by Renea Porter
I finally managed to edge the words out “Yes, Master.”
“If you want it, you’re going to have to beg for it.” He teased my skin with his tongue.
My breathing kicked up. “Oh god, please, Master.”
“Do I make you feel good?”
“Oh yes, Master.”
I could feel him smirking against my skin. Sweeping my hair to the side, he licked my neck, while tracing my nipple with his finger. Finally, we scooted farther on the bed, where he laid me down as he hovered over me. It was the first time I felt like I could submit to him. It was the first time I wanted to truly submit to him.
Chapter Sixteen
DAMON
I was so mad at what Juan had done. But my Dove was calming my rage. She was the light to my dark. I was so ready to fuck her but I also needed to attend to business. After teasing Dove endlessly, I got her off with two orgasms. Now she was sleeping blissfully in her bed.
Leaving Dove to sleep, I headed out to the shed. For what Juan did, there was no way I could let this slide. I hoped Matteo got some information out of the asshole.
I entered the shed, and Matteo’s rage filled the room. He was covered in blood. “Having fun?” I asked him as I stalked toward Juan.
He cracked his knuckles. “So much fun, boss.”
“Is he talking?”
Matteo shook his head. “Not much. I could only get out that her father is behind this. Apparently, he knows he could get a lot of money for her virginal pussy. I’m also betting that Jose is behind this as well.”
“Too bad she’s not a virgin anymore.” I snickered.
“What do you want me to do with him?”
“Don’t kill him just yet. When you’re done having your fill, have a few men drop him off as close to Jose’s turf as possible. Show him that a war has started.”
I headed back in the house, to my office to call Arturo.
“Arturo.”
“Ready to hand my daughter over?” Arturo asked, almost laughing. “I can get a lot of money for her. We could even split the three million she’s worth.”
I laughed. “You’re a dead man, Arturo. You think your daughter is worth three million? Because I took her virginity. She’s not a virgin in either hole. Tonight, I plan on fucking her mouth. She’s mine, Arturo. And you’ll do good in remembering that.”
He muttered, “Sick bastard.”
I hung up the phone and smiled to myself.
***
KARA
It was late when I woke up to go to the restroom. I realized Damon wasn’t next to me. Listening carefully, I could hear Damon yelling from the direction of his office. I knew I shouldn’t go near there. It was an off-limits room I was not allowed in. But I couldn’t help myself.
I heard Damon mention my father’s name. I also heard him say I was no longer a virgin and what he continued on to say, including what tonight’s plan were. I was shocked hearing him talk about me in such a way. To him, I was nothing but a whore.
I thought we were growing to becoming a couple. Even as I turned to head back to my room, my gaze caught Susie at the landing of the stairs, watching me. It looked like she wanted to say something but I ran to my room.
Furious, I started throwing things around in my bedroom. I was pulling clothes off the hangers, just trying to release my anger and frustration. I seriously thought Damon cared about me. He was just using me because I could hear the pleasure in his voice when he told my father I wasn’t a virgin. The thought of knowing this disgusted me.
There was knock on my door. “Go to hell.”
Damon busted through my door and saw the damage I had done to the room. Remaining silent, he stalked toward me and hauled me over his shoulder. He had the nerve to slap my ass. We exited my room. I knew Damon was headed to the basement, and Susie was there to open the door. He popped my ass a second time, only harder.
“You’re a fucking asshole.”
He sat me down and he let me fall on my ass. I looked up at him in shock, watching Damon pull his belt off. I swallowed hard.
“Strip.”
I didn’t move and sat there continuing to look at him.
“Dove. Do not test my patience right fucking now. I suggest you follow my order.”
I picked myself up and crossed my arms over my chest. I dared him to do anything. Grabbing my arm, he led me to the bed. He tied my wrists together to the end of the bed. “I hate you, you fucking bastard.”
He moved over to the dresser and pulled out a ball gag and put it across my mouth so I couldn’t speak. He then took a knife and sliced my pajama pants. Then my thin top was in shreds. I was naked and bare. Damon swatted my ass hard ten times. I stayed silent as tears flowed down my cheeks.
“If you behave and be quiet, I will ungag you. If I hear one peep from you, I will gag you until morning.” I nodded, communicating I would obey. He took it out and sat on the bed next to me.
