A Rebel's Rules (Dark Star Doms Book 1)

by Ivy Barrett

  The “travel kit” was large and heavy enough to require a hover-case. He removed the remote from its holder and activated the unit. It hummed and levitated. He guided it out of the storage compartment.

  Danette sat on the edge of the table, her long legs nearly reaching the floor. The bustier supported her breasts without covering them. Gods, she looked delectable. His cock lurched in eager anticipation and warmth spread through his chest. How could he want to fuck her senseless one minute and cuddle her gently the next? She made him irrational!

  Her eyes widened with clever curiosity. “What’s in the case?”

  “I’m going to take this home with us when we’ve finished, so we can continue your training there. I find myself impatient for you to develop specific skills. The Palace has certain amenities I can’t duplicate at home, but I’ll supplement your lessons in between.”

  “Whatever pleases you.”

  “Lie on your back and extend your arms and legs.” The X-shaped table had been designed with this in mind. Wide padded cuffs secured her wrists and ankles, and a control panel allowed him to adjust her position any way he liked. He spread her legs and bent her knees.

  “When is it permissible for a slave to come?” he asked in an autocratic tone.

  “When her Master gives her leave.”

  “Very good.” He turned her face toward his, looking deeply into her eyes. “I do not give you permission. You will not come until I tell you to.”

  “I understand.”

  He flicked her nipple hard and she gasped. “Yes, Master. The proper response is ‘Yes, Master.’”

  “Yes, Master.”

  Korbin opened a side compartment on his travel kit and retrieved two small metal rings. Many slaves pierced their nipples, making the rings permanent. It warmed his heart to know she hadn’t loved Paul enough to alter her body.

  Suckling her nipples, he worked them into tight peaks. He slipped each ring into place and suckled again, making each progressively smaller until she moaned. Danette had the most beautiful breasts Korbin had ever seen—high, round, the nipples responsive and vivid red.

  “How does that feel?” He breathed across her turgid peak.

  “I ache.” She wiggled restlessly. “It’s almost as if I can still feel your mouth on me.”

  He brushed his fingertips across her belly, watching the taut flesh jump and quiver. Her skin was so sensitive. He loved touching her, would never tire of touching her, but Korbin knew too well what went on in the control booths. The Pleasure Masters watched, assessed, and determined what Offerings they would demand from the slaves. Pleasure Master Sixteen had his sights set on Danette.

  Watching the other man touch her had been almost more than Korbin could bear. They would have to make a hasty exit if they wanted to avoid him on the way out. Still, if they left the training room too quickly, he might question their sudden departure.

  Korbin had no option but to play his role, at least for a time. “The Pleasure Master is right. You must learn to respond immediately to my every touch. You love having your pussy licked, so we’ll try something different.” He retrieved a slender dildo from one of the compartments in his travel case and depressed the end until beads of lubricant appeared along the pink shaft. “You offered me your entire body without reservation when you agreed to be my slave. Tonight we’ll take another step toward that goal.”

  He stepped between her legs and pushed two fingers into her feminine core. She sighed and arched, then her eyes widened as he rubbed the toy against her anus. “I don’t want—” Her sentenced ended abruptly as he pushed the toy past her sphincter. Her horrified expression and ragged panting was perfectly convincing. “I don’t like that. Take it out!”

  “You’ll learn to like it or I’ll be forced to punish you. Would you rather come or be punished?”

  “I’d rather come.” Her whispery tone was just loud enough for the surveillance feed to register.

  “Because this is your first time, I’ll also use vibration.” He removed his fingers long enough to twist the base of the toy. When it hummed deep in her ass, he thrust his fingers back into her cunt. “Concentrate on the vibration and the slide.” He kept his fingers buried in her pussy while he slid the dildo in and out of her ass. She moaned and tossed her head. Her breasts quivered with each harsh breath. “Come for me now!”

  Slowly twisting the toy as he drew it out, he felt her inner muscles spasm with release. Her cry was real and the flush spreading across her delicate skin made him want to soothe her with kisses.

