Enslaving Dana (Mission Pleasure Book 3)

by Scarlett Sanderson

  Bastien continued. “This beautiful woman in my arms is Dana. She’s my submissive.”

  There were whoops and cheers from the crowd.

  “I met her right here at Decadence and from the moment I saw her, I knew I had to have her. I’ll admit, I’ve been a bit of an ass.”

  “Understatement of the year,” Alex catcalled. Dana imagined he was getting a sharp dig in the ribs from Nora.

  As the snickers died down, Bastien continued, “Okay, I’ve been a big fucking ass. I fucked up with this woman. I didn’t tell her how much she meant to me. How I really felt. So I’m showing her. Now. Tonight. In front of all of you and my best friends. I’m claiming what’s mine. My beautiful submissive, Dana.”

  Her heart melted, turned to goo and mush inside her chest. Making that kind of commitment was not to be taken lightly. He’d claimed her in front of his friends and the people of Decadence. For a Dominant, there was no greater commitment.

  Bastien released her. She felt feminine hands on her once again. Ruby and Nora untied the sash at her waist and helped her remove her dress. Although the delicate touches weren’t meant to arouse, she was completely turned on by the soft brushes of their fingers against her skin.

  Ruby whispered, “We are right here with you. We were claimed by our Masters in similar ways. Don’t be frightened. Embrace it.”

  Bastien stepped behind her, unclasped her bra and palmed her breasts. He plucked her nipples and she leaned back, her head on his shoulder as white hot pleasure exploded through her system. Suddenly the nerves of being in public didn’t matter. All she cared about was Basiten touching her.

  “Master Joshua is going to put some clamps on these pretty pink nipples. Once he’s done you’re going to thank him.”

  Oh god. Joshua and Alex weren’t just here for moral support. They were going to help him claim her.

  Her libido shot up another notch. Joshua and Alex were handsome men. Dominant to the core. She’d thought having one Dom tending to her was hot, three was overload. She almost made a mess of her panties.

  Joshua stepped in front of her. Although she couldn’t see him, she knew it was him. The air felt different. Darker. Dangerous. “You have such pretty nipples, Dana.” He pinched one and she squirmed. “Take a deep breath.”

  She did as he commanded and her breasts jutted out further. The bite of jagged metal teeth on her sensitive buds, first one, then the other, made her hiss. Her pussy throbbed in time with her tortured nipples.

  Joshua tugged on the chain that link them and Dana moaned, “Oh my god.” Heat rushed to her cheeks as her blood heated.

  “Bastien, she is a treasure.”

  Bastien kissed her neck softly. “Isn’t she? Dana, thank Master Joshua.”

  Dana moistened her dry lips and managed to croak, “Thank you, Master Joshua.”

  “Good girl.” Bastien’s praise always made her preen, but the level of contentment went deeper now, curled inside her soul.

  “I bet you are so wet. Joshua, test her cunt. See if she’s wet. I’m betting she is.”

  Her pulse sped up. She was so turned on, trying desperately not to come.

  Joshua ran two fingers down the seam of her pussy. “She’s dripping. Ruby, come here.” She heard a suckling noise, and she imagine Joshua putting his coated fingers into his submissive’s mouth. She wished she could see it.

  “How does she taste?”

  “Hmm,” Ruby murmured. “Amazing, Master.”

  Dana heard kissing. She couldn’t take not being able to see anymore. She wanted to be able to remember everything about this night. “Bastien, Sir.”

  “Yes, Dana?”

  “Please, can you remove the blindfold. I want to see. I want to remember everything.”

  Basiten nuzzled her neck. “Are you sure? The blindfold was for your benefit. To help you let go. To not worry about the crowd or what was happening. To enjoy. You think you can handle me removing it?”

  Her heart flip-flopped. Even now he was protecting her. But he didn’t need to. She was ready. Eager to be his in every way a submissive belong to a Dominant. “I can handle it, Sir.”

  As he removed the blindfold, she blinked a few times, adjusting to the dim light. Joshua and Ruby stood a few feet away. Although fully dressed, Ruby nestled into the crook of her Master’s arm. She flashed Dana an encouraging smile.

  Dana scanned the crowd. The light was too low to make out features but she could see a fairly large crowd in front of the stage. They all watched her. Excitement raced through her. She didn’t think she’d enjoy being watched, but it felt anonymous and forbidden. Heightened her need to be owned by Bastien.

  She turned her attention to the rest of the stage. Alex and Nora stood in front of what looked like a long dining table covered with a white cloth and numerous dishes of food. Curious, she glanced at Bastien over her shoulder. The first sight of him stole her breath. His beautiful eyes looked at her with desire and something she could only describe as love.

  How had she not seen this before? How blind had she been?

  Totally and utterly, she thought. Her own insecurities had blinded her to reality. Bastien wasn’t like other men. He was on the opposite end of the spectrum to men like Daniel. And she’d refused to see it. She’d been a complete idiot and almost thrown away their relationship. Stupid. But not anymore.

