“No please don’t, I’m disgusted enough without Dr. Steven knowing what happened to me.”
“But what if he’s done some damage?” Damien was careful about what he said.
“Look, he really laid into my backside and then fucked my arse, which I had stuffed with shower gel. He wore a condom and didn’t touch me anywhere else, and you arrived just as he’d called two of his goons to come up and give me a good seeing to. I think he was more into seeing a woman being hurt than actual fucking. He lasted about two minutes when I grabbed hold of him, I was too experienced for him; I think he likes sweet little innocents, well he’ll never hurt anyone again!” Kate said with satisfaction.
“You filled yourself with shower gel. Didn’t it sting like mad?” Damien shook his head.
“Yes it hurt, but I knew he wouldn’t bother to make me ready for him, not that it would have worked. And I was pretty certain he’d use a condom once I’d told him I was a whore. I don’t think his men would have bothered, but my knight rode to the rescue in time,” and suddenly Kate was sobbing her heart out.
Damien stripped off his clothes and got into the bath behind her, pulling her back into his chest, “Baby, cry it out, I’m here and I’ll never let you go” he said cuddling her to him.
It felt to Kate that she was crying out ten years of sadness and hurt and by the time she’d finished she was exhausted.
Finally she stopped and lay there utterly spent, so Damien got out of the bath, dried himself quickly and pulled his jeans back on, then he lifted Kate out and dried her gently. Taking her to the bed he got the pain relief cream and carefully rubbed it into her bottom, his jaw clenching at the heavy hand marks and weals.
Pulling a large tee shirt over her head he propped her up in bed on a pile of pillows, and went down to the kitchen to get her some food. Rose and Joe were sitting on the bar stools, as he told her what had happened, and she was crying silently.
“I think Kate needs something to eat, something light.”
“How about my scrambled eggs with a little smoked salmon, Kate loves that.”
“Sounds good, can I have some too?” Damien asked.
“Yes, you go look after Kate and I’ll bring it up.”
When Damien entered the bedroom Kate was sitting with her knees drawn up, with her arms around them and her head resting on them. Rocking backwards and forwards she was quiet but tears were flooding down her cheeks.
“Kate what is it, are you in pain?” he asked as he put his arms around her.
“I killed him, I’m a murderer,” she moaned.
“Oh!” he exclaimed suddenly realising how she must feel.
“We should have called the police,” she insisted.
“No we shouldn’t” he growled, “he was scum, a pedlar of misery. Look at the girls who must have suffered hell and degradation because of him and his goons. If we’d called the police they would be out on bail and free to carry on their filthy trade. Your past would be dredged up by the tabloids, and you’d end up being blamed for what he did to you.”
Kate looked at him sadly “I told him I was a whore to stop him giving me drugs and I didn’t fight him, I let him fuck me!”
Damien pulled her towards him “Thank god you did. I prayed that you’d have the sense not to fight. You would have ended up badly beaten and gang raped. It was only the fact that I knew you could act well that stopped me going mad with fear for you. You did exactly the right thing to stay safe or even alive.”
“I thought you’d be disgusted with me,” she whispered.
Kissing her neck Damien said “I could never be disgusted with you Kate. You’re brave, kind, clever, generous and I love you. I just wish I knew why you were targeted by those thugs.”
Kate sighed “That is the worst part, it was Adam Cruikshank who sold me to them. He told them about me. What I can’t understand is how they knew I’d be in that alley on Friday afternoon.”
“Cruikshank! He’s a dead man” Damien snarled. “Who knew you were going to the beauty parlour?”
“Oh, you mean somebody told him.” Kate gasped. “Well only my staff and the girls at the parlour. But Adam wouldn’t know anyone at my office or the parlour!”
“No it’s strange, I’ll have to look into it” he frowned. “And I’ll have to consider how to deal with Cruikshank.”
There was a knock on the door and Mrs. Jones said “Are you decent, I’ve got your supper.”
Damien went to the door and let her in “Here let me help” he said taking the tray off her.
“That smells delicious Rose,” Kate said as he lay the tray across her knee.
“Are you alright love?”
“Yes I’m fine. Don’t worry about me, I’m tough as old boots” Kate said sticking her fork into the food on her plate.
“No you’re not, eat your supper and have a good rest, I’ll be here in the morning to make your breakfast. No arguments, I want to help look after you.”
“Oh Rose you are lovely” Kate sniffed.
“See you tomorrow then, now you treat her gentle Master D.” Rose nodded at Damien and left.
“Eat your supper, master. You must keep up your strength.”
Sitting next to her on the bed Damien picked up his plate and started to eat. “You are very bossy for a sub” he growled.
Kate grinned at him and said “I know”
Chapter 27
When Kate woke the next morning the first thought in her head was that she’d lost her ring and her watch.
Damien came awake to the sound of Kate crying again. Pulling her to him he said “Stop crying, that’s an order sub, or I’ll put you across my knee and give you something to cry about.”
Kate choked on her tears “That doesn’t make me cry, it makes me randy.”
“Ah but I didn’t say I’d fuck you after, that would make you cry! Tell me why you’re crying Kate.”