  “You did well, but I think you can do better.” Tossing the toy into the trash bin, he returned to his case. He seldom used this next device, as it caused more pain than pleasure, but it was their ticket out of here.

  Korbin moved back between her legs and bent toward her pussy. Her folds glistened with cream. Could the bastard see how wet she was? He licked her slit, savoring her salty-sweet taste. “Each time you fail to respond quickly enough I will clamp your clit. It causes no permanent damage, but I’m told it’s uncomfortable.”

  Holding her open with one hand, he carefully applied the clamp. He had three and this was the mildest. Her sudden scream startled him and he reached for the clamp. It shouldn’t have hurt her that badly. She twisted her hips away.

  “No, Master, I deserve it. I will try harder to please you. I will be ready for your touch, your kiss, your cock, whenever you desire me.”

  She understood. He breathed a sigh of relief and unfastened her ankle cuffs. “You will wear the clamp and the rings until I take them off.”

  “Yes, Master.” She panted harshly. “Thank you.”

  He shot her a warning look. That last bit had been a little too much. He helped her down from the table and gathered their belongings. “We’ll continue this lesson at home.” Activating the case, he opened the door and led her into the corridor. “If we hurry, we can be out of here before he returns from the control booth.”

  “Well, this fucking clamp isn’t making it easy to walk,” she whispered in a sharp, agitated tone.

  “Ignore the pain, my love, and I promise I’ll make it up to you.”

  Chapter Nine

  Moments after the shuttle left the ground, Korbin swiveled Danette’s chair toward the aisle and knelt in front of her. He left her safety restraints in place and lifted her legs to his shoulders. Blood surged into her clit as he released the clamp. She cried out, clutching the armrests.

  His hands slipped beneath her bare behind and his thumbs parted her folds. He pressed a kiss to her abused clit, circling the swollen nub with tender strokes. She relaxed against the chair, grateful for the safety restraints, needing the confinement.

  On and on he soothed and caressed her. The sting faded, replaced by a delicious throb. “Yes, Master, just like that.” She hadn’t meant to speak the words, but they escaped and Korbin raised his head. Danette froze. “I’m sorry.” She knew better than to speak without permission. What was wrong with her? He’d have to punish her. Her pussy clenched and her clit gave off a little pulse of protest. As long as he didn’t clamp her again, she’d…

  Lowering her legs to the floor, he cupped her mound and stared into her eyes. “I can’t be your Master, Danette, not now. Perhaps not ever.”

  The world narrowed to his tormented expression and the pain searing her heart.

  “A Master must be able to protect and provide for his slave. That’s why I worked as a Pleasure Master. It allowed me access to a lifestyle I can’t afford.”

  Tears swam before her eyes. She longed for him, burned for his demanding possession. How could he deny her now? “I don’t want anyone else. I…need you.” Her voice trembled, rough and raw.

  “You need this.” He pushed two fingers into her core, his gaze clouded, inscrutable. “You need a man who understands what it takes to please you. I can give you that, but don’t call me Master until I’ve earned the title.”

  Covering her mouth with his, his tongue slid, his teeth nipped. He
released the safety restraints and Danette whimpered. She didn’t want to be free! She’d accept Korbin as her lover if that was the only way he’d take her. She understood his hesitation, respected his honesty. Still, she craved the security, the devotion a Master gave his slave.

  She combed her fingers through his hair, moving her tongue against his. He tasted of passion—her passion—and the need consuming them. Her nipples strained against the confining rings. She wrapped her legs around his waist, opening herself, offering.

  Still kissing her, he swiveled his chair, aligning the two across the aisle. He shoved his pants to his knees and sat on the edge of the chair. His movements were nearly frantic as he freed his straining cock. She braced her feet against the chair behind him, brazenly canting her hips.

