The Initiation of Ms Holly (Xcite Erotic Romance Novels)

by Grace, K D

  And Edward … Suddenly the world outside the window refracted with the welling of tears. Edward deserved it most of all. She forced thoughts of him out of her head and tried to occupy herself by planning the story, the writing of which would now fill her time.

  Rita Ellison Holly. Why had Vivienne referred to her as Rita Ellison Holly? Granted, she hadn’t used her family name in a long time, but there were no Ellisons in her family that she knew of, and even if there had been, Vivienne couldn’t know that.

  She paid the taxi driver and got out of the cab before she noticed the waiting limo. Alex had her by the arm and was guiding her toward its open door before she knew what was happening. ‘No,’ she balked. ‘I’m not going to be that bitch’s slave. Now leave me alone. I’ve had enough.’

  ‘I know you have, darling, and I’m so sorry.’ Suddenly she was engulfed in Edward’s arms, ‘but please just hear us out. Just get in the limo and listen. Then if you still want to end it, I’ll understand.’

  ‘You let her do it.’ Even as she spoke, she allowed the two men to guide her into the limo. ‘How could you let her do this to me?’ She gave Edward a hard shove with the flat of her hand.

  Alex intervened, pulling her away from Edward and holding her tight. ‘He had no choice, Rita. I know you don’t understand now, but it’s true. Please you have to trust him. You have to trust that Edward –’

  ‘Shut up Alex. You’ll only make matters worse.’

  ‘Make matters worse?’ Rita half shouted. ‘How the hell could matters get worse? How?’

  ‘Trust me,’ Alex said, holding Edward’s gaze. ‘They can.’

  Inside the limo, the driver offered her a shot of whisky, which she downed without a second thought, then she sat glaring at the two men, pushing Edward away when he tried to take her hand.

  ‘Listen to me, Rita. Leo, Morgan and Aurora have gone to plead your case before Vivienne. That’ll buy us some time.’

  Rita exploded. ‘Doesn’t anyone ever just tell that bitch to fuck off? And what is someone like her doing in such a position of power in the first place? Has she got you all by the balls?’

  In spite of her evident anger, Alex forced a half smile. ‘I guess that’s one way of putting it.’

  ‘Why would I want to be a part of an organisation where I have to kiss her arse whenever she demands it? Tell me why?’

  ‘Because you’re the tipping point, Rita, don’t you see?’ Edward grabbed her hands this time and held them so tightly she feared he’d crush her fingers. ‘You change everything. I can’t explain it to you now. You’ll have to trust me, but if you pass the initiation, you break Vivienne’s hold.’

  ‘Oh, so I should do it for The Mount? Is that it?’

  Edward took her face in his hands and kissed her. And in her mind’s eye, she heard Alex saying on the DVD; ‘Kiss me like you’d kiss Rita, and she’ll know you were thinking of her.’ My God, it was true. When Edward kissed her, it was like he was giving her life, breathing into her a fullness she could barely contain, and yet she hungered for more. When he kissed her, she wanted to devour him, to take him into herself, to fully possess him in ways she couldn’t even possess herself. It made no sense, and yet it was so.

  When he tried to pull away she anxiously pulled him back to her, at that moment unable to imagine her mouth without his. For a second he tensed and resisted, then he yielded to her, blessedly allowing her to live just a little longer. ‘I’m not asking you to do it for The Mount.’ He pressed his words breathlessly against her lips. ‘I’m more selfish than that. I’m asking you to do it for me, because you’re all I can think about, because I want to be with you, and this is the only way I know to make that happen.’

  ‘She’ll never let me pass her task. Surely you know that.’

  ‘That’s why the others are with her now.’ Alex’s reply shattered the moment.

  Edward released her and straightened his jacket. ‘They’re negotiating a length of duration, the parameters for your service to Vivienne and her treatment of you. Plus one of us will be in her apartment with you at all times.’

  ‘And can’t she just say no to all this negotiation? Following the rules has never been her forte.’

  ‘Not when she’s threatened with a higher authority,’ Alex said.

  ‘Trust me,’ Edward said. ‘Even she won’t deny them what they ask this time. I promise you.’

