Once they had freshened up Damien drove them to the restaurant. They both opted for a rib eye steak, fries and salad and while they ate he filled her in on what he envisaged for the old factory. His enthusiasm surprised Kate, after all he had such an empire surely this was small fry. Then she realised he enjoyed the thought of building something from nothing. He took her ideas on board and didn’t put her down because of her inexperience, patiently explaining what was possible and what wasn’t. By the time they’d finished lunch Kate was feeling excited about the trip on Tuesday. When she commented what a long drive it was Damien said offhandedly that of course they be taking his plane.
In the car Kate asked where they were going now but he wouldn’t tell her. When they pulled into a BMW garage and the manager rushed out to open the car door for her, she still had no idea what Damien had planned. But when the manager fussed over her more than him she started to suspect what was going on. Leading her into the showroom, Mr Timson, the manager, was explaining what colours were available. Then he stopped by an emerald green four by four and said “This is what you ordered Mr. Masters.”
“It all depends whether Kate likes it, as it is hers.”
Kate’s mouth fell open. “It’s for me?”
“Yes, I hope you don’t mind me choosing the colour. It’s the nearest I could get to your beautiful eyes.” Damien said lifting her hand to his lips.
“It’s beautiful, but it’s too much.”
Damien raised his eyebrows and growled “I say it isn’t.”
Kate looked down and whispered “Yes master.”
“Good, I’ll get them to deliver it when it’s taxed and insured.” Damien followed Timson to his desk to pay for it.
Opening the drivers door Kate got in behind the wheel. The interior was all pale cream leather and the seat moulded to her body. Damien popped his head in the window and asked “You like?”
“Oh yes it’s fantastic, thank you so much.”
“Good, now we can go shop for my pleasure,” he murmured.
As he helped her out of the car she asked him what he wanted to buy but he refused to tell her. Eventually he pulled up at a building that looked like a clinic. Taking her hand he led her inside. It was clean and antiseptic smelling so Kate didn’t guess what it was until he led her into a room with a chair like a dentist’s chair and a padded table. A man in a white coat was organising his equipment at a stainless steel trolley. Around the walls were photos of tattoos and piercings.
“Oh my god, it’s a tattoo parlour.” Kate gasped.
“A very high class tattoo parlour,” Damien said. “Lots of celebrities are its clients.”
“Wait it’s not for you is it? You want me to have a tattoo!”
“Well actually two, I loved your butterfly and thought that it would be nice if it was permanent. Mr Digby has the design if you’d like to look.”
Kate went to the trolley and picked up the design. “It’s small and very pretty” she commented. “But you said two tattoos, two butterflies?”
“No the other one is a tiny slave mark in the form of a knot .”
Kate raised her head and looked at him “A slave mark?”
“Yes, if you agree,” he said, “if you hate the idea we’ll forget it.”
“Don’t hate it, but I have questions,” Kate replied.
“Ask away, Digby will tell you everything.”
“Where do you want the tattoos put? Will it hurt and is it safe?”
“I’ll use some of the anaesthetic gel that hospitals use for children, when they need a cannula etc. Everything here is sterile and Mr. Masters will tell you where he wants them placed.” Digby told her.
Kate looked at Damien who said “The butterfly where you put it and the slave knot on your pube.”
“Pardon?”
“You heard, I’ll be the only one to see it,”
“So I’m to be your slave, your property?” Kate asked sharply.
“Kate both you and I know that you’d never be anyone’s slave. It’s just fun.”
“Alright, but if it hurts I’ll punch you. Be warned! Now is there anything else you haven’t told me?” she asked, putting her hands on her hips and facing him.
“I’d really like to have your nipples pierced.”
“You’re joking! Let’s have your balls pierced while we’re at it shall we? No, no, no. Have I put that plainly enough?” Kate snarled, then she looked hard at him and asked “Why?”
“To show your complete submission and my complete commitment to you,” he said taking her hands in his. “If you hate the idea, don’t worry, we’ll forget it.”
“I have two questions. What if I have a baby at any time, will I be able to breastfeed, is it safe and will it hurt? Actually that’s three questions, but I need to know all about it before I decide.”
Damien smiled “Mr, Digby will explain everything to you. He’s tattooed and pierced a lot of well known people, so that should reassure you.”
“Don’t think buying me a car will sway me,” Kate warned him.
“Kate the car is yours whether you refuse everything or not. You know me better than that.”
“Mm,” Kate gave him a suspicious look. “You can do the butterfly first Mr. Digby and then I’ll decide about the rest.”
Kate lay on the couch and Digby smeared gel thickly onto the base of her spine.
“It takes about five minutes to numb, and then I’ll get started,” he said.
He wheeled the trolley over then he scrubbed his hands and put vinyl gloves on. When he was ready he took a pointed tool out of a kidney dish and tested how numb Kate’s back was. She didn’t feel anything so he picked up his machine and wiping the gel off with antiseptic wipes started to draw the butterfly. Kate could feel the pressure on her back but it didn’t hurt. In no time at all he declared that he was done, and invited Damien to look. A small butterfly outlined in gold with emerald dots on its wings nestled at the base of Kate’s back. It almost looked real and Damien declared himself delighted. When Kate saw it in a mirror she was pleased too and said that they could go ahead with the knot.