I was surprised to see him so calm when he sat down. “Dove, you don’t understand nor did you hear the entire conversation I had with your father.” I continued to listen to him before I spoke. “It’s my belief that your father is in debt to Jose for millions of dollars.”
I gasped.
“He specifically told me that since you were a virgin, he found a buyer for three million dollars. I became furious with Arturo and, yes, I told your father you were no longer a virgin. And I did say I was going to fuck your mouth.” He looked right into my eyes as he continued talking. “I was angry, Dove. And I just blurted that out in rage. You gave me your virginity so that makes you mine. I own you and you will learn to be obedient to me and my house. Sneaking around and eavesdropping will not be tolerated. Now you have to suffer the consequences of your actions. Do you understand?”
I nodded, then remembered I needed to vocalize that. “Yes, Master.”
“First, you will take another spanking and you will clean your room back to the way it was. Then I want you standing in the corner of my office until I tell you otherwise.”
I gulped and stared at Damon.
“Now, Kara!”
I jumped and cleared my throat. “I’m sorry, Master. After what that man said to me, I thought the worst. I thought all I was…. was a toy to use and abuse.”
Damon reached out to lift my chin, then he kissed my cheek. “I have always been honest and forthright. I knew something was up with your Father and Jose and I couldn’t stand the fact that their plans involved you. So, that night I took you for myself. And just so we are clear, I do have feelings for you. But you, my Dove, are still my possession. I will always own you. You have to accept this or you will never be able to sit for weeks at a time. Do you understand me, Dove?”
I nodded because words failed me.
“No, Dove. Words are needed so there will be no misunderstanding between us.”
“Yes, Master. I will obey and I will do all I can to show you I am worthy of your ownership.”
He smiled back at me, pleased with my agreement. “Then we shall begin your punishment.”
“Yes, Master.”
Chapter Seventeen
DAMON
I was getting hard just thinking about Kara’s punishments. Only this time I was leaving red hand prints on her ass. I’d already spanked her less than an hour ago and now I was spanking her again. Her cheeks were turning red because I wasn’t going easy on her.
“Why am I spanking my Dove?” I questioned.
“Because I was a bad girl, Master.”
“That’s right. But I think you like this. Don’t you?”
“Yes, Master.” Her voice was breathy. “Just breathe, Dove. Don’t hold your breath.”
She did as I instructed. “Let it go, baby,” I instructed as I gave her another smack across the ass. Spanking her was becoming a regular, almost daily thing. But my Dove loved it. Only this time, I would leave her begging for more.
Giving her a few more smacks, I rubbed her ass cheeks to ease the final sting. By now, sh
e was soaking wet. But this was a punishment; not the time for sex.
Once I knew Dove was good, I got off the bed, and handed her a short silk robe. “Come on. Time for your second punishment,” I ordered.
She was hiding her smirk under a curtain of hair while I led us to my office. “You like to be nosy, so we’ll go to my office and you’ll stand in the corner until I say otherwise.”
We entered the room, and I took Dove to one corner by the door. Then I situated her robe so I could see plenty of bare skin and it would be enough to have her soaking wet. Closing the distance between us, I held her gaze. She sucked in a breath as I slowly slid my finger from her neck to the curve of her breasts and down to her bare pussy. She licked her lips.
“You like when I touch you, Dove?”
“Yes, Master.” She could barely form the words.
Stepping back, I pulled out my office chair and got to work by answering some emails.
After about two hours, I decided to let Dove go. “Go on and clean your room. I’m stepping out for a quick meeting. I expect the room to be spotless by the time I get back. Then we can continue your punishment in my office.” I smiled wickedly, knowing I wanted to fuck her on my desk. She’d be rewarded for finally listening to me.
“Yes, Master.”
I walked her back to her room before I went downstairs. I stopped to talk to Susie. “Please serve Kara dinner within the hour. I want her nice and fed by the time I get back.”
“Yes, Master.”
I needed some air. Dove didn’t know how much she really affected me. She made my heart quicken and she made me want something permanent.
With her.
I never thought our situation would be lasting. I never thought she would stay on her own free will. I really still don’t know. But I think she would, given the chance.