  Just then Edward’s phone rang. Rita could only hear his end of the conversation, which consisted of, ‘I see. All right. If that’s what she wants, of course I will. It doesn’t matter. I’ll do it.’

  He stuck the phone back in his pocket and sat in silence for a second.

  ‘Well?’ Alex couldn’t keep the impatience out of his voice.

  ‘She’s agreed to our terms.’ Edward held Rita’s gaze. ‘Now all that remains, darling, is to get you to agree to finish your initiation.’

  ‘I’ve already finished my initiation,’ she growled.

  ‘I know you have. We all know you have, but we all want you to be a part of us, a member of The Mount. And I want that more than you can possibly imagine, Rita.’

  ‘What guarantee do I have that Vivienne’ll play by the rules this time? Rita asked. ‘She never has before.’

  ‘Because she doesn’t want the powers that be snooping around, and because I’ll be there with you all the time.’ She didn’t miss the look he shot Alex. ‘We’ll be her slaves together, and if she does anything to harm even the tiniest hair on your head,’ he lifted her chin and laid a tender kiss across her lips, ‘then we slaves will revolt.’

  Chapter Nineteen

  LORELEI ANWERED THE DOOR to Vivienne’s suite when they arrived. Rita was still struggling to keep from bolting, but Edward and Alex flanked her. In all truth, they were actually supporting her in her weak-kneed effort to enter the lair of the bitch who would soon be her mistress. ‘Keep your eyes averted,’ Alex whispered between clenched teeth. ‘You won’t be a pet here, sorry to say.’

  At last Vivienne came into the room, wearing an ice-blue kimono, and looking as though she were expecting either sex, or to torture someone. Rita wondered if there was really any difference between the two with her. She was certain Vivienne would make Aurora look like an amateur in the dungeon. Vivienne smiled like a child at Christmas. ‘Ah, my new slave has arrived.’ Her smile was suddenly swallowed up in a frown. ‘And certainly over dressed for her station. Lorelei, get her out of those clothes. She won’t be needing them.’

  It was amazingly hard to keep from crying as the cool blonde began to undress her, one by one removing the garments that had made her feel like a goddess only a few short hours ago. They were replaced with a shift of plain white cotton cut low enough in the front for her breasts to be exposed and slit to the waist in front and behind. Once she was dressed, Vivienne moved to inspect her, running a hand over her breasts. ‘You’re a slave now, girl. You have nothing to hide and everything to offer your superiors.’ She pinched Rita’s nipple causing her to flinch.

  Alex grabbed Edward by the arm to keep him from coming to Rita’s aid, but it was too late. Vivienne turned with lightening speed and gave Edward a resounding slap across the face. ‘You will wait quietly or face the consequences. When I’m finished with this slave, then I’ll attend to you. Alex, you may leave. I’ve no room for a third slave in my house right now.’

  Alex glared at her, but did not disobey.

  When he was gone, she turned her attention back to Rita. She ran her hand inside the front slit of the slave garment and shoved a finger into Rita’s cunt, then chuckled knowingly. ‘Ever at the ready, aren’t you, girl? That’s good because you’ll service any of my guests who request it, though I personally can’t imagine why anyone would. Nonetheless, you’ll provide whatever form of pleasure or service is required in this household while you’re here. Is that clear?’

  Rita nodded.

  ‘Speak up, girl. You’re not in the Zoo now. Is that clear?’

  ‘Yes.’<
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  ‘Yes what?’

  ‘Yes mistress?’

  ‘That’s better. May, come here.’ She turned to the Asian woman who was now standing quietly behind them dressed in nothing but black suspenders and spider web stockings that disappeared into heavy biker boots. ‘Take Edward to my room. I’ll deal with him there.’

  The Asian nodded and escorted Edward out of the room, but not before he managed one parting glance at Rita.

  When they had gone, Vivienne turned her attention back to Rita. ‘You’ll wait here until I’ve dealt with Edward.’ She opened the robe and stepped out of it to reveal a matching corset. ‘That may take awhile,’ she added breathlessly. Then she followed May and Edward into another part of the house, leaving Rita standing alone in the middle of the reception room for what seemed like ages.

