Kate / Katherine

by Jilly Bowling

  “She’s so lovely,”

  “Yes she’s a treasure and an excellent cook,” Damien smiled “Also she knows when to leave us alone.”

  Kate was eating a sandwich and didn’t quite catch how he smirked at her. When he moved towards her Kate looked at him, swallowed her sandwich and said “What?”

  In answer he grabbed her ankles and pulled her flat on the sofa. As she squealed he put one hand on her stomach to hold her down and the other grabbed the waist of her sweats pulling them off in one pull.

  As he pushed her legs apart Kate relaxed and opened her legs, grinning at him. Unzipping his jeans he pushed them down and in one smooth thrust entered her. Kate gasped as he thrust deeper, ignoring the fact that she wasn’t ready for him. However within seconds her body had responded to him and she flooded with moisture. As he slammed into her core she screamed and wrapped her legs around him, lifting her hips to allow him greater access.

  Riding her hard he growled “If you ever dare to think that I don’t want to fuck you, I will take you every hour until that thought is gone from your thick head. Understand?” Grinding his pelvis into her sex he claimed her lips and fucked her mouth with his tongue.

  As Kate’s orgasm took hold of her she yelled “Oh fuck!” and he growled “Language Katherine.” as he came hot and hard, then collapsed onto her crushing her with his size and weight.

  Kate groaned at his weight, he’d never crushed her before but he was immovable this time until finally Kate realised that he was waiting for complete submission. So she relaxed and gave it to him, and as soon as she was absolutely submissive, not fighting being crushed, he moved onto his elbows and looking into her eyes said “Complete submission means that you trust me absolutely. With your body and your mind. If I ever were stupid enough not to want you, I would tell you honestly. Your welfare is my concern, you belong to me and I love you.”

  As tears came once more into Kate’s eyes he said “I told you that tears would not sway me from what I was going to do. That is the last time you will have tears in your eyes, understood?”

  “Yes master, I love you too” Kate smiled at him.

  Moving off her Damien said “Eat your lunch, it’s going to be a busy week.”

  They spent the rest of the day discussing plans for Joe’s club, ate a delicious fish pie that Mrs. Jones had made for them and went to bed. Damien knew that Kate was exhausted but made gentle love to her ensuring that she knew how much he wanted her.

  Chapter 29

  The following week passed in a blur for Kate. Exercising with Greg on Monday, Tuesday, and Friday, working with her team on the plans for the club and the woollen factory. Visiting Joe and the kids at the club and flying to Yorkshire with Damien and her team. Every day Damien either made love to her or just fucked her, but she didn’t complain. He’d even taken her on his private jet on the way to Yorkshire.

  She’d been practically force fed at every meal and put to bed before ten each night, her skin was back to normal and she had come to terms with killing Alexi. She knew he would definitely have killed her and that she’d had no choice if she wanted to live. Damien had been relaxed and fun to be with; never calling her Katherine or reminding her of her submission. But she knew him well enough by now to know that he would not forget his threat of punishment or retraining.

  He hadn’t had lunch with her on Friday because of an urgent meeting, but had told her to be ready to leave work at six o’clock. At five to six Kate tidied her desk and was waiting by the executive lift dead on the dot of six.

  The doors opened and Damien said “Good evening Katherine.”

  “Good evening master”

  As she stepped into the lift she glanced at him. He had his haughty dom face on and she could feel his power radiating off him. He helped her into the car and got in himself not saying anything. Kate knew better than talking to him without permission when he was in dom mode, so she sat quietly trying to control her nerves, or was it excitement?

  Turner drove up to the door and hopping out opened the door for Kate. As she got out he gave her a sympathetic smile, grinning as she winked at him.

  Once inside Damien growled “I hope you ate a good lunch today Katherine. You will be in the playroom in position in five minutes, now run,” and he swatted her bottom hard. Kate yelped and flew upstairs to her bedroom where she threw off her clothes, used the loo and swished mouthwash around her mouth.

