Poor girl, with her new vegan diet … Torrance knew she didn’t like it at all, and he couldn’t blame her. Some people took to it very well, but Cate was like him. They’d grown up on Texas food. Steak, BBQ, chicken. It was in their blood. Now he was making himself suffer right along with her, and he couldn’t stand it. There was no way he could eat a nice, juicy steak in front of her and watch her suffer alone. And the diet was only the beginning––just one item on the long list of stuff her new master wanted.
Cate lifted her leg and let it settle across his stomach. She groaned in her sleep and he knew it was because she was sore. The master’s strenuous workout routine he had her on was unreal. Torrance could remember reading it and thinking what the hell? This guy couldn’t be serious. Cate might have been slightly overweight, but the curves looked good on her. Damn good. Just because the guy was a health freak didn’t mean he had to turn Cate into one too.
Torrance’s lips pressed together and he suddenly noticed his hand was moving across her thigh and toward her ass. Fingers gripped into his chest and he silently cursed himself. This was going to get hot and heavy fast if he didn’t put a stop to it.
He turned into her and the wetness between her legs moved against his thigh. Torrance could feel his fingers grip into her back. Fuck. He needed to get up. Now. He started to turn when she lifted her head and searched his face. The rejection she felt was evident from her expression. He’d hurt her by stopping, but he just couldn’t continue. Not now, and not in the future…especially if they were to make a clean break, in thirty days.
“Your list awaits. You have quite the day ahead of you.” He crawled out of bed and walked into the restroom. As he brushed his teeth, he couldn’t get those dark green eyes out of his head. They almost seemed to be pleading to him. The tension between them for the last few days had been downright steamy. He’d almost bent her ass over the sofa and fucked her senseless the third day, when he saw her picking up their mess from the night before. She’d been leaning over, and the sun-dress she wore had given him a glimpse of her thighs.
Torrance had stalked from the room with more anger at himself than anything. It didn’t make it any easier when she came into the room and kneeled before him. When he’d asked what she wanted, rather curtly, she’d asked if he was mad at her. The anger had left him in that moment. The last thing he wanted was for her to think she’d done something wrong. Now, today was starting out just as tense. He really needed to find a way to release or he was going to explode.
Torrance left the restroom, and went to the closet, grabbing his workout clothes. They’d have a quick breakfast, and then he’d hit the gym. And not his gym, either. Cate would be there, following her master’s rules. If he had to see her on any more of those machines, he’d lose all resolve.
He got dressed and began laying out the stuff for bacon and eggs, with toast. Just as he began cooking, he heard a growling noise. Cate walked into the kitchen and a moan came from her mouth.
“Oh, sweet torture.” She walked up the stove and inhaled deeply. “Lucky bastard. I think I’d kill a person for some real food.” Her hand reached for a banana. She smiled at him and held up the fruit. “I’m just going to get a quick bite, and hit the gym.” She looked at his clothes. “Are you going to join me after you eat?”
His eyes went back to the food, longingly. “I forgot you couldn’t eat this. I’m sorry.”
The way she waved her hand said it was no big deal, but it was to Torrance.
“Truthfully, I think I’ve needed rules like this. Maybe my new master knows what’s best.” Her lips encased the banana and Torrance watched the action, mesmerized. “You know, Tor?”
“What?” His gaze came back up to meet hers.
“My master, and his rules. The whole diet, and working out thing. Maybe it’s for the best. I’ve needed structure for a long time now, and he’s making me do it. It’s probably a blessing in disguise.”
Torrance shook his head, aggravated. He wanted to tell her that her master didn’t know shit. But he couldn’t talk down about the man she was going to. Besides, he was her master at the moment.
“Sure,” he snapped, flipping the bacon.
The banana peel slammed into the trash and he watched her stomp to the gym. He sighed and ran his hand through his hair. Fuck, something had to change.
But what?