  He thrust to the hilt and they cried out together. Danette arched into his lunge. He took her hard and fast, and she couldn’t get enough. His fingers dug into her hips, lifting her as he drove in again and again. She clenched her inner muscles, never wanting it to end.

  Gathering her in his arms, he pulled her up against his chest. Her ringed nipples stung as his shirt teased their sensitive tips. His gaze burned with urgency and passion, so why had he stopped fucking her?

  “I…” He broke off and kissed her, his tongue delving deep.

  His cock jerked, the demanding rhythm driving her crazy. He caressed her back, squeezed her ass, pulled her tighter against his body.

  “Danette, I—” His sentence ended in a helpless laugh.

  “I love you too.” She smiled and squeezed as hard as she could.

  He groaned but still didn’t move. “I’m not afraid of the word. I know I love you. The timing is just so wrong.”

  Warmed by his sincerity, she traced the sensual contour of his lips. “Your timing was just fine until you stopped moving inside me.”

  Framing her face between his palms, he kissed her tenderly. His mouth slid with infinite care, his tongue almost tentative. She encouraged his gentleness, enjoying the unhurried pace. Their previous encounters had been rushed and bittersweet. They touched and kissed, enjoying the intimacy of their joined bodies.

  “Kneel across my lap,” he whispered against her lips.

  It was a tight fit, but she managed. He traced her spine and teased the crease between her ass cheeks. Each tantalizing caress escalated her desire.

  She trembled. His tenderness whetted her appetite for more. She wanted him wild and demanding, pounding into her. He lifted her hips and lunged. Danette welcomed him with a warm, wet squeeze. His fingers tightened against her hips and each thrust jarred her entire body.

  Her back arched. She braced her hands on the chair behind her. Korbin held her steady while he moved with firm, steady stokes. Her pussy fluttered and her nipples tingled as the tension continued to build. Gathering from all over her body, sensations converged in her abdomen. He thrust his full length into her and the impact set off a chain reaction. She clenched, and pleasure burst, pulsing outward until her toes curled. She tossed her head, shaking helplessly. He clutched her hips, holding her still while he joined her in release.

  * * * * *

  Ashton and Corry were waiting when they returned to Danette’s apartment.

  “We were starting to get worried.” Ashton didn’t bother with hellos. “The meeting is scheduled for six, not nine. We’re running out of time.”

  “Is the ship here?” Korbin asked.

  “My mother’s schooner would be a little conspicuous in this neighborhood. If you’re ready, I’ll help you with the installation and the women can meet us at my apartment.”

  Korbin’s gaze lingered on Danette’s face, but he managed to make his voice sound casual. “Does that work for you?”

  She smiled. “It’s fine.”

  “Where’s the device?” Ashton asked.

  “Locked in the shuttle’s hold.”

  The men departed and Corry turned to Danette. “Are your clothes here or on the shuttle?”

  “Here.” She motioned toward the bedroom. “I’ll just be a minute.”

  They didn’t speak again until they were on board Ashton’s shuttle, heading for his apartment on the other side of New Shardrake.

  “Did you know Pleasure Master Nine before we kidnapped you, or—”

  “Somehow I doubt Korbin told you about his other occupation. So, what were you doing at the Pleasure Palace?” Danette shot Corry a challenging glance.

  “I used the simulators after my father died. What attracted you to…that lifestyle?”

  Danette watched the city speed by. “What difference does it make to you?”

  “I’m just curious about the woman who’s captured my brother’s heart. He’s not an easy man to reach.”

  That wasn’t the answer she’d expected from Korbin’s grim sister. “I’m not sure I can make you understand without sounding like a spoiled brat.”

  Corry smiled. “I already think that, so change my mind.”

  “My parents allowed me to do whatever I wanted as a child. My father was never around and my mother hates conflict, so that left me on my own with people hired to please me. As many teenagers do, I tried to capture my father’s attention by misbehaving.”

  “But your father wasn’t easily distracted?”

  “To say the least. So my behavior became more and more outlandish.”

