Betrayal : (The Dove Series) Book One (The Dove Series Book One 1)

by Renea Porter

  It seemed just as I was gaining my self-control, he turned it back on. I wanted to come so bad. And I couldn’t move my arms or my legs from the straps.

  “We’ve got all night, Dove.”

  This was utter torment. I felt like I might die if this continued any longer.

  Chapter Nine

  DAMON

  As I watched her on my security screen, I couldn’t describe how sexy Dove looked, strapped to the bed and at my mercy. By now she wanted to come so bad, but she knew she was not allowed until I said so. I needed her to know she must behave and follow my instructions.

  Susie got an earful for letting Kara outside. Even though it wasn’t really her fault. It was mine for giving Kara so much freedom this early in the game. My dove was a slick little brat; she tricked Susie knowing outside was not part of her allowed areas.

  After turning the stimulator off one more time, Dove was about to break. I knew she was horny and pissed. I went down the steps once more and she knew I was near. “I fucking hate you,” she screamed as tears ran down her cheeks. I removed her blindfold and smirked at her while wiping the tears away.

  “Now I know damn well you can behave if you want. You just choose to be defiant.”

  I turned the stimulator back on and undid my pants. I began stroking my cock while I watched her squirm. Her eyes stayed on me stroking myself and I caught her licking her lips, even though I saw hatred flash in her eyes.

  “Do you think you can obey me, Dove?”

  She nodded her head and said, “Yes, Master. Yes, I will”

  Keeping her strapped down, I moved onto the bed, positioning myself above her. I thrusted myself inside her wet pussy. It felt amazing. My dove was so tight, wet, and mine. She was breathing heavily again.

  “Please, Master. I need to come.”

  I smiled wide, knowing full well it wouldn’t take me that long to come either. “You can come.”

  She bucked against me, her mouth forming an O and she was gone. The orgasm lasted a good full minute or two. I could tell she never had an orgasm so deeply. The pleasure she felt, her mood shifted. Breathlessly, she whispered, “Wow.” It was all she could manage to say.

  I pumped in and out of her, unloading myself deep into that delicious pussy of hers, making her come again. “Oh. God. Fuck,” I moaned. Removing myself from her, I stood for a moment to look at how sexy and fulfilled she looked.

  “I’m not sure you’ve quite learned your lesson, Dove,” I said as I zipped my pants then turned and walked back upstairs.

  “But,” Kara cried out.

  After my shower, I took a quick glance at the security screen, and saw her trembling. I wanted her to feel dirty and used because she needed a lesson in submission. I knew she only said she would obey me because she needed to come so bad. So, leaving her down there for another night wouldn’t hurt anything.

  I could see it in her eyes that she truly hated me, but her body would always betray her, which made her hate me even more. I didn’t care, because I owned her.

  Flipping the screen off, I got in bed. Tossing and turning most of night, I wondered if leaving her down there was the right decision. I knew it was for the best. Everything I had told her was the truth. There were far worse men out there than me. I was protecting her because I knew I wasn’t the only one her father owed money to. I wished she would just realize that.

  ***

  So much for sleep; my mind was racing all night. After dressing for my day, I headed down to the kitchen. I could already smell the coffee brewing.

  “Good morning, Master.” Susie bowed her head ever so slightly. Why couldn’t Kara be like that? I guess she wouldn’t be much of a challenge then. I kind of liked that she pushed back a little.

  “Morning, Susie. Will you draw a bath for Kara and I’ll bring her up?”

  “Yes, Master. Would you like your breakfast first?”

  “No. I’ll wait for Kara. She needs to eat.”

  I took a big swig of my coffee while Susie went to draw a bath. I took careful steps down to the basement. I wasn’t sure what condition I would find Dove in. I hoped she wasn’t too hurt. I kept reminding myself she needed to learn her lesson, that I owned her.

  When I reached her, conviction took residence in her eyes. “Don’t you fucking touch me.”

  Without a word, I undid the straps and scooped her up in my arms and carried her upstairs. “Wrap your arms around my neck.”