Torrance finished up breakfast and looked down at all the food. His eyes went toward the hallway and he smiled. He made both of them a plate and placed it on the counter. Reaching over, he hit the intercom button. “Cate, come into the kitchen.” Within seconds she came in, glaring at him. Her face was flushed and she was already beginning to sweat. He’d seen her work out. She sure as hell didn’t mess around.
Torrance lifted the plate. “Sit at the table and eat.”
An eyebrow rose at him. “I’m not supposed to. My master doesn’t allow it.”
“Well he’s not here, is he? Now sit down and eat.” Torrance walked the plate over to the table and he noticed she’d crossed her arms over her chest. But she was standing very still. “Cate. Eat.”
She shook her head. “I will not go against my master’s orders.”
“I’m your master! Now get your ass to the table and eat, or I’m going to bend you over the couch again and make you wish you would have listened the first time.”
Cate’s eyes narrowed. “You’d spank me for following my master’s wishes?” Slowly, she walked forward. “You don’t need an excuse to spank me, Tor. I’ll gladly bend over and let you do whatever you’d like.”
He groaned, and then he was walking forward before he could stop himself. He pulled her by the arm and led her to the couch. “I don’t give a shit what diet you’re supposed to be on. I told you from the first day, you’re mine for as long as you stay in this house. If I tell you to eat, then you’ll goddamn fucking eat.”
He jerked down the yoga pants and connected his hand against her ass, hard––harder than he probably should have, for the first slap. “And you seriously think I need an excuse, Cate? I’ll take you whenever I damn well feel like it. I own you. Now let me hear it. Who’s your master while you’re here?” He spanked her again, and she moaned, pushing her ass into him as he caressed the bright red skin.
“You are.”
He spanked her again. “I am…what? You can’t say I’m your master, and then not say master at the end. Come on, doll. You know better than that.”
“You are, Master.”
“Better.” Torrance rubbed his fingers down her slit and closed his eyes at the amount of wetness she had for him. Slowly, he slid a finger inside. The tightness that encased his finger was torture. Fuck, he wanted his cock in her pussy so badly it was going to kill him. One time wouldn’t be bad, would it? He slid another finger inside and pushed deep.
“Please,” she whispered. The word had so much power to it that he couldn’t resist.
“Don’t move,” he ordered. Torrance walked into his room and opened the nightstand. The conDoms were right there. All he had to do was grab one and he’d be free to fuck her until he dropped. Yet, he hesitated. “Shit.” He grabbed one and closed his eyes. What was he doing? Why was this decision even hard? He wanted her. She wanted him. Fucking piece of cake. Torrance pushed away all the thoughts, but Cate. She’d said please.
Torrance grabbed the lube too, and walked back into the living room. The bright red of her ass had his cock pulsing all over again. “I’m going to fuck you, Cate. But on one condition.”
Her head lifted, but she looked straight ahead. Damn, she was such a good sub when she wasn’t trying to get him all riled up.
“What’s that, Master?”
“You’ll wear a butt plug until I get home in a few hours. If you decline, we stop here and you go to the table and eat like a good girl.”
Cate got quiet as she stared forward. “I’ve never worn one before. But I will.”
His hand went between her legs. Torrance poured some lube
on her ass and massaged the wetness all the way down to her folds. “I’m going to break you in good, doll. Before long, my cock is going to be sliding deep inside that tight little opening you have there.” His fingertip pushed inside her ass and she met him eagerly. The action had his finger almost completely inside of her.
Torrance bit his lip and eased his middle and ringer fingers into her pussy at the same time. With both of her entrances filled, he watched her take him greedily. She moaned, rocking her hips. The erotic movement had him withdrawing his fingers. He opened the conDom and slid it onto his thick length.
“You are not allowed to move. If you do, I stop.” His fingers clutched her ponytail and he pulled her head back. Slowly, he pushed the tip of his cock inside of her. Tightness encircled him and he paused, giving her time to adjust.