  Running to the playroom she threw herself onto her knees just as Damien strode in. Kate was dismayed to see that he was wearing his black tee shirt and black jeans, not a good sign, he wasn’t planning on a punishment fuck tonight. Going to the chains he let them down from the ceiling, then returning to Kate he said “Assume the inspection position.”

  Surprisingly Kate felt shy, he’d seen every inch of her but this seemed so impersonal. Spreading her knees she sank back on her heels. He knelt down in front of her and touched her sex. “Are you sore anywhere, Katherine? The truth mind.”

  “No master, nowhere.”

  “Good, then go and stand under the chains,” he ordered.

  Getting up and cursing her trembling legs, Kate stood where she had been told to. Lifting up her arms, one by one, Damien fastened them to the chains, pulling her up so she was on tiptoe. Then he pulled two heavy wooden blocks with restraints on top and spread her legs wide to the blocks. Kate was literally hanging from her wrists and it wasn’t comfortable. He’d never done that before and she didn’t like it.

  Going to the whip rack Damien picked up a leather flail, then standing in front of her asked “Do you trust me Katherine?”

  “Yes master.”

  “Yet you didn’t trust me enough to tell me how you felt. Instead you damaged your body, which belongs to me,” he snarled into her face.

  Kate gulped and whispered “I’m sorry master.”

  “Do you accept any punishment I deem fit?”

  Looking him straight in the eyes, she said firmly “Yes master.”

  “You know your safe word Katherine?”

  “Yes master.”

  “You may need it tonight,” he growled.

  Kate’s devil was squealing and trying to find somewhere to hide, but she gritted her teeth and swore that she would take whatever he gave her.

  “I will start with the warming up,” and he picked up the suede flail and started to flick it over her legs and belly. When he caught her sex she hissed through her teeth and when he moved to her breasts she was yelping and felt moisture between her legs. Then he moved round to her back and his blows became heavier. Having flicked the flail over all of her back and legs, he threw it down and started to slap her bottom. To start with it stung and then it morphed into pain/ pleasure and she moaned and twisting in the chains. When her bottom and the tops of her legs were bright pink, Damien picked up the leather flail.

  “Do you remember your safe word Katherine?”

  “Yes master,” she gasped.

  The first strike made her scream, it was different to the strap because it hurt in a dozen places. Also the fact that she was hanging from the chains meant that she couldn’t brace herself against it.

  By the time Damien reached ten she was moaning constantly and the inside of her legs were running with moisture; she was close to an orgasm and couldn’t think straight.

  Moving in front of her Damien said “Do you want me to fuck you Katherine?”

  “Yes please master.” Kate managed to gasp.

  “Well I’m not going to. Only complete submission entitles you to my cock. You have to earn it.”

  Kate felt tears gathering but swore at herself and refused to give in to them.

  “I will continue.” Damien murmured and moving behind her continued with her beating.

  At twenty Kate was sure he would stop but after asking if she remember
ed her safe word he carried on. When he stopped and released her at thirty she collapsed onto her knees.

  “Stay there sub and pleasure your master,” he said as he pulled down his zip.

  Struggling to kneel Kate was held there by his hand in her hair. Pulling her face to him he said “Open your mouth and pleasure me Katherine.”

  Kate did as she was told and he thrust deep into her throat. Holding her in place by her hair he fucked her mouth hard. When he came deep in her throat she fought hard not to gag. Pulling out of her mouth Damien said “Clean me sub.”

  Trying not to cry Kate licked him clean.

  As soon as he was satisfied he tucked himself away and pulled up his zip. Then he bent down and picked her up. Taking her to the bathroom he ran a bath then lowered her gently into it.