She removed her jeans and panties and sat in the chair, spreading a white towel over herself to preserve her modesty. Digby moved the towel a little to lay a pube bare and smeared on the gel. Then he sorted out his trolley, and picked up the design, a dainty celtic knot formed from Damien’s initials, D.M. entwined.
“Your initials?” Kate asked.
“It is usual, but we can change it if you don’t like it.”
“No, you can’t really tell whose initials they are, so go ahead.” Kate lay back and tried to relax.
This time it felt like pins being slightly pushed into her skin, but wasn’t too bad and it was over quickly once again.
“Very classy,” Digby commented and Kate had to agree.
“This nipple piercing, it’s got to hurt, surely?” she asked.
“It is more painful for some than others, but you have well formed breasts and nipples so it won’t be too bad for you. The rings go through the loose skin not through the nipple itself. I can give you a local anaesthetic injection if you like,” Digby told her.
“Ok I’ll do it. What size rings do you want me to have?”
“Not too big, medium to small. ok?” he said vaguely.
“OK, I’ll put my jeans on if you turn away.”
Kate pulled on her pants and jeans then took off her top and bra. Sitting back in the chair she took a deep breath. Digby approached with a syringe and she closed her eyes. It felt strange, vinyl gloves holding her breast tightly and the needle stung each time it went in. But it was over quickly and Digby commented “You have beautiful taut breasts. They should pierce easily. The tool will go through very quickly, as I pull it out I’ll slip the ring in. Try not
to move, Mr. Masters if you would take her hands and hold them behind her head it will help.”
As Damien took her hands Kate took a deep breath and closed her eyes. It hurt and Kate yelped but Damien held onto her hands and it was over quickly. One was pierced, now Digby moved to her other side and taking hold of her breast pierced it quickly. That side hurt more than the first and Kate yelped and bucked in the chair. Then it was over. Kate opened her eyes and looked down.
Each nipple had a ring the size of an old penny; larger than Kate had expected, they were platinum inlaid at the sides with tiny emeralds and diamonds. Her breasts ached but not too badly.
Mr. Digby said “They look extremely beautiful Miss Jackson. Now here is a salt bath cup, fill it with a salt solution and hold it to your breasts twice a day until I see you next week. Keep the piercing very clean and don’t leave it damp. Here is a leaflet telling you how to look after your breasts and some nipple shields to wear at night for the first week and when playing contact sports, they’ll stop you becoming sore.”
It felt strange putting her bra on but the shields kept it away from her nipples. Once she had her top on they took their leave and Damien opened the car door for her. Once he was in he leaned over and taking her chin in his hand pulled her towards him, kissing her deeply he said “You belong to me completely now, Katherine. There is one more thing you can do for me, move in, live with me. I hate it when you’re not around.”
Kate hesitated before she spoke “I like my independence and my little flat. Don’t you think it’s too soon to live together. I need to go out with my ordinary friends regularly, I like having a drink, wearing cheap clothes, going bowling, dancing and mucking about.”
“We can talk all that out. You can have as much freedom and independence as you want, as long as you come home to me. Let’s give it a try Kate,” he pleaded.
Kate’s devil was shrieking ‘We’ve got him, let’s hogtie him Mrs.’
Thinking deeply Kate said “Ok. Let’s try it for a month at a time. I don’t want us to make a big mistake, we don’t really know each other, so I’ll keep my flat in case it’s a disaster. There will have to be a lot of give and take and I need somewhere to go if it gets to be too much.”
“Even if we can’t live together I don’t want to lose you,” Damien said, “so anything you think will help, we’ll do.”
“I’d like to think about it and make a list of problems we might meet. Then we’ll discuss it and try and iron out any problems, is that ok?”
“Of course, I don’t want to rush you, so take your time making your list.” Damien started the car and drove home.
Once they were home, they decided to make a sandwich, and they made them together, laughing and teasing each other as they worked. Taking the food and a bottle of wine they moved through to the lounge. Curled up together on a deep sofa they watched Saturday night television and discussed this and that. Then Kate asked him about him playing polo the next day. He shrugged and said that it was a friendly, and although he hadn’t played for a while, he was extremely fit, so it should be Ok. He would be playing on a team with Alehandro, versus a team with the two royal princes, George and Edward on it .”
“So Edward will be there?”
“It’s not a problem, is it?”
“Not for me, but what about you? Will you be cool if Edward gets too friendly?” Kate asked seriously.
“As long as he doesn’t tackle you to the ground and ravish you,” Damien grinned.
“If he tried that, I’d just throw him over my shoulder. That reminds me I haven’t been to the club for quite a while. I must get in touch with Joe and explain why I haven’t been.” Kate said feeling guilty.
“Is that where you learned self defence?”
“Yes, Joe’s brilliant. The club is in a terrible run down building, he struggles to pay the rent and his landlord is a creep. He’s helped so many local kids, kept them out of trouble, even feeds some of them.” Kate told him.