A knock at the door spun both of their heads at the startling noise. “Are you expecting company?” She looked up at him.
“No.” Torrance growled and stepped back. He pulled the conDom off and handed Cate the lube. “Put this in the drawer next to the bed and wait for me there, naked. You are not to leave that bed. Understand me?”
“Yes, Master.” She stood and pulled up her pants. The moment the door shut, Torrance threw the conDom in the trash. He adjusted his shorts and looked through the peephole.
He grabbed the knob and hesitated. Jill. What the hell was Jill doing here? He glanced toward the bedroom and cracked the door open. The moment Jill saw him she lowered to her knees.
“Stand up,” he snapped. “I’m not your master, anymore. What? I thought we agreed you wouldn’t be coming here anymore.”
Blonde hair fell over her shoulder as she stood up. The half trench she wore opened, revealing a bright red corset and matching panties. The stockings were attached to the garter belt around her lower waist. “Dave and I aren’t working out. I was wondering if you were interested in where we left off? I’m different now, Tor. I…” she paused. “I’m ready to come home.”
“This isn’t your home, Jill. We both agreed we needed other things. We’ve moved on.”
Her blue eyes came up to meet his. “I never really did.” Her hands lifted to his chest.
When her head jerked toward the bedroom, he knew in the pit of his stomach that Cate stood there. He turned and looked into her face. Shock was definitely present, but what looked like the slightest bit of hurt also masked her features.
“I’m sorry to interrupt. I had messages from Doc on my phone. I thought maybe it was he. Please continue. I was just about to leave, anyway.”
Cate went back into the room and shut the door. He turned to Jill and pushed her hands down. “Go.” The command was short, but to the point. Her eyes narrowed and she spun around to the elevator. Torrance shut the door with all the fury he felt.
The moment he entered the bedroom, Cate was sliding the dress over her head. “I told you not to get off that bed.”
She glanced at him, but continued with her task.
“Cate. Get on the bed.”
She laughed and slid on her shoes. “Sorry, but I don’t think so. I’m going to need that list from my master. I’ll do what I can to follow his orders on my own.”
Torrance couldn’t believe what he was hearing. He walked over and lifted her face. “All this because of Jill?”
“I told you from the beginning, I didn’t want to be mixed up with any of your drama. I wanted to be trained by my actual master. Since that wasn’t possible, I took a chance by trusting you. You said I had nothing to worry about.” She sighed. “She’s…beautiful. The girl clearly wants you back. I don’t know what happened between the two of you, but maybe she has changed. You’ll never know unless you find out.”
“Jill isn’t who I want. Things ended for a reason. It was a mutual break-up. Whether she’s changed or not is not my concern. I’m done with her. There’s nothing there for me whatsoever.”
Cate shrugged out of his touch and walked over to her bags. “You’re an amazing person, Torrance. It was an honor serving you. It really was. But I should be going. I need to focus on what my master wants, and you’ve already taught me so much. I’m sure by the time he gets back, I’ll have learned enough to at least be able to please him a little.”
Torrance was torn. He’d never stopped anyone when it came to personal decisions, but he couldn’t bear letting Cate leave so soon. “Stay.”
She leaned down and picked up her bags. “Thirty days is such a long time to live with a person, considering the kind of relationship we have. I’m starting to realize that with each day I get to know you better. If I stay, we both know my transition won’t go as smoothly as it should. I wish you the best, Tor. And I really hope you find a worthy enough sub, someday.”
Cate headed for the front door and Torrance rushed over and stood in front of it. “I like having you around. Stay. You can have the guest bedroom. I’ll continue to train you, but your clothes will stay on. It’ll all be verbal. There will be no more girls coming to the door. I can promise you that.”
“It’s not just the girls, Torrance. I’m really not that upset about it at all. I kind of figured it would happen at some point. I mean, look at you,” she laughed. “You’re every woman’s dream. I’m actually surprised it hasn’t happened before this.” The bags shifted in her hands. “We both know it’s better this way. We had a great time. Let’s end it on that note.”