  Taking a sponge he soaped it and washed her carefully. She dare not ask him to join her as she knew he was deadly serious about her punishment, because she had upset him by not trusting him to do the right thing, after she’d been raped by Alexi. She’d thought he had spurned her and not that he was being considerate. Lifting her out he dried her gently then laid her on her bed and rubbed pain relief cream into her bottom. Finally he disappeared downstairs, returning with a plate of casserole, some water and some painkillers.

  “Eat your food Katherine, take the painkillers and go to sleep. You will serve me breakfast in the dining room at eight o’clock, showered and naked. Understood?”

  “Yes master,” Kate whispered.

  Bravely she forced down the food, swallowed the pain killers and turned off her bedside lamp. Lying in the dark she waited for the tears to come but when they didn’t she snuggled down and thought about how much he loved her and she loved him.

  Chapter 30

  Kate’s alarm went off at six thirty. Groaning as she sat up she didn’t know what felt worse, her aching backside or the frustrated feeling deep inside. Damien certainly knew how to punish her. Getting out of bed she stretched easing the ache in her shoulders. She was pleased that she’d been working on her shoulder muscles and biceps with Greg or she doubted whether she would have been able to take her punishment the night before.

  Turning the shower on to warmer than usual she stood under the hot water and massaged each shoulder. When she was dry she rubbed pain relief gel into each shoulder and bicep and felt more like herself. Vowing never to lose her trust in Damien again, she decided that he would receive her complete submission at all times.

  She knew him well enough now to understand that he would never abuse her gift of submission, all she needed to do was to trust him. She knew that he loved her and also that she loved him absolutely.

  Bundling her hair into a messy topknot she hurried downstairs into the kitchen and started to prepare Damien’s breakfast. Dead on the dot of eight Damien sat down at the dining table and Kate placed his breakfast in front of him. Pouring him a cup of coffee she asked “Is there anything else you would like master?”

  “You may bring your breakfast into the dining room, Katherine. I wish to make sure that you eat properly as you will have a tiring evening later!”

  Kate hurriedly got herself a bowl of muesli, some fruit and a croissant, and making a cup of tea, carried it all into the dining room on a tray.

  Putting the tray on the table opposite Damien she sat down and started to eat.

  “Good girl” he murmured “Have you any discomfort this morning, Katherine?”

  “My shoulders ached when I got up but I massaged them in a hot shower then rubbed in some gel. They’re fine now master.”

  “I would have massaged your shoulders. Don’t be so independent Katherine.”

  “I’m sorry, I just dried myself and rubbed in the gel without thinking.”

  “Very well, but if they still ache later you must tell me. Tonight we are going to a party at one of our clubs, and I need to know if you hurt anywhere.” Damien warned her.

  “Oh a party. How should I dress?”

  “You will wear no makeup and pull your hair back into a tight bun, I’ll provide what you will wear. Now, I have a business meeting today and will have lunch out. Make sure you have a substantial lunch and rest this afternoon. I’ll be angry if you disobey me.”

  “I won’t master.” Kate promised.

  “Oh and no clothes today Katherine” he ordered as he left the dining room pulling on his old leather jacket.

  “Strange choice of clothes for a business meeting!” Kate thought.

  Going upstairs she collected her bath robe and carried it down to the kitchen. If anyone called in on her, she was not going to answer the door naked! After putting the breakfast things in the dishwasher she cleaned the kitchen, then she decided to do some gentle exercises to loosen her muscles. Entering the gym she put some music on and spent a couple of hours gently stretching and exercising. By the time she finished her muscles felt good, so she decided to do some work. Taking her laptop into Damien’s office she spent an hour and a half working.

  Pleased with what she had sorted out she put her laptop away and went into the kitchen to make herself some lunch, deciding on pasta with a carbonara sauce, and a mixed salad with a light dressing. It felt strange sitting at the breakfast bar by herself. Usually Damien and herself ate companiably there, talking about everything and nothing.

  Surprisingly she hadn’t even thought of the fact that she was naked, it felt comfortable.