“I’ve got a confession to make. When I was first trying to get in touch with you, Turner found the gym. So I’ve spoken to Joe and we are going for a lesson at ten o’clock tomorrow. I thought I needed some lessons in case you get angry with me again,” Damien laughed as Kate slapped him.
“You stalked me!”
“No Turner did.” Then Damien grabbed her hands as she jumped on top of him, threatening to punch him.
“So we’re having a lesson in the morning, good I’ll kick your ass.” Kate said as he pulled her under him.
Kissing her deeply, Damien cuddled her close then he said “We’d better go to bed, I’ve got a feeling that tomorrow is going to be a hard day for me.”
“Well” Kate grinned “That’ll be a nice change. They were both laughing as he carried her to bed.
Chapter 15
Kate woke to find Damien stroking her breasts. As she turned over he asked if she was sore. Thinking about it Kate realised that she wasn’t really. Where the rings went into her flesh it felt strange, rather like a small graze. But as he gently touched a ring she felt a tug in her womb and was instantly aroused. As her body arched slightly off the bed, Damien’s eyes narrowed and his breath quickened.
“Did that hurt, Katherine?”
“I don’t know master. It was a strange feeling, not painful, if I was being honest, just different.”
Moving over her he teased her nipple with his tongue Kate’s sex clenched and she moaned “My god, that was intense.”
“Good, nipple piercing can go either way. Sometimes more feeling, sometimes less. I’m pleased that it’s more. Once you’re completely healed, we’ll both enjoy your rings,” Damien murmured continuing to tease both nipples.
As Kate squirmed beneath him he spread her legs and his penis sought her pussy of its own volition. As his velvet smooth head slid easily into her Kate lay completely submissive under him.
“Wrap your legs round me Katherine.” Which she did with pleasure. He rode her to orgasm again and again until she was begging him for mercy. With a smirk on his face Damien finally came. As he pulled out of her he moved down to her pubes and kissed the knot.
“Katherine, I’m crazy for you, you make me feel like a caveman.”
Kate laughed “You’ll be in trouble if you hit me over the head with a club.”
“I know, that’s why I’m going to a self defence class with you,” he grinned.
“Mm, we’d better get up and get ready.”
They had a quick shower and put on their sweats then they had a light breakfast and Damien drove them to the club. In an area that was ready for development, the building the club was in, had been a factory in the nineteen hundreds. Now it and the buildings around it were in a bad state of repair. Kate was surprised to see a for sale sign attached to the building. Joe must be worried sick.
Lounging around outside the door to the club were street smart teenagers. Damien didn’t like the look of them, but as Kate got out of the car they recognised her. “It’s Katie,” one of the girls said and they crowded round asking what she’d been up to ‘cos they hadn’t seen her for a while. Damien couldn’t understand what they were saying but Kate seemed to be quite at home, laughing and joking with them as they went into the club. To Damien’s surprise Joe was a man in his fifties, quite tall and still slim and fit looking. A retired marine sergeant, he had since his retirement tried to help the local kids keep out of trouble. By teaching them the discipline of martial arts, he tried to give them self discipline, and helped them to get jobs.
When Kate introduced him to Damien, Joe shook his hand and said “This little lady is very special to us, make sure you treat her right.”
“I fully intend to.” Damien said firmly.
“Right, let’s get down to some work.” Joe said leading them over to a matted area.
Everything was v
ery run down but Damien could see that it was well run, and that Joe wouldn’t put up with anyone causing trouble. As they did their warming up exercises Damien saw that some of the kids, boys and girls, were warming up at the punch bags. Others had split into teams and were playing basketball. Joe told him that they would have a one on one lesson and took him to one side of the mats. To Damien’s consternation Kate was paired with a large rough looking black guy. Half listening to Joe he watched as the big guy attacked Kate. To his surprise the guy was suddenly flying through the air landing with a thump well away from Kate. Then Damien found himself seized by Joe and flipped onto his back. As the wind was knocked out of him he heard Joe chuckle, and as Joe pulled him to his feet he said “Don’t worry about Kate, she’s my star pupil, already a purple belt, and she’s helping me train the kids.”
So Damien settled down to learn the first steps in self defence. Once the session was over they drank a cup of tea, out of chipped mugs, and Kate asked Joe about the ‘for sale’ sign
“The landlord is out to make a killing as more and more land in this area is up for development. The trouble is, they make the flats for city types and to hell with the locals. He’s trying to get me out, but can’t as my lease isn’t up for another five years. The place keeps getting vandalised and the equipment gets broken. Some of the kids take it in turn to watch the place, but I’m afraid they’ll get hurt. My mates in the local police do their best to keep an eye on the club, but I don’t know how it will end.” Joe ran his hands over his face and blew out his breath.
“How much does he want for it?” Kate asked, thinking of the money in her account.
“Millions, I should think, at least that’s what the other places have gone for.”
“But I don’t suppose the other places had a tenant with a five year lease,” Damien pointed out.
“Well I don’t know much about business, I expect we’ll get shafted, whatever happens. Right, must get on, nice to meet you Damien, give me a ring when you want another lesson. Kate look after yourself, don’t be a stranger.” Joe pulled Kate to him and hugged her.
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