by Renea Porter
I smiled wide.
We stepped off the last step and Damon spoke to the crowd. “Everyone, this is Kara.” He left my last name off.
“It’s nice to meet you.”
Men shook my hand, and their significant others offered me a kiss on the cheek, welcoming me to the group.
I greeted them all with a smile and only spoke when spoken to. Just as Damon had instructed. We sat at the dinner table and multiple people looked to Damon and complimented how beautiful I was. “Thank you,” Damon responded.
Chapter Six
KARA
Damon looked powerful sitting at the head of the table with me on his left. Conversation was light and not really business like. I listened to everyone and noticed the women were also pretty quiet while the men talked. We finished dinner, and Damon suggested we move to the large living room for drinks. Weaving my arm through his, I felt like I was his arm candy.
“Master, will you excuse me so I can use the restroom?” My drink was already running through me.
“Don’t be long,” he ordered.
I smiled and left for the restroom. On my way back to the living room, a woman stopped me. “Don’t we know each other?” she asked.
I cocked my head to study her. “Oh, yes, we have met. I believe your husband had some business dealings with my father, Arturo Ricci.”
“Oh yes. I do recall. Well good for you on locking down Mr. Alessio.”
“Technically I haven’t locked him down. He’s the one locking me down. Literally.” I tried to sound playful but she didn’t get what I was trying to get at. She looked directly over my shoulder and scurried away. That was when I noticed him.
Right behind me.
“Dove. You’ll never leave.” He gripped my arm so tightly. “I know what you are trying to do. And you will not find a way to escape me. Now it’s time for your punishment.” His teeth gritted.
Damn, he was good. I thought I would get someone to possibly help me. He turned to face everyone gathered in the room. “I really appreciate everyone coming to meet Kara. But you must excuse us now. Please stay and enjoy the drinks if you’d like.”
The men offered a nod while Damon still had his hold on me. “You’re hurting me.”
“Get ready for more of that.”
We entered a room I’d never been in. My eyes immediately landed on the huge bed that looked like it was from a bondage movie or even a club. It had restraints and rails all around it. Damon yanked me toward it. “Dress off.”
I dared to ask, “What did I do?”
He merely glared at me. With a few tugs the dress fell to the floor. “Now on the bed, get on all fours and grip the rails for support.” I was so nervous, scared, yet excited.
Oh god what is he going to do?
Without a word I did as he ordered even though I was nervous as hell. This was what I’d been dreading. My punishment. I should have been on strike three as far as my fuck ups since yesterday. Damon smoothed a hand over my skin from my neck, down my back, and to my ass on full display. Goose bumps formed on my skin from his touch. Damon instructed me to grip the railing and not to remove my hands as I felt him stroke my ass with a paddle.
With each stroke, I yelped. Fuck, that hurt. But I didn’t utter a word. I may have gasped as he landed the paddle on my ass once again though. Then my upper thighs. My eyes watered from the sting, and I blinked back the tears. I reached behind me to stop the paddling but Damon grabbed my hands.
“Dove, hold on to the fucking railing or I’ll cuff you.”
This is what I deserved.
Pain.
Every so often, he’d soothe the sting with his hand roaming over my ass and thighs. “See what you make me do, Dove? Your ass is beautiful and it’s turning me on.”
He gave me a few more whacks across the ass and upper thighs. At this point, I was getting turned on myself. Even though the paddle stung, the area he was hitting was erotic and sexy. Even though I was crying, I was so wet, so turned on, I needed…. what? I wasn’t sure.
“Do you feel sorry for trying to escape me, Dove?” he questioned with authority.
“Yes.”
He smacked my ass with his hand this time. “Yes, what?”
“Yes, Master.”
Another smack and I bit down on my lips to keep from yelping.
“Say it again, Dove.”
“Yes, Master.” My voice was breathy.
“Is this turning you on like it is for me?”
“Yes, Master. Please.”
“Now get up and get dressed,” he said.
Shame washed over me.
Before I reached for my gown, I stood in front of him, naked and bare to him. “Please, Master. Please forgive me. Will you please fuck me?” It was a bold question to ask but I was so turned on. I could feel the wetness between my legs dripping down.
“Why should I reward you with my cock?” He moved closer to me.
“Because I learned my lesson…I promise I won’t betray you again, Master.”
He smirked. “That’s where you’re wrong, Dove. You will betray me, because it’s in your nature. But in doing so, I’ll enjoy punishing you. And you’ll continue to hate me.”
“I don’t really hate you, Master.”
He hooked his finger into the ring on my collar. “Yes. You will hate me after I punish and fuck you.”
With his finger hooked in my collar, he brought my face toward his, forcing his tongue in my mouth. I savored the feeling. I reveled in the sensation. He was a great kisser, and I realized this was the first time we were kissing. I kissed him back with just as much force as I undid his dress shirt in the process.
I could feel him smiling against my lips. He loved that I knew he was in control. And that he controlled my destiny. I had to accept that. “I didn’t hurt you too bad, did I?” His question surprised me.
“No, Master. Because I’m so fucking wet for you.”
