” Joe growled pointing to another one. “I can see Demi wearing it.” He smiled a blush danced across his face. I looked at it. I could actually admit; it was cute or sexy. But I would not be caught wearing it. Not until I’m twenty. Cue the eye roll.

“Actually, I can see myself wearing that…when I’m like hm…twenty.” I grunted. Joe turned around in shock. “Yea, you both are totally perverts.” I brushed away my brown hair. Joe’s brown eyes pleaded forgiveness.

“Demi,” Joe ran up to me. “I-I didn’t mean it! We were just joking,” he defended. He looked scared as if I was going to kill him. Good, he shouldn’t be talking about lingerie, but he is around 500. He deserves something that he liked.

“No,” I grabbed the one he was looking at. “You’re old enough to have your own fantasies. It’s your money anyways. Just don’t think I’m going to be wearing it any time soon.” I warn him. “Or out in public, maybe if you’re good.”

“Dems,” Joe whispered. “We were kidding. I don’t want you to wear something like that.” His eyes begged to differ. They wanted to see me in something other than my band tee shirts, to see me in more skin than skinny jeans.

“C’mon, I’m ready to go home.” Joe had paid for the items, and we walked out to the car. The drive was silent. I played with the necklace Joe gave me. “Joe,” I mumbled. He looked up at me. “Who would want me? I don’t know why I have to wear this necklace.”

“Demi,” he pulled my hand towards his heart. I blushed instantly. “You don’t know how bad many want you. You’re too innocent.” He leaned in to whisper in my ear. “Too innocent, but I can’t change you. No, I wouldn’t dream of having you changed.”

“Ok,” I noticed we were at the house. Joe pulled away and opened the door. He let me out first. My eyes widen when I notice someone else’s vehicle by the house. My parent’s vehicle was at the house. “Mom? Dad? Justin?” I start to run, but Joe stops me. I give him a puzzled look. The look a child would give to an overprotective parent.

“Remember. They aren’t what they used to be.” He held me close. “All those times that you were in harm or sick, I was your caretaker. They only kept you until now.” He let go of me. I slid my fingers in-between his. He smiled, “I won’t let you do this alone. I promise.” We open the door. I have yet to put on my dress. I see my parents having a conversation with Joe’s parents. I frowned where was Justin? I couldn’t see him it was just my parents. They notice us. “Hey, we’re back,” Joe pretends to smile.

“Demi!” My mother screeched. I stood in shock. The caring, loving mother was gone, and I thought my mother was an angel. Joe was right. “You aren’t even dressed properly!” She stormed over to me and pulled me roughly by the shoulder. I let out a little whimper. “How dare you! I raise you up and here you are being a-” She was cut off.

“A what?!” Joe growled pushing mother away from me. “You want to call my girl something? I can kill you right here and right now.” He hissed. I pulled him away. He grunted, but he backed off. “I can’t believe you would act this way.” He spat at my mom. “We just came home. We were going to put the stuff on. Wow, I’m glad that I’ve saved Demi from you.” Joe’s eyes narrowed.

“Joe,” I whispered. “Stop. It’s fine. Let’s go get dressed, and I’m sure we can work this out. Please.”

“Fine,” mother grunted. “We’ll see how your grandfather likes your behavior.” My mother walked back to her spot. I pulled a reluctant Joe up the stairs.

“I hate her so much,” Joe growled. His eyes narrowed as I opened the door to our room. I let go of his hand and march into the bathroom.

“Ok, well I guess. When you become king, you could always punish her.” I put on the black dress. I smiled at myself in the mirror. Just need to brush my hair and put some make up on.

“That still doesn’t stop her. Grandfather says I have to be nice to all of my people. How can I?” I heard him plop on the bed. I rolled my eyes. I was not going to be hearing this for the rest of my life. “You won’t.” Joe shouted from outside the door. “I just felt like releasing the anger that I feel by complaining.”

“Ok,” I mutter opening the door. I blush instantly. Joe was wearing only pants. He grabbed his shirt and slowly pulled it on. “Gosh, I didn’t pay you to be a stripper.” I rolled my eyes. I was trying to hide my heated face.

“Oh but you know you want it,” he grinned. He buttoned it up slowly. He tied the necktie in a slow fashion. “Now, don’t say anything that you wouldn’t say to me. In fact, I would suggest keeping your mouth zipped because grandpa is waiting for a slip up.

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  • Hate Demetria's Mom!Die Betch die!!!lol Sorry for the bad comments hehehehe.,....

  • ur awesome keep it up

  • LOVED IT

  • AWESOME!!!!!!

    I dont like her "mom" lol

    can't wait for more!!!

    XD

  • The mom's mean

  • Oh, wow. Demi's mom is really mean :/ I love Joe :D Haha, pervs. lol, I love how he's trying to tease her by changing slowly.

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