  Corry listened intently and didn’t seem to be drawing any sort of conclusion until she’d heard the entire story. “How did you end up at the Pleasure Palace?”

  “I decided that expanding my sexual education was the next item on my to-do list, so I tried to seduce my bodyguard. When I wouldn’t take no for an answer, he bent me over a desk and finger-fucked me until I came. He was hoping to frighten me, but I was so turned on by his aggression he suspected I was a submissive with pain triggers.”

  “Why didn’t he train you himself?”

  She stumbled over the word train, which made Danette smile. Only someone who craved the process could truly revel in training. Corry’s disbelief was understandable. “One of the reasons Father hired him was because he was gay.”

  “So he took you to the Pleasure Palace?”

  “Yes. He decided the only way to ensure my safety while I explored my sexual needs was to control every aspect of the situation. He took me to the Pleasure Palace and offered me my choice of prescreened Masters. I chose a man named Paul.”

  “How old were you?”

  “Nineteen.” A dreamy smile curved her lips.

  Corry fidgeted, obviously uncomfortable with the conversation she had launched. “And you enjoy being Paul’s sex slave?”

  “It’s a Master’s responsibility to give his slave pleasure, to satisfy all of their needs. How many of your lovers have put your pleasure above their own?”

  “Can’t you submit to a lover without becoming their slave?” Despite her discomfort, Corry couldn’t seem to stop her curiosity. “It just seems degrading.”

  “Slaves are generally submissive, but not all submissives are slaves. First of all, Paul had no idea who I was, so it was the only time I’d been completely sure that a man was interested in me and not Admiral Tiptonn’s daughter. Once I learned to trust him, I gave him control of my pleasure. He owned by body, was free to do anything he wanted with it, but there was nothing degrading about it. I willingly offered my service and in exchange he took care of all of my needs, physical and emotional. It was incredibly liberating, yet utterly secure. A Master/slave relationship is almost symbiotic.”

  Corry didn’t seem convinced, which was fine. Danette wasn’t trying to convert her. “What’s the connection between Paul and Korbin?”

  “Korbin was Paul’s mentor, so Korbin participated in our first few sessions. I was undeniably attracted to your brother, but I was with Paul at the time.”

  “Then Paul is no longer part of your life?”

  “Paul is no longer part of anyone’s life. He died several years ago.” Danette took a deep shuddering breath
then pushed the events back into the past where they belonged. “That’s more than you need to know. Change the subject.”

  “Have you ever…been with Ashton?”

  Danette laughed and shook her head. “That’s not much of a subject change, but I can tell you’re dying to know. Ashton came home with me after a party about a month ago. We both intended to have sex, but after a few kisses, we realized there was no chemistry between us. We knew we had to end the engagement. Regardless of how badly our parents wanted the match, we couldn’t go through with it. We were just waiting for the right time to make a public announcement.”

  Corry accepted the information with a silent nod, but Danette didn’t miss the sudden sparkle in her eyes.

  * * * * *

  Coalition headquarters was only a few minutes from Ashton’s apartment. Still, anticipation twisted Korbin’s stomach in knots. This had to work! It was likely their last chance to reach the executive council before they locked the rebels up and lost the access codes.

  “We’re going to have to move fast once we arrive.” Ashton sat in the pilot’s seat. Korbin sat beside him. “This schooner has approach authorization but security will expect us to land. The council chambers are already programmed in, so we should be able to transport our guests on board and get the hell out of here before they fire on us.”

  “They’ll be disoriented when they materialize,” Corry said. “But the sensation doesn’t last long.”

  “Father will be armed,” Danette cautioned. “He’s always armed.”

  Korbin took the statement as a cue and unfastened his safety restraints. “It’s all set. Just press hard right here.” He showed Ashton the section of the control panel to depress. Drawing his pulse pistol, Korbin stood to one side of the schooner. Palmer followed his example, positioning himself on the other side.

  “Ready?” Corry had her weapon in hand as well.