With his hand, he lowered me on the bed and took my hands to restrain them on the railing of the headboard. He moved back to take a look at me, ready and willing at his mercy. “Fuck, you never looked so beautiful. Now you’re ready to be fucked.”
With my hands restrained, I squirmed in anticipation of him. I needed him. “Please, Master.”
“Mmm, I love when you beg, Dove.” He smoothed his hands over my skin, again making goosebumps appear. Completely undressed, he looked like a mythological god. His chest muscles were defined as well as his abs. My mouth watered.
Leaning forward, his mouth on mine, he thrusted inside me, causing me to scream, tears flowing from the pain. He looked down at me and realization set in on his face. “You’ve never…”
I didn’t let him finish his sentence because I knew what he was asking. “I…I was waiting for the right moment.” I smiled nervously. “Please, Master. I need you.”
He smiled and then truly began fucking me. He rolled my nipples between his fingers until they were hard enough to cut glass.
“So fucking tight and wet,” he moaned.
“Just for you, Master.”
“All mine. You are mine now, always,” he replied.
My legs opened a little wider so I could gain some friction against him. And I was so close.
“Come for me, Dove. I know you’re close, baby.”
He continued thrusting inside me and it didn’t take me long to obey his command.
Chapter Seven
DAMON
I placed Kara back in her bed when she fell asleep soon after we had sex. I felt like she’d be more comfortable waking up in her own bed. My mind raced constantly last night as I lie there alone in my own bed. I hoped I hadn’t hurt her too bad. However, she seemed like she enjoyed the pain as much as I did. I couldn’t believe I took her virginity. Hell, I didn’t know. My thoughts trailed off and sleep finally came.
***
After dressing, I headed down stairs for breakfast. I wasn’t expecting to see Kara sitting at the table patiently waiting fo
r me. I smiled with delight.
“Good morning, Master.”
I moved to kiss the top of her head. “Good morning, Dove.”
Was she playing me? Or was she really sincere in addressing me as Master? Sometimes people did what they could do to survive. Was this Kara surviving? I couldn’t help the thoughts that ran through my head.
“How’s your ass? Sore?”
She laughed. “Sore, Master. But Susie offered me some cream to ease the sting.”
“Good.” I took the napkin and placed it on my lap while Susie placed the food on the table. “Make sure you eat plenty of food.”
She nodded in response. We ate in silence and I kept stealing glances at her, trying to figure her out.
“Can I ask a question, Master?”
“You may.”
“Have you ever done what we did last night with anyone else?”
“You’re a curious one, aren’t you? If I’m honest, I’ve never done that with anyone. Not since I was a teen.”
“Then why me?”
“Because I know you can handle it. I know you can deal with my darkness.”
“All right.”
“Do you think you can submit completely to my darkness, Dove?”
She chewed on her food while she pondered my question. “I’ll do my best.”
“What’s that?”
“I’ll do my best, Master,” she replied.
“Good girl. Now I need to deal with some business for a few hours. Think you can behave while I’m gone?”
She moved from her chair and sat right on my lap. “Master, you aren’t the only one with a darkness inside them.” She kissed me feverishly, making me hard once again
I let her get her fill of me before separating myself from her. “As much I want to bend you over this table, fuck you, and spank your ass, you need to heal first.”
Her lips connected with mine before she stood to go sit back in her chair. I think I created a monster. She was ready to go another round and it hadn’t even been twelve hours since I fucked her senseless. Since she begged for me to fuck her.
***
KARA
Part of me was appalled by my actions last night. The other part of me was happy to let a bit of myself go, to realize I finally lost my virginity, and of all people, to Damon Alessio, finding I was so turned on by that spanking and the paddling. I felt myself blushing. And with the darkness that burned deep in Damon, I had my own thoughts and feelings that I hadn’t been aware of until last night. He took me to bed after he punished me. And I couldn’t stop thinking about the way he made me feel, the way he cared for me during sex, and the way he cared for me after.
I’m not sure how I ended up in my room. I can only assume Damon put me back in my bed. All I can say is I was thankful waking up in my own bed and being able to process last night. I hated myself for feeling what I was feeling. Last night was…. amazing. He told me I would hate him afterward. I was confused by how I was feeling.
Once Damon was gone. I dressed in a bikini and a cover up before heading back downstairs in search of Susie.
Finding her in the kitchen, I asked, “Am I allowed out back, to lay out in the sun and to swim?”
She looked up at me and smiled. “Yes, Kara. You are permitted out back. But like Master said….”
Interrupting her, I said, “I know. I’ll be on my best behavior.”
“Very well. Have a good afternoon. Lunch will be ready in two hours.”
“Great.” I was thrilled to be able to go outside and to smell fresh air.
I found a lounge chair to settle on with the book I was almost finished with. Removing the cover up, I settled in. The sun felt amazing on my skin.
But after getting drowsy from reading in the sun, an idea popped in my head. What if I could get out of here? No one came to check on me the whole time I was out here. Carefully getting up from the lounge chair, I walked around and found a gate connecting the back of the house to the front. All I had to do was lift the latch. It was simple, but my heart raced and it felt like it might burst out of my chest.