“I’ve lost my ring and watch, I put them in my bag and the goons took it.” Kate wailed.
“Is that all, I have your handbag, it was left with your clothes in the derelict house. The street kids rescued them and gave them to Joe.”
“Oh Damien, I owe them so much, I must give them a reward. If it hadn’t been for them you’d never have found me, I’d be a slave in a brothel, a drug addict and when I wasn’t good enough for the brothel I’d be working on the streets. I wonder...” Kate was looking very thoughtful.
“You’ve got that look on your face.”
“Would it be possible to start somewhere, forced prostitutes could go to get out of that life.” Kate asked.
“It would be dangerous. Money would be no problem, but you know most of them aren’t British and they are probably drug addicts. There are people who strive to get them off drugs, but it’s not easy. A lot are illegal immigrants who are frightened of authority, but if you want me to see what can be done, I will,” he promised.
“Thank you master. All we can do is try” Kate said snuggling into him.
Giving her a quick kiss on the forehead Damien said “Well we’d better get up, I expect Mrs. Jones has breakfast ready, do you feel well enough to get up? I could bring your breakfast up if you like.”
Suddenly Kate felt really sad, he didn’t want her body for the first time ever. Obviously he felt awkward about touching her after Alexi had, had her.”
“No I’m fine, I’ll have a shower and be down shortly.”
Going into the shower Kate closed the door on Damien and rested her head against it. She felt dirty for the first time since she was young, she knew that she’d been lucky while working as a call girl. She’d carefully picked her clients, had never been raped and most of them thought highly of her.
Alexi had used her as if she was a thing and she’d been frightened under her slutty demeanour.
Shivering, she put the shower on hot and getting in scrubbed herself hard with the loofah. Thickening her fingers with gel she pushed them into her rectum over and over again trying to wash away the dirty feeling. By the time she stopped, her whole body was red and sore but she still didn’t feel clean.
She was just starting again when the door opened and Damien strode in. Reaching into the shower he switched it off wincing at the heat.
“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” he roared.
When Kate stood there trembling he picked up a towel wrapped her in it and carried her out of the sauna like heat of the bathroom. Cradling her in his arms he sat on the bed and gently patted her dry. Her skin was bright red with graze like sore spots all over, but she didn’t seem to notice, as she sat there without expression or feeling.
“Kate baby, I’m going to put you in the bed then I’ll call Steven. You need some treatment for your poor skin.”
As he rushed downstairs to find his phone Mrs. Jones saw him and realising that something was wrong ran upstairs to Kate. When she found her she took one look at her body and pulled the bedclothes off her. Hurrying into the bathroom she quickly soaked three large towels in cold water and going back to Kate lay them gently over her body.
Damien came back into the room saying “Steven is calling an ambulance for her. He says she’ll need a drip to keep her hydrated, and he’s going to meet us there.”
Sitting on the bed he said “Kate, what on earth were you doing?”
“Trying to get clean.”
As Damien went to speak Mrs. Jones put her hand on his shoulder and shook her head, “Leave her dear, she’s not herself at the moment.”
Damien frowned then looked back at Kate and didn’t speak
Within ten minutes the ambulance was with them, and took them to the hospital where Damien had been stitched up.
This time however Steven was waiting and Kate was taken straight to a private room. When Steven saw her he ordered a saline IV and a liquid paracetamol drip for the pain.
Taking Damien out of the room, Steven asked what had happened to Kate. When Damien told him, Steven was taken aback and asked what the police were doing.
Damien made up a half true story without telling him that Kate had killed Alexi and Steven believed him. “Well, she’s going to need reassuring that what happened hasn’t changed your feelings for her, or it could tip her over the edge.” Steven warned.
Suddenly Damien understood why Kate had reacted as she had although she’d appeared to be alright when they were in bed. Slapping his forehead he snarled “You fucking idiot, Masters!”
Steven looked at him sternly “What have you done?”
“I thought I was being thoughtful but she thought I didn’t want her anymore. We always have sex before we get up, especially on the weekend, but this morning I thought she wouldn’t want to.”
“Has the thought that she didn’t want to ever stopped you fucking her before?” Steven asked sarcastically.
“Shut your mouth Steven, you know damn fine it hasn’t.”
“Precisely!” Steven smirked.
“Well smart arse, what can I do to make it right?”
“At the moment, nothing. She’s made her skin very sore. It’s a good job you found her before it got any worse. She won’t be scarred, thank god. What she needs is to be treated as you always treat her, no pussy footing about. What would you do if she disobeyed or angered you?”
“I would punish her and reinforce her submission.” Damien growled.
“Exactly, so that is what you must do!”
“But she’s hurt, in pain, mentally as well as physically.”
“Of course not now. Just tell her that she will be punished when she is recovered and let her know you are looking forward to it.” Steven laughed, “I know I would be if she was mine.”
“How could she think that what happened to her would make me not want her? It was because of me that she was taken in the first place; Adam Cruikshank is in deep shit. By the time I finish with him he’ll be living on the streets.” Damien was running his fingers through his hair in agitation.