  Once she’d cleared the kitchen Kate went up to her bedroom and got into bed. She didn’t think she’d be able to sleep, but she did, falling into a deep dreamless slumber.

  When Damien walked into her bedroom at five thirty she was still asleep. Smiling at how beautiful she looked and at her obedience, he quietly left the room, returning ten minutes later with a mug of tea for her. Touching her bare shoulder he said “Katherine, wake up.”

  Jumping slightly Kate opened her eyes and when she saw him smiled. At her smile, Damien almost forgot himself, wanting to pull her into his arms and make love to her. Pulling himself together he growled “Drink your tea, Katherine. We’ll be leaving at seven and you need to shower, and I need to dress you. I’m going to shower and get changed.”

  Sitting up, Kate picked up her tea and started to drink it, smiling to herself at the look on Damien’s face when she’d smiled at him. Once she’d finished her tea she showered, putting plenty of conditioner on her hair to make sure she could pull it back into a tight bun.

  Drying herself she rubbed perfumed body lotion into every inch of her body. She had a feeling that it or part of it would be on show tonight. The thought made her sex clench and she tightened her muscles to control it.

  When she was satisfied with the softness of her skin, she brushed her hair straight and pulled it off her face, tightly fastening it into a bun. Looking into the mirror she saw an innocent young girl looking back at her. Her face at odds with her voluptuous body, large pert breasts with her nipple rings standing out, flat belly with a definite pubic swelling and long shapely legs.

  She hated going without at least some makeup and on a night like tonight would have hidden behind her domme face. As she was looking into the mirror the door opened and Damien entered, carrying what looked to be nylon rope. Turning towards him Kate raised her eyebrows in question.

  “Come here Katherine,” he ordered, drinking her in with his eyes. “Tonight you will learn complete submission. You are my captive, slave!”

  Kate went to him willingly and he took her in his arms and kissed her gently. Then stepping back from her he said “Put your arms in the air.”

  She did as she was told and Damien took the rope and started to wind it round her body. The rope was soft but Damien wrapped it tightly. It went from round her neck across her breasts, squashing them where it touched, then across her bottom under her sex, pulled tight so it squashed her labia, crossed over her br
easts from the other direction, until eventually her breasts and sex were crisscrossed with rope.

  Making sure it sat where he wanted it to Damien gently pulled the rope making Kate gasp at the sensations it created in her sensitive areas. Finally he attached a jewelled lead to her nipple rings.

  Picking up her slave armlet he slipped it onto her arm. Then he went to her wardrobe and chose a pair of shoes with very high heels and bending down slipped them onto her feet. Then he turned her to face the mirror; the soft rope covered parts of her breasts and a lot of her sex, but parting over her labia and anus.

  “You look amazing Katherine,” he said in a husky voice.

  Pleased to see that she didn’t look totally naked Kate shrugged her shoulders, then wished she hadn’t as the rope stimulated all her nerve endings where it touched.

  “Where is your ring Katherine?”

  “ In its box on my bedside table master.”

  Damien picked it up and slid it into his pocket “I will give you this later. Put whatever makeup you use, and a brush, into your handbag, and put your fur coat on, it’s chilly outside.”

  He was dressed in tight leather trousers, long black boots and a white baggy shirt, with full sleeves and cuffs, and he looked like a film star playing a gentleman pirate. As Kate collected her makeup and brush putting them in a clutch bag, Damien put his leather jacket on. Taking her hand he led her downstairs and out to the car; Turner held the door for them then got into the drivers seat and they drove away.

  Damien said “Tonight Katherine you will keep your eyes lowered unless I say you can look up, and you will not speak, no matter what is said to you. If I am standing or sitting, talking to people you will kneel slightly behind me, do you understand?”

  Kate frowned but said “Yes master.”

  “I want you to be completely submissive tonight. You take no initiative, your body is mine, not yours. Do you trust me enough, Katherine?” he said seriously.