  Leaning her head on his shoulder, she reached up and touched his cheek. His beard scraped against her skin. When he placed a tender kiss on her forehead, she sighed and melted all over again. She’d never felt so safe, cared for and loved.

  His lips curled and he whispered, “Let’s begin. Master Alex, help me undress her completely.”

  Alex walked over. He stood in front of her and flashed a wolfish grin that sped her pulse. “My pleasure.”

  Her heart pounded, blood thick in her veins, as Bastien hooked his fingers in the back of her panties and drew them over her buttocks. Alex slipped his fingers inside of the front seam and she gasped. His touch was different, but no less arousing. They pushed the expensive material to her knees and she shimmed them to the floor.

  Alex looked behind her to Bastien. “Can I touch your submissive?”

  “Be my guest.”

  He palmed her heated mound and Dana moaned, arched her hips towards him. Bastien laughed. A slow rumble in his chest sent shivers running down her spine to her clit. All this teasing drove her insane. She’d never felt so alive. So electric. So damned sexy.

  “She’s beautiful, Bastien. A real treasure.”

  “I know. And she’s all mine,” he replied with a possessive tone that weakened her knees.

  Dana yelped as Bastien swept her into his arms and carried her to the table. Up close, she could see the dishes surrounded the edges only. In the middle was a raise dais the length of a person. Briefly, she wondered what was happening, but her questions were answered when Bastien laid her down in the middle of the table.

  Apprehension must have shown on her face because Bastien peered down at her and said, “Trust me.”

  She nodded, forced her body to relax. She trusted him. He was her Dominant and her welfare was his main concern.

  “Put your arms over your head.”

  She did as he commanded. Ruby and Nora secured her wrists and ankles with leather cuffs attached to chains, shackling her in place. She wasn’t completely clueless. She’d seen things like this online—people being used as plates. People being objectified and used. She never thought she’d be into that level of submission, but being here with Bastien, her Master, it felt right.

  He stroked her hair and picked up one of the dishes. “Melted chocolate,” he drizzled the sticky goodness up and down her body.

  When the warm sugary treat hit her skin, dripped over her flesh, slid over her pussy lips, Dana jerked against her bonds. Bastien leaned down and licked at the chocolate splashes around her clamped nipple.

  “Oh my god,” she breathed. The sensations were unbelievable. His hot tongue lappin
g at the stickiness drove her to the point of orgasm.

  Bastien pulled back. “No coming. Not until I give you permission.”

  She nodded her understanding, unable to talk as he picked up another dish and proceeded to repeat the process.

  “Caramel,” he dribbled the thick sauce over her thighs, paying particular attention to her pussy.

  It made sense their claiming ceremony would involve sweet stuff. It was their shared passion.

  When he was done, he motioned to the other two Doms. “Help yourself.”

  A murmur of encouragement ran through the darkened crowd. Alex and Joshua swooped in, joining Bastien. They feasted on her, sometimes mopping up the stickiness with strawberries, other times eating straight from her skin. Their hot tongues and eager hands drove her deep into sub-space. She stopped listening to their encouraging comments, instead she floated into a surreal sense of calm and intense, pulsing need. A tongue lapped at her wet pussy lips and she whimpered. She relinquished all control, and entrusted herself to her Dom and his friends. It was the most amazing experience of her life.

  They drove her to the edge of orgasm again and again, but she dared not come. She didn’t have permission.

  Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, their heady ministrations stopped. She opened her eyes and watched the two other Doms retreat back to their waiting submissives.

  Bastien unshackled her. “Did you enjoy that?”

  She nodded and he said, “Thank them.”

  She turned and looked at both men in turn, “Thank you, Sirs.”

  Crawling onto the table with her, Bastien knocked dishes to the floor as he loomed over her. Braced on his hands and knees, he stared into her eyes. The world receded. All that mattered was him and the pride shining from him. He moved his hips forward and his hard cock brushed her opening. She realized he was naked.

  When had that happened? Not that she cared.

  “You’re so perfect,” he stared down at her. “Perfect for me. And all mine.”

  Once again, she reached up and brushed his cheek. “All yours. Forever.” And she was. Body, heart, soul. She’d fallen in love with Bastien, but never hoped they could have something lasting. Something long term. He’d proven her wrong tonight. He’d given her his commitment. How could she not give it back?

  He kissed her, tenderly at first, then with an urgency that drove her hips upwards in an attempt to get him inside her.

  “I need to fuck you. Need to be inside your sweet pussy. I want to do it right here, in front of everyone. Want you to scream my name when you come. Want everyone to know you belong to me.” He nuzzled her neck, nipped her skin. “Tell me now if you don’t want that. We can go somewhere private. But once I start, I won’t be able to stop.”

  “Here. Right here,” she murmured, wrapping her arms and legs around him. She didn’t care about the crowd. Maybe she did have a streak of exhibitionist in her after all. Right now, she needed him inside her. Filling her. Making her his.