  She did as I told her. I carried her all the way to her room, into the bathroom, and placed her in the awaiting bathtub. She sat there, her eyes closed, while I took the sponge and started washing her back.

  “Who do you belong to?” I asked in almost a whisper.

  She looked right into my eyes like she could see my soul. “You, Master. You.” Tears threatened to spring from her eyes.

  “Who owns you?” I asked a little louder but with an even tone.

  “You, Master.”

  “Good girl.” I smiled, pleased she was finally picking up what I required of her.

  “Honestly, you fuck with my head,” she whispered.

  “It’s simple, really. You disobey me, you get punished. You obey me, and you get rewarded. You’ll come around eventually. Because if I recall, you liked the way I looked at you during those card playing nights.”

  I saw a hint of a smile spread on her face. “I did like that. That was before I knew what you were capable of.”

  She had me there. “Lean your head back,” I instructed so I could wash her hair. She still had her knees pulled into her chest. We didn’t talk the rest of the time I spent washing her. It seemed she needed to be alone in her thoughts.

  After I finished, I pulled a warm towel from the shelf. “Up you go.” I wrapped the towel around her as she stood.

  “Thanks.” I merely looked at her and she realized her mishap. “I mean, thank you, Master.”

  “I’ll leave you alone so you can get dressed. Meet me in the dining room for breakfast when you’re done.”

  She nodded. But I gave her a knowing look. “What was that?”

  “Yes, Master.”

  Chapter Ten

  KARA

  I died last night. My heart was as mixed up as I was. I was physically here but I wasn’t. I was in survival mode and I would remain that way until I could go home. For now, I’d give Damon what he wanted. My submission. At least I had to make him believe he controlled and owned me. I finally realized it was the only way for me to survive. Part of me wished I would have just let him kill my father. But I’m not cold blooded.

  Looking in the closet that was only mine if I behaved, I picked out a pair of black leggings and an off-the-shoulder top. Then I piled my hair up in a messy knot. I wasn’t in the mood to be dressed up. I was…shoot. I wasn’t sure who or what I was becoming.

  I met Damon in the dining room. “Feel better?”

  I only offered him a brief glance. “Yes.” I reached for a waffle and drowned it with syrup. I ate a few bites before I asked, “May I speak?” Damon allowed it. “I just have a question. How long have you been preparing for me?”

  Damon took his time with his answer. “Probably about a month, maybe a month and a half.”

  “You knew you would take me?”

  “Yes, as long as no one else got to you first.”

  “So those looks you were giving me, it was just a ploy to get me to like you.”

  He smirked. “Yes and no. And you ask a lot of questions, Dove.”

  I shut my mouth for the remainder of breakfast. My heart was beating so fast, I had no idea what to do with these feelings.

  “It’ll get better,” he assured me.

  “You keep saying that like I’m going to change my mind.” My tone was sarcastic.

  “You will, Dove. There is no question about it. You will.”

  Damon was so absolutely sure about this and it was becoming clear that I had no choice in the matter.

  “I have one thing to say.”

 
; “Say it, Dove.”

  “I get lonely when you aren’t around. I’d like for us to get more acquainted with each other. I mean if I’m not going anywhere.”

  “You’re right. And we will be getting more acquainted soon, Dove. Soon. I promise. And if you are a really good girl, I have another surprise for you.”

  I smiled. “Really?”

  “Yes. I’ll show you soon enough.”

  Most everyone I knew hated surprises. But I loved surprises and couldn’t wait to see what Damon had to show me.

  “Now, I must leave. I have business to attend to. You good?”

  I nodded. “I’m fine.”

  Standing, he bent down to kiss the top of my head. I didn’t know why, but I liked when he did that. There was something special about it, too. Personal, even. Yes, it felt personal. And in a weird way, it made me feel loved.

  “Have a good day,” I told him with a smile.

  “I won’t be long. Promise.”