  In spite of her best efforts, she was unable to keep her thoughts away from what must be going on in Vivienne’s room, and whatever it was, it sounded like a helluva lot more fun than she was having. The groans and grunts of pleasure were unbridled. Anger burned in the pit of her stomach, made hotter by the overwhelming sense of helplessness. It was only Lorelei sitting on the sofa in front of her that kept her from walking out. So this was how Edward was going to protect her, by fucking Vivienne? Somehow his slavery didn’t seem nearly as onerous as hers did.

  It was research, she reminded herself. It didn’t matter. It was only for a story, nothing more, but somehow that didn’t make the sounds of pleasure coming from the bedroom any easier to bear.

  When Vivienne returned, at last, she was dressed like Athena in a white toga and crested helmet with a horsetail plume. Belted at her waist was a vicious looking flogger, among other strange whip-like objects that made Rita’s skin prickle. ‘Come along, girl. I need your help in the dungeon.’

  Rita felt ice in her stomach as she followed Vivienne into the same hallway where Alex had brought her to Edward’s suite, then down a long flight of stairs, as though they were going to the Presence Chamber. But when they arrived at the bottom, there was no mistaking that this was the dungeon. The smell of leather and metal and old candle wax filled the air, along with the more human smells of sweat and sex, and maybe even blood. Rita shivered.

  ‘This is Aurora’s favourite place,’ Vivienne breathed. ‘But Aurora won’t be with us tonight. It’ll just be you and me meting out the punishment.’ She nodded to a man chained between two supporting pillars, his shadow casting spectral images in the flickering candle light.

  ‘As you may know, punishment is hard work, and as much as I enjoy watching it and supervising, I really only like to get sweaty for sex.’ She took off her helmet and shook loose her hair, then she handed one of the whips from her belt to Rita. ‘That being the case. You’ll be doing the punishing, getting him ready for me.’ She chuckled softly. ‘Then when he’s all pink-bottomed and gagging for it, you may watch me fuck him.’

  A masked guard dressed in black leather from head to toe brought in a sturdy wooden chair for Vivienne. She motioned him to move it close to the chained man.

  As they approached, Rita could see that the man in chains was swathed from head to toe in body-hugging black PVC, the very sight of which made her skin crawl.

  ‘This one,’ Vivienne said, nodding to the prisoner, ‘took unfair advantage of our customers. As the manager of such a fine establishment, I can’t allow such bad behaviour.’ She heaved a sigh. ‘So pretty boy here must be punished. Oh don’t look at me like that, Rita. I do know where the bread comes from. The place wouldn’t run nearly so smoothly and have such a reputation if I wasn’t good at what I do.’

  ‘But if he likes to be punished, won’t he just be encouraged to do it again so he can get punished again?’

  ‘I didn’t say he likes being punished, did I?’ She waved a dismissing hand before Rita could protest. ‘Oh don’t worry, it’s completely consensual. Besides, his punishment is a one-off, guaranteed to teach him a lesson.’ She pulled his head up, but the man saw nothing. The only openings in the mask were small breathing holes at the nose and securely closed zippers over his eyes and his mouth. Damn, this lot was fond of zippers, Rita thought. And sure enough, even as the thought crossed her mind, Vivienne opened a trap door zipper that exposed the whole of the man’s arse.

  Almost without thinking, Rita reached out and touched the exposed buttocks, which clenched beneath her finger tips. A muffled moan came from inside the suit.

  ‘Nice, isn’t it?’ Vivienne said. ‘And wait till you see it all pink and throbbing.’ She nodded to the whip, but Rita instinctively took a step back.

  ‘Girl, I brought you here to serve me. Slaves can be punished, you know, and believe me, I won’t be as gentle as Aurora is. Granted I don’t expect you to know the intricacies of the dungeon, but even you ought to be able to handle a two-tail. Pay attention.’ She grabbed the whip from Rita’s hands and with a fast, efficient whoosh, laid a trail of pink across the man’s arse, making him flinch and moan, then she grabbed Rita’s hand and yanked her down until she could lay her palm against the bulge in the PVC at the man’s crotch. She brought the two-tail down across his bum again. Rita gasped at the feel of the man’s cock surging against her palm and was immediately reminded of the pleasure she felt when Aurora had spanked her.

  ‘There. You see. He can endure it just fine.’ She handed the two-tail back to Rita. ‘And when he can’t, then I’ll fuck him.’