  Bracing himself on one hand, Bastien reached between them, guided his cock into her wet heat. As he slid home they both groaned. He was impossibly hard, stretching her to capacity. She clawed at his shoulders, urging him on, but he built a deep, slow, steady pace that drove her wild. She bucked against him. The tip of him brushed over and over a delicious sweet spot.

  Dana grit her teeth in frustration, “You’re killing me.”

  He laughed and she felt the rumble between her thighs. “Feeling a little impatient, sweet Dana?”

  She gripped handfuls of his hair, forcing him to look at her. Although this was incredibly nice, she loved it when he was rough. She knew he liked it that way too. They were a perfect match. “Don’t hold back. Make me yours.”

  She watched his eyes move from teasing to feral. She loved that about him. That with a few words from her, something inside him flipped and he became wild. All for her.

  He surged into her hard and fast. It bowed her spine as she whispered, “Yes” into his ear. He gripped the edge of the table above her. With the other hand, he held her hip. His fingers digging into the flesh hard enough to leave bruises. The added pain spiked her arousal. Her pussy throbbed, contracted with the familiar sensation of impending orgasm.

  “Don’t come yet. Not yet,” he rasped.

  He fucked her harder and faster, taking what belonged to him. Taking what she offered. Love, wonder and excitement at a shared future added to the fire, building desire to an epic crescendo. A happy tear slid out. His cock swelled and she gasped. The tip grazed over her sweet spot quicker and quicker.

  The muscles in her legs began to tremble. “I can’t hold on. I need…oh god…Bastien, I need to come. Please let me.”

  “Beg.”

  Somehow she managed to gasp out her plea. “Please, please, Sir. Master. Can I come?”

  His nails broke the skin on her hip as he rammed inside her one last time. “Come for me, sweet Dana.”

  Her world broke apart as the orgasm crashed over her. She screamed his name, clawed his back, drawing blood as he had with her. She’d had intense orgasms since meeting Bastien, but this took her to a new level. Maybe it was because she’d finally admitted her true feelings, her love for her Dominant. Maybe love made the orgasm more intense. None of that mattered as he pulsed between her thighs, spurting his come deep inside her. Her pussy rippled, drawing him deeper, not wanting to let him go.

  He was hers. She was his.

  Bastien sagged, but kept his weight off her by leaning on his forearms. His face shone with love. “You are truly amazing.”

  She blushed and gave him a wry smile. “So are you.”

  She became aware of whoops and cheers from the watching crowd. Now the show was over, she felt faintly embarrassed. But what the hell, she was amongst friends, people who understood what it was like to be in this type of relationship. People who wouldn’t judge.

  Someone threw a sheet over their naked bodies, and the lights dimmed on stage, indicted their show was over.

  She wiggled under Bastien and his cock jerked.

  She raised any eyebrow. “Again?”

  “Again, and again, and again. Always. You’re mine now. I’ve enslaved you,” he teased. He rubbed his nose against hers affectionately.

  Her insides turned to goo.

  Once, the idea of being enslaved by someone would have scared the crap out of her. Right now, she couldn’t think of anywhere else she’d rather be. She’d been claimed. Enslaved. And it felt fan-fucking-tastic.

  She took a deep breath, nervous about saying the three words etched on her heart. “I love you, Bastien.”

  He broke into the biggest, sunniest grin she’d ever seen and she knew her life as a submissive was just beginning. “I love you too, my sweet little cupcake.”

  The end.

  A Note from the Author

  Thank you, dear reader, for taking the time to read Enslaving Dana. I hope you enjoyed reading Bastien and Dana’s story as much as I enjoyed writing it. These characters have been with me for a very long time, and I am so pleased to finally be able to bring you their story – and the final book in the Mission Pleasure series!

  If you did enjoy the story, I would be super grateful if you could please leave a review. Reviews help spread the word to other readers and lets us authors know you would love to read more of what we write.

  I love writing about hot, Alpha men and the women who become their submissives’s, so there will a lot more books to look forward to from me. I’m working on a MC kinky romance series, and there will be a continuation of the Masters of Decadence with the next book in the series, Seduce Me.

  I love hearing from readers (after all, I’m a reader myself and love interacting with my favorite authors!). If you want to keep up to date with news and new releases, you can visit my website https://scarlettsanderson.wordpress.com/. I mainly hang around facebook and twitter, so come join me!

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  About the Author

  Multi-published author Scarlett Sanderson is a librarian by day and an erotic romance novelist by night. She lives in suburban England with her husband and dreams of having Lara Croft-type adventures. As a reader, she loves to immerse herself in sweeping tales of romance, fantasy and, most of all, tantalizing erotica. Those are the elements she tries to weave into the stories she creates.

  When not writing, Scarlett has a burning passion for history, find chocolate, good coffee and anything supernatural (especially if it includes the hunters Dean and Sam Winchester from the TV show Supernatural!).

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