  When he left, I got up from the table and walked around the house. I roamed everywhere I was allowed. And against my better judgement, I even tried opening doors to rooms only finding the doors to be locked. I thought that was strange. What was Damon hiding? Or better yet, was he hiding it from me in particular?

  Down the hall, I passed the room Damon and I shared. I knew that wasn’t his nightly bedroom. That room was meant for play. I turned the knob to another room, and it allowed me access. Knowing full well I shouldn’t be in here, not if the door was closed. But my curiosity was peaked as I walked inside.

  The bedroom was contemporary in style. There was an oil painting of the cityscape hanging above the bed. The bed sat low to the ground and had dark gray coverings. There was a shaggy black and white rug at the foot of the bed. There was also a black leather scoop chair with a side table. It was hard to picture Damon in here. The thing that stood out was the fancy chandelier that hung in the center of the room. The windows were floor-to-ceiling and also covered in dark drapes.

  A thought came to mind. Stepping out of the room, I closed the door behind me. I entered my own bedroom, picked out some frilly black lingerie, and laid it out on my bed. I was already clean from my bath. I took my hair out of my messy bun and decided to only put half my hair up, curling it, letting the rest hang down. I put on the sexy lingerie, the black bra, matching see-through panties, and thigh highs. Next, I put on black stilettos. Obviously, I couldn’t walk around the house like this, so I grabbed a silk robe and tied it tightly around my body.

  The tackle box was still in the basement so I went down to grab it, hauling it back to the room Damon and I shared. After sifting through the box, I found a pair of handcuffs. With those in hand, I headed back to Damon’s room. I wanted to surprise him because I needed him to know I would obey him. I hoped he would like it.

  No. I was sure he would love it.

  Chapter Eleven

  DAMON

  It was close to dinner time when I returned home. I was searching the whole house for Kara. Knowing she wouldn’t betray me again, she had to be somewhere. Searching the room we used for play, I couldn’t find her. But I noticed my bedroom door was ajar, when I normally closed it all the way. And Susie knew better than to leave the door like that after she cleaned.

  Hesitantly, I pushed the door open. I was shocked to find Kara lying on my bed, a Cheshire smile on her face, holding a pair of handcuffs. “What the fuck?” I was pissed.

  “You don’t like your surprise?” She frowned, but it was playful at the same time.

  “Give me,” I ordered, holding my hand out as she handed me the handcuffs.

  “Arrest me, Master.” She held her hands out. “I’ve been a bad girl.”

  “You want to play. We’ll play, Dove.” I cuffed her hands together tightly. “Never ever enter my bedroom without my permission.” I yanked on the cuffs so I could whisper in her ear. “Do you understand?” She thought she hated me now. I was furious.

  “Yes.” She was already breathless.

  “Yes?” I questioned, looking her square in the eye.

  “Yes, Master.”

  “My bedroom is my sanctuary. You hear me?”

  “Yes, Master.”

  She had no idea what I had in store for her. I hauled her off the bed, took her over my shoulder and to the room we shared while I carried the tackle box with my other hand. The room where she should have been waiting for me. “You want to play. You will come into this room.”

  “Yes, Master.”

  “But I do like the effort you put into your attire. Now I’m going to rip this shit off you. On the bed.” I knew I had to contain my rage or I would hurt my Dove. I helped her on the bed since her hands were cuffed. “You keep defying me, Dove. Such a disappointment.”

  “I didn’t mean to, Master. I only wanted to please you.”

  “Don’t fucking speak unless I tell you to.” Removing my clothes, I positioned myself behind her. I ripped the material of her panties and my Dove gasped. Her glorious ass was on display for me. “It’s time for a little something new, Dove. Now I want you to relax.” I rubbed my hand over her ass, feeling the smooth skin. My cock was already growing hard. “Time for you to submit to me, Dove.”

  Reaching in the tackle box, that I assumed Dove brought up, I took out a vibrator. “I’m going to make you feel me everywhere. There isn’t an inch of skin I won’t touch.” I turned the vibrator on and lightly pressed it against her ass. “Including this ass of yours.” I gave it a smack.