Torrance clutched the handle behind him. She was right, and he knew it was probably for the best. But dammit, he wasn’t ready to let her leave. “I promised Doc I would train you for 30 days. Don’t make me have to tell him that I couldn’t do the job. Word gets around in our community. A sub is only as good as the master. If they feel I couldn’t control you…”
The way Cate’s eyes widened, he knew she believed him. God, he was a sorry son of a bitch. Although what he said was true, he could seriously not care less what other people thought of him. But she didn’t need to know that.
Chapter Six
Cate’s face filled with worry as he took her in. She shifted under his gaze. “I wasn’t aware. I’m sorry. The last thing I want is anyone doubting your training ability.”
Torrance felt himself sag into the door in relief. Maybe it was best that things had worked out this way. Now he could get the distance he knew was best for both of them. Even though his mind knew it, he was still having a hard time convincing himself. At least she’d stayed, though. Even if he couldn’t touch her, at least she was still under his roof.
“Here, let me show you to the guest bedroom. You can get all set up in there, and then we’ll set some hours for your sub training.” He led her into the back bedroom and paused as he looked around. Cate immediately stepped around him. Her mouth opened in shock as she took in all of his toys.
“Amazing,” she whispered. Her eyes turned to look at him. “Will you show me how they work?” She laughed. She quickly shook her head. “I mean, not, you know…in person, per se. Just show me.”
“Of course. You’ll need to know.” Torrance was sure his cock couldn’t get any harder. “I’ll move all of this in my room. It’s bigger, and you’ll have more space.”
Cate’s hand lifted a little. “Will you leave it? All I really need is the bed.” Her gaze focused on the St. Andrew Cross, and she walked up and ran her touch down the padded leather that rested against the X. “I think I’d like this one,” she said, picking up the dangling cuff that hung from one of the sides of the cross.
It took everything Torrance had not to walk forward and strip her down. He wanted her on that cross. Wanted to test her pain tolerance with his riding crop. Hell, the flogger would be enjoyable, too.
As she inspected everything, he sat her bags down and left for his room. He took the list from his dresser drawer and looked at her master’s orders. The disgust that washed over him he knew was unwarranted. Yeah, some of the things were ridiculous, but nothing worth him getting all worked up over. He headed back into Cate’s room and handed it
to her. She peered down and her head jerked up.
“I haven’t done over half of these things, Tor. Why didn’t you show me this earlier?”
The answer wouldn’t come. He truthfully had no idea. Maybe it was because he couldn’t bear to see her do anything for ‘him’, or it could have been because of how time-consuming each item was. He’d never get to see her. “Guess they just didn’t seem like a big deal to me.”
“I’m supposed to have a log of my weight loss from day one. We’re on day nine!” She collapsed to the bed. “He’s going to be so upset with me. I haven’t even met him, yet I already feel like I failed.”
“Nonsense.” Torrance sat next to her. “I’ll just tell him I forgot to give it to you. Solved.”
Cate sighed. “Thank you. That might make it better.” Her eyes went back to the list.
A knock had Torrance groaning. He looked at Cate. “If it’s a girl, I’m going to assume someone is playing a joke on me, because this doesn’t happen. Ever.” He stood and held his hand out to her. “Come. You will not stay back here and hide out of sight.”
Cate took his hand and they answered the door together. A man handed him a package, addressed to Cate. It was from her master, which instantly put a sour taste in Torrance’s mouth.
“Looks like someone got gifts from Brazil.” He shut the door and she grabbed the box from his hand.
“Presents!” The excitement in her voice was evident, and made him want to go out and buy her something big. Something that would put whatever was inside that box to shame. Cate took the package into the kitchen and used a knife to cut through the tape. All Torrance could do was watch as she opened it and pulled out a letter. As she began to read out loud, he rested his arms on the bar.
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