“Right, she should be comfortable now. That paracetamol drip will have stopped the pain from the abrasions and her skin will have cooled a little. Go in and be the dom she needs. I’ll look in on her later, and she’ll stay here tonight but will be able to go home tomorrow. It’s up to you to handle her mental problem.” Steven shook hands with Damien, slapped him on the back and hurried off.
Taking a deep breath Damien went into Kate’s room. She was propped up in bed with her eyes closed.
Standing by the bed Damien growled “Wake up Katherine. How dare you do this to your body, which incidentally belongs to me. As soon as your skin looks better, we’ll be having a long session in my playroom. Your submission needs to be reinforced, no argument, tears or pleas will stop me from retraining you.”
Kate’s eyes had sprung open at the beginning of his speech. By the end she had tears in her eyes, not of pain or fear but from relief.
“I thought that you didn’t want my submission any more.”
“I know. Stupidly because I love you, I was being considerate. No more, you are my sub, and I will take you whether you want me to or not. If you damage your body ever again, I will thrash you until you can’t walk.” Damien snarled.
Kate’s eyes lit up “Yes master.”
“You will stay here tonight, then once Steven has seen you tomorrow, I can take you home. You are going to have a sore backside for weeks and I’m going to fuck you senseless, daily, I will accept no excuses. Understood?”
“Yes master.” Kate was grinning now.
Damien sat on the bed and pulled her roughly to him, kissing her hard. Kate gasped with discomfort, but didn’t pull away. Putting her back against her pillows Damien said,
“I am going to arrange for some decent food to be brought in for you, and you will eat it all or else.”
“Yes master”
“Now go back to sleep. I’ll see you at lunchtime.”
As he left the room Kate sighed contentedly and closed her eyes.
Chapter 28
Kate was sitting on the bed dressed in baggy sweats waiting for Damien to arrive to take her home. Her skin was back to its normal colour and apart from the abrasions on her stomach, arms and legs, she was good. Actually she was feeling stupid at the way she’d reacted when all Damien had done was to be thoughtful.
During the day before Damien had arrived at lunchtime and supper time with delicious food for her and had sat with her while she ate it. He had brought in her ring and watch and she was wearing them both. The nurses had been blown away at the ring with the heart in it, saying how romantic it was and commenting on how gorgeous Damien was. Of course he had flirted with them all and every one of them was in lust with him.
Kate was pleased to be going home but nervous about how Damien was going to punish her, also the thought of being retrained was making her feel moist. When Damien entered the room she smiled shyly at him, feeling awkward.
“Are you ready Katherine?”
“Yes master.”
“Then let’s get you home. You need to prepare for work tomorrow,” he said offhandedly.
Pleased that he wasn’t treating her as an invalid, Kate jumped off the bed. Picking up her bag Damien held the door open and ushered her out. All the nurses who had looked after Kate managed to be there to say goodbye to Damien. He had brought in giant boxes of luxury chocolates for them, and shook hands with and thanked everyone.
So many of them had told Kate how lucky she was that he so obviously adored her, that she was surprised his head hadn’t exploded. Turner was waiting, with the car, right outside the door and helped her in as Damien talked to the general manager, who was smiling broadly and shaking Dam
ien’s hand enthusiastically. Finally Damien escaped and got into the car. As he sat down he took hold of Kate’s hand and squeezed it gently.
“God, it’s good to get out of there,” he said.
“They all think you are god’s gift...”
“Well, what can I say. it’s a burden being this fanciable,” he smirked.
“Going to need a bigger car,” Kate said sadly.
“What?”
“Well if your head gets any bigger you won’t be able to get into this one!”
“Are you dissing your master sub?” he growled.
“Yes master.”
“My god Katherine, you must surely enjoy being punished.”
“Only by you master,” Kate grinned licking her lips.
“I am really looking forward to next weekend Katherine. You’ll make sure you get plenty of sleep this week. You’ll need a lot of energy to deal with what I have planned for you. You will never again do anything that harms your body, which incidentally belongs to me. Now come here so I can kiss you,” and he leaned towards her and pulled her head to him.
As he kissed her forcefully Kate dissolved into him returning his kiss by parting her lips and allowing his tongue to own her mouth. When he finally pulled away, Kate was gasping and he was painfully hard.
As soon as they arrived home Damien picked Kate up and carried her indoors. Going straight to the sitting room he gently sat her on the sofa, telling her not to move. Then he went into the kitchen and helped Mrs. Jones finish their lunch; he carried the sandwiches and side salads into the sitting room and Mrs. Jones carried their tea and coffee. Once everything was placed on a coffee table Mrs. Jones went to Kate and hugged her hard.
“It’s nice to have you home dear, we’ve all been so worried about you. Joe’s been phoning regularly to make sure you’re OK.”
“Thank you Rose, next time he calls you, tell him that I’m absolutely fine, and I’ll see him soon with the plans for the club.”
“I’ll leave you to have your lunch, I’m going home now but I’ll be back to finish off your dinner. No arguments now, I want to do it,” and Rose smiled and left them to their lunch.
Kate / Katherine Page 32