I said a silent prayer before ever so carefully lifting the latch. I was about to be free. So close to my freedom. Once I stepped on the front lawn, I felt a man’s arms engulf me, lifting me over his shoulder like I was a ragdoll.
Well, that wasn’t such a bright idea after all. “Let me down now!” I screamed, pounding my fists on his back.
He walked in the front door and to the kitchen. “Look who I found trying to escape,” he told Susie.
I lifted my head and saw how pissed she was. “Well, I guess we’ll have to put you in the basement until Master arrives home. Then he’ll decide what he wants to do with you.”
Chapter Eight
KARA
While the man carried me down the stairs, I continued throwing a fit, demanding to be put down. Meanwhile, Susie was on the phone with Damon. I knew I was in big trouble. It was stupid trying to escape this early in the game. By now, I knew Damon would punish me thoroughly.
Hours might have passed; I wasn’t quite sure. No one had came down to the basement, not even Susie, to feed me and my stomach was growling. I slipped in and out of sleep for the rest of the night. I woke up forgetting where I was only to realize I was in the cold and damp basement and my hand was cuffed to the headboard.
Bright light filtered the room. The windows were high but the morning sun shone through. I was surprised I actually slept through the night.
I waited for Susie to bring me breakfast, but she never came. Around what I assumed to be lunch time, Susie made an appearance. All she did was peek over the stair railing at me and then headed back up. I was officially in starvation mode. Surely, Damon told her not to feed me.
By dinner time when the sun was descending, I was feeling weak. And finally, Susie showed up. “Eat. You’ll need your strength. Master is home.” She shoved a tray of food at me. I was so hungry I ate like a crazed animal that hadn’t ever eaten a decent meal before. “You will remove your bikini before Master comes down here,” she told me, taking the now empty tray.
Twenty or thirty minutes later, a light flipped on and I knew Damon was coming down. When he came into full view, my eyes hungered at the view of him. The first couple of buttons on his white dress shirt were undone and his sleeves were rolled up to his forearm. I always thought that look was sexy on just about any man, but there was something about Damon. Maybe it was the power he held, the power he wanted to have over me. But I wasn’t well-behaved. I knew I was being a spoiled brat.
“It seems you wish not to remain in my home, Dove.”
I couldn’t even respond because I was still stunned from my actions the day before.
“Well, what do you have to say for yourself?”
I had no words to answer him with.
“You think you can escape me, Dove?”
I couldn’t speak; I saw the rage in his dark eyes. He laid a small tackle box at the foot of the bed.
“You better talk, Dove!”
He spoke with such force it caused me to jump.
“I’m sorry, Master. I…I’m sorry.” I tried to give pitiful eyes but it wasn’t working.
“Is that all you have to say for yourself? Did you really think my men were not watching you?”
“Please, Master. I’m sorry. I really am. I…Please forgive me.”
Angry, yet with such demeanor, Damon said, “You’re just sorry you got caught. Do you know how many bad men are out there, just waiting to get their hands on you? Men far worse than me, Dove. Men who despise your father and who will use you to get what they want from him.”
I was a nobody. I knew no one wanted me. “What are you going to do to me?”
He smirked. “I’ve been thinking about your punishment for the last twelve hours. Turn over and get on all fours, Dove.”
The calmness in his voice made me nervous. Looking over my shoulder, I could see him reaching in the tackle box as he pulled out what looked li
ke a riding crop. He lashed it across my ass. The leather material stung. After what seemed like forever, he took the crop to my ass again. Damon rubbed it against my pussy, tapping it roughly at times until I was soaked with desire. Then he took it away, leaving me groaning with want and need.
Damon removed the handcuff. I watched as he reached into his tackle box, pulling out a set of straps.
“On your back,” he ordered.
I immediately obeyed.
“Arms and legs out.”
He strapped my arms to the edge of the headboard. Then took my legs so I was spread eagle and secured to the bed. My mind was so strung with desire, I gave no thought as to what he was going to do next.
He whispered in my ear, “This is a clit stimulator and you will only come when I say you can. Because you need to learn I control you. I own you. And you are fucking mine, Dove.”
I gasped when he put it on me. He flipped it on and, “Oh god,” came out of my mouth.
He switched it back off then put a blindfold on me. “Until you learn to accept me as your Master, you’ll remain here in the dark, in this basement. Strapped to the bed.” Damon fingered my pussy until I was ready to explode. I could hear him sucking the juices from his finger. He kissed my lips and I tasted myself on him.
Then nothing. I was left alone in complete darkness. I was so confused by what was going on, I was almost dizzy with desire. Damon had left me alone strapped to a bed where he would be controlling this vibrator thing. He must have been able to turn it on with a remote, because now it was stimulating my clit and driving me insane.
His voice came over an intercom that I didn’t know existed. “I’m going to enjoy watching you squirm, Dove.”
My breathing picked up as I tried to move my hips in a motion so I could come. I tried to squeeze my thighs together to get some friction, some control. But Damon turned the fucking thing back off.
“Not yet, Dove.”
God, his voice was so sexy. And I couldn’t see him at all with the blindfold. I hated myself for feeling so needy. My pussy was dripping wet. With the stimulator off, I tried to slow my breathing.