  My cock was so hard. I was ready to claim her ass. After swirling her ass with the vibrator, I fucked her pussy for some lubrication. Placing a hand on the small of her back, I told her, “Just relax. It’s going to hurt at first.” Then I put the vibrator in her pussy and set it to medium speed. I eased my pussy-slicked cock in her ass, a little at a time until I was completely inside her. “This ass is mine, just like that pussy is, Dove. I own you. Tell me, I own you.”

  “You own me. Oh fuck,” she squealed under me. Dove was so horny and ready to be ass fucked.

  “Feels good, doesn’t it, Dove?”

  “Yes.” She was breathless.

  “Yes?”

  “Yes, Master.”

  “That’s what I like to hear, baby. Now you can come when you’re ready.” I knew I was close myself because her ass was so tight. “Fuck, I’m close.”

  Dove released her orgasm and slammed her ass against my cock. That sent me over the edge. I was done, gasping for a breath. Dove never disappointed in the bedroom. Hadn’t even argued when I said I was taking control of her ass. She was giving me everything I wanted. What I needed from her. She gave willingly. This was the one place where we remained connected. It was like her body was made for me. Like she was always supposed to be mine.

  She was regaining her breath when I helped her turn on her back. She looked up to the ceiling. “Hurting?” I questioned.

  She turned her head to meet my gaze. “A little.”

  She lay there motionless while I moved to grab a wet cloth to clean her off. “Think you can get dressed and walk?” I reached for my pants to pull them back on.

  “Yes, Master.” She offered a tight smile. “Have I pleased you?” She was sitting up, pulling her robe on. That was all that was left of her clothing.

  I stood in front of her and cupped her chin. “You have, Dove.” I offered her a genuine smile in appreciation of her cooperation. “Now, I have a surprise for you.” I took her hand and held it while we walked through a set of double doors.

  “What the fuck is that?”

  “It’s your cage, Dove.”

  She shook her head. “I’m not going in there. Fuck that.” She tried to turn her body so she could run out the room, but my hands gripped her.

  “You don’t like your surprise?” I chuckled.

  “No!” she screamed as I hauled her over my shoulder again and sat her inside and locked the cage before stepping back out. She gripped the bars of the cage. “What the fuck are you doing
, Damon?”

  I moved over to the wall and cranked the cage so it lifted a few feet off the ground. “My Dove in her bird cage, where she belongs.”

  “What the fuck is this?” She really hated me now.

  I smirked at her. “This is part of the learning process. You will not speak unless spoken to. When I enter the room, I expect you to be kneeling with your head bowed and your hands resting on your thighs, naked before me.”

  Tears streamed down her cheeks.

  “I tried to do this the easy way but you refused to obey me. I gave you a taste of what we could be like. And how we could be good together. Going into my bedroom was the last straw, Dove. You continue to be ungrateful. Maybe now you will finally submit to me and stop acting like a brat. What were you thinking, Dove?”

  Her head remained bowed as she held her ample body and cried.

  “I asked you a question. Now answer me!”

  “Yes, Master. I only thought I would surprise you,” she said between her crying sobs.

  “Well, you did that,” I growled. “Dove, never go into my sanctuary ever. This will help you think of the ways you can submit to me. Prove to me you can listen and obey your master.”

  Chapter Twelve

  KARA

  Damon was one twisted son of a bitch. A monster. Again, I was alone and locked away. I don’t know how long I laid there and cried. This was so confusing. I already missed the comforts of my room and all the books I could read. Why did I ever think I could play sexy and submit? Surprise him my ass. Why must I be so stubborn? Why couldn’t I accept my fate? Would Damon ever let me go?

  A few hours passed before I heard the door click and I rushed to get in the position Damon requested of me. I wanted to show him I could submit. But I wasn’t sure what that entailed.

  “Good girl,” Damon commented as he approached the cage. Kneeling, I was at Damon’s eye level. I could feel his eyes on me, testing me, to see if I would instinctively look up. I didn’t budge. I could see he was shirtless and holding a tray of food.