Given the choice. Would she choose me? Now she knew for a fact her father was a piece of shit and no one was out in the world waiting for her. I had the world here waiting for her.
The fresh night air calmed me. Taking out my phone, I dialed Matteo while I got in my SUV. My driver was gone for the day, so I sat behind the wheel to go for a drive.
“Hey, boss,” Matteo said into the phone.
“Was it taken care of?” I questioned.
“Yes. Everything is all good.”
“Perfect. At least that will send a message that a war has started.”
“Do you mind me asking where you are?” Matteo questioned.
“I just got in the SUV and started driving around. Needed to clear my head.”
“If I’m not speaking out of turn, I would advise you to go back home. You’re safe there as well as the girl.”
I thought for a moment. I had only made it a few miles away from home when I decided to turn back. Matteo was right. A war had started and who knew when the next blow would come. I had to be on guard. I wasn’t normally this careless. I knew better.
Chapter Eighteen
KARA
I was almost done cleaning my room when Susie told me through the intercom that I should come down for dinner. I thought it was odd she was calling me through the intercom. Normally, she would just bring it up to me, unless Damon required my company or if I wandered downstairs without being told.
I was looking forward to the rest of the evening when Damon got back. His punishments weren’t too bad. It was enough for me to handle. I could probably handle a little more if Damon required it. I decided to do whatever I could to please him and to show him I could submit, as long as he kept his promises.
On my trek downstairs, I was faced with the horror of a strange man holding Susie and two other men with guns. The men looked vicious. My legs were about to give out on me. “Who are you?”
“You are a pretty thing, just like Juan said.” His fingers weaved through my hair. My body recoiled and I stumbled backward. “You run, they die, including your precious Master.” He grinned as if he could read my thoughts.
I couldn’t scream because there was no one here to save us. Damon was gone because he had to clear his head. Just when I was finally coming around to the idea of Damon and me.
I froze at the man’s words.
“What do you want?” I asked, knowing the answer.
“You. Now, you can come quietly. If you choose to come kicking and screaming, then I’ll enjoy punishing you.” He sneered.
I didn’t know what to do. I looked at Susie, who stood motionless with the gun pointed at her; I was silently asking her what I should do. I didn’t want to leave without a fight. But if I put up a fight, it would give him satisfaction.
Susie offered a slight nod. “Go on, Kara. Damon will come and get you. Just be patient.”
The man laughed heartedly. “I would love for him to try.”
“Just go with them, Kara,” Susie instructed.
I knew she wanted rid of these guys. The sooner, the better. Maybe Damon would have a better chance at saving me. That is if he came for me. Would he come for me? Would he kill everyone is his path? I didn’t feel worthy.
Damon did say I was his and only his. He would be furious once he found out I was gone. “I’m not going until I see Damon.”
“Sorry, sweetheart. Time for us to go.” An armed man grabbed my arm and hauled me out the front door.
I was hoping Damon would pull into the driveway any moment.
He never came.
And the men stole me.
THE END
Stay tuned to Book 2 (Bent) in The Dove Series.
About the Author
Renea Porter is best known for writing realistic stories with realistic characters. Her reads may even cause you to shed a tear or two. She mainly writes New Adult and Contemporary Romance. However, she’s not afraid to venture into other genres, like Paranormal Romance.
She enjoys spending time with her husband of nearly twenty years, and step son. She calls Pennsylvania home, but loves to travel and try new things. In her free time, you can catch her reading books, watching reality television, baking and enjoying her addiction to fake nails and nail polish.
Her other works include:
- Coming Back to You (A contemporary romance)
- Bare Hearts (A contemporary romance)
- Mirror Mirror (A Novella) (An M/M romance)
- Driving Layne (A new adult college romance)
- Switching Lane (A new adult college romance)
- Outbound Lane (A new adult college romance)
- The Truth of Us (A contemporary romance suspense)
- The Butterfly Effect (A paranormal romance)
- The Year I Met August (A new adult romance)
- Pinkie Promises (A new adult romance)
- Keeping Promises (A contemporary romance)
- Criminal Attraction (a contemporary romance suspense)
- With Every Goodbye (a contemporary romance)
- The Games We Play (a contemporary romance)
- Betrayal Book One in the Dove Series (a dark romance)
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