  The first smack against the exposed bottom made Rita’s stomach churn, and for the tiniest of seconds, she thought she might be sick, but instead something amazing happened. Her pussy trembled, and a surge of power moved up through her chest shoving at her nipples. She brought the two-tail down again and heard Vivienne sigh. ‘That’s right, give him what he deserves. Imagine what a cunt he is to take advantage like that, to betray my trust.’

  Rita found herself thinking of Vivienne’s chastity belt, of Edward standing by not even trying to stop her, of Edward who got her into this mess in the first place, of Edward who only minutes ago had his cock buried to the hilt in Vivienne’s cunt. And the two-tail came down with such venom that the man uttered a muffled cry inside his suit. Instinctively she reached to feel his crotch. Apparently the pain had not taken away from the pleasure. The man felt as though his cock would burst through the PVC. Vivienne positively squirmed with delight. Then to Rita’s surprise, she lifted her toga, exposing her bare pussy. The dungeon guard who had brought her the chair helped her to her feet and into a mean-looking strap on.

  Rita’s heart was in her throat as Vivienne shed the toga completely and moved into position wearing nothing but the strap-on. The man’s tight nether hole clenched and unclenched almost as if he anticipated what would come next. ‘Well?’ Vivienne stroked the strap-on. ‘Lubricate it for me.’

  Rita dropped to her knees and began to deep throat the appendage, but stopped abruptly when Vivienne clouted her across the top of the head. ‘Not the strap-on, you stupid cow, him. Get his arse ready for me.’

  The man’s bottom was now bright red. Though he couldn’t speak, he must surely be able to hear, and it seemed to Rita as though he were suddenly straining backward, thrusting his butt out toward her. But then it was easy enough to imagine all sorts of weird things under the circumstances. There was no imagining the clenching and unclenching of his lovely back hole. She suckled two fingers until they were dripping saliva, then spat against his anus and began to massage around it, teasing it open ever so slightly at first with alternating finger tips. The man moaned and clenched his crimson arse cheeks, which she took for encouragement and thrust her middle finger home. There was definitely moaning now. As she stretched him and massaged him, he wriggled and thrust back against her hand.

  The two-tail came down hard against the man’s ass, causing Rita to jump back and catch her breath. ‘You keep quiet, you twat.’ Vivienne ordered the man. ‘You’re being punished, and you know you deserve it.’ She smacked him again and nodded for Rita to continue.

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bsp; Rita had just inserted a second finger and was scissoring back and forth inside his anus when there was yet another loud zipping sound. Vivienne pulled the whole bottom half of the man’s suit down around his ankles, and his erection popped free as though it were spring loaded. Then she handed Rita the two-tail, pushed her aside and bore into the man’s anus with the strap-on. He bucked, grunted and gasped. With one hand, she clamped down on the underside of his penis with her thumb and growled. ‘You’ll come when I give you permission and not before.’ Then she nodded to the two-tail. ‘Use it on his balls. He’s a bad boy. He deserves his punishment.’

  Rita did as she was told, very gently at first until Vivienne cuffed the back of her head again, making her teeth rattle. The next time she smacked him harder and his penis got even bigger, if that were possible.

  ‘That’s a girl. Smack those distended full sacks. Make them even more uncomfortable’ Vivienne grunted between thrusts. ‘Make him pay for what he’s done. Make him hold it till it hurts. Smack him again, now suck his cock. That’s right, take him in your mouth, all the way, torture him. Make him pay.’

  The whole situation was insane. Vivienne was fucking some poor schmuck up the arse with a strap-on – the arse Rita had just fluffed, and she was whipping his balls and sucking his cock. And even more insane, with her other hand, she was finger fucking herself like there was no tomorrow.

  Vivienne’s laughter wormed its way into her head. ‘That’s right. Punishment makes your pussy wet whether you’re taking it or giving it, doesn’t it girl?’

  The man was in a frenzy, grunting and thrusting and half howling his frustration like some muffled, strangled animal trapped inside the PVC suit. And the more he wanted it, the more turned on Rita was.

  ‘You want him to fuck your little hot fanny, don’t you, Rita? Don’t you?’

  ‘Yes,’ Rita gasped pulling away from his cock. ‘Yes I want him to fuck me.’