For Love & Torture_A Submissives’ Secrets Novel

by Michelle Love

  I grabbed my keys and headed to the door. Before I opened it, I noticed a box sitting on the table with my name on it. Putting my keys down, I opened the box to find a note. ‘Let the 24 hours begin. Take the mask and meet me at the BBC building at 1pm. Don’t be late.’

  I looked at the mask and the bra and underwear set in black silk that was wrapped in pretty gold paper. A smile crept over my face as I knew exactly who it was from.

  Totally oblivious to how he obtained my address and too excited and nervous at the time to care, I went back into the bathroom to put on the lingerie and some decent clothes to cover it.

  My gut and brain were telling me to forget his request, yet the butterflies were screaming for action. I put on the pieces and a pair of white jeans. Adding a navy blue blouse and a pair of navy blue heels. I snatched my messy bun out and put some curls in it, applying some nude makeup to set off my look. “We’ll see how this goes.” I winked at myself in the mirror.

  I didn’t know why I was doing what I was doing. The unknown man had me under his sexy spell. All I knew for sure, was he wanted me and I wanted him.

  NICHOLAI

  My assistant, Jennifer, sat with a folder in front of her with a photo of Natasha Greenwell and her life story in it. It seemed Natasha had grown up in Nantucket and moved to New York for college on a scholarship.

  Her father was an FBI agent. Little was known about her mother. She was attending New York university with a Major in Mechanical Engineering. I knew just the tactic to get to her and it was going to be a gamble at best but worth a try. But that plan was only if she tried to ditch me.

  “So you’re back at it again with these BBC newbies,” Jennifer snickered. She was my younger cousin as well as my assistant, and I loved her dearly.

  “That’s my business, Jen.” I kissed her forehead as I took the folder and left her office. I put the folder inside of my vault for safe keeping.

  Natasha was a work in disguise and I wanted her in every which way for my pleasures and desires. My watch read twelve thirty, so it was nearly time for us to meet at the BBC building. I left the office and headed to my town car where my driver was waiting.

  It took all of an hour to get there, due to New York traffic. I hated being late for anything whether it was a business meeting or a pleasure meeting.

  “Josh, take the back way,” I called out to my driver. He did as I said and we drove up to find not a car in sight. “She should’ve been here by now.”

  Moments later my eyes landed on a white, Toyota Camry, pulling in. I was shocked a bit as my heart skipped a beat when I saw her gorgeous face and knew she was there for me. I had been afraid she’d blow me off.

  I pulled on my mask as I got out of the car and pulled the keys to the club out of my pants pocket. No one else was there, we’d be all alone. She saw me coming but waited by her car. After unlocking the door, I waved for her to come in and waited for her to put her own mask on.

  She still had nervousness all over her and I found it sexy that she was nervous. “Natasha, glad you made it.” I smiled at her.

  “I almost didn’t,” she said as she walked passed me.

  “I’m glad you did.” I gave her a bigger smile which she didn’t seem to notice at all.

  We made our way down the stairwell and to the red door, in silence. I opened it for her as it was empty and no evidence of last night stood out, except what was in my memory. I took her hand and lead her to one of the rooms.

  “What am I doing here?” she asked.

  “You belong to me for 24 hours, Natasha. Remember?” I asked, leading her to the bed.

  She looked around until our eyes met. “Don’t patronize me. I know what you wanted, I just don’t get why we’re here.” She stood next to the bed.

  I inched closer to her, closing the gap between us as my height towered over her small frame. “Like I said, because you belong to me right now.” I gently pushed her onto the bed.

  She eyed me, as if she wanted to protest. I pulled my shirt off first. Then I pushed her shirt up, further and further to her neck as I planted kisses and sucked marks on her body.

  My body was aching for her, so I took her shirt off then the bra I’d bought for her. My hands slid over her plump breasts and I leaned over to take one in my mouth, and found a nice sized scar under her left breast.

  She pushed my hand and closed her eyes, as if in shame. “Don’t.” I said, moving her hands to her sides. I ran my fingers over the old scar. “What happened?”

  “It’s a long story with a bad ending,” she said as she stopped struggling to stop my attention to the minor imperfection on her otherwise flawless skin.

  “Maybe you’ll tell me about it next time,” I said then kissed the scar.

  My hands roamed down to her crotch as I unbuttoned her jeans and pushed them off. Her right nipple was between my teeth as I probed and played with her breasts. My tongue swirled around her nipples, sucking them as her body vibrated.

  The panties I bought her would look more enticing on the floor than on her. I ripped them at the sides and pulled them off of her. My cock was pulsating so much, I thought it would burst through my slacks. But I maintained my self-control as I continued to tease her.

  Her moans began to fill the room. “Do you remember the rules?” I asked her.

  She nodded. “Yes, I remember the rules,” she panted, out of breath.

  “Recite them to me.” I demanded.

  She gave me a look as if to ask if I were serious. My expression was stern and she caught on quickly. “No touching, no passionate kissing, no talking, and no outbursts. But why no outbursts?” she asked.

  I sat up to look at her at eye level. “Because I said so.” I told her evenly. I’d rather watch a woman’s sexual emotion than hear it because anyone can make a sound but the face doesn’t lie. “Take off your mask.”

  “You first.” She sat up on her elbows only for me to lightly push her back down.

  I knew she was getting frustrated with my antics but I loved seeing her flustered. “Now, Natasha,” I said, sternly.

  She did as she was told but added in a bit of sass when she said, “There!”

  “You will obey me today.” I told her as I caressed her left cheek, trying to entice her into doing anything I told her to. I was trying to show her I meant to have her the ways I wanted to, with no back talk or sass.

  Her eyes looked at me with a purity that I couldn’t explain. She never spoke a word. She became mute, which I wasn’t sure I liked. But I forged ahead. I stood up and held out my hand to her. “Stand.”

  She did and grabbed onto my hand, allowing me to pull her up. Her mouth stayed closed in a loose expression that told me she was allowing me to do this, she was not afraid and it was obvious she thought she was in some sort of control. Which she was not!

  “Now walk over there,” I said, pointing to a spot in the far right corner. Before she could go, I took her by the chin. “Do you trust me?”

  “Yes, I trust you,” she said in a whisper.

  Her breasts were nice and perky, ready to be tamed and teased. She had Goosebumps along her body and a look of innocence and purity. I took her to the corner of the room. “Hold your arms straight out to the sides,” I said, cranking down the holster. Her eyes widened as she saw the black leather straps that would soon hold her naked body in them while I fucked her into oblivion. “Don’t be afraid.”

  I caressed her right cheek trying to comfort her before I buckled her arms into the straps and then her thighs and feet. I cranked it up to the level where our midsections would meet. She had a frightened look in her eyes. Then I put on a mouth strap to help her with the outbursts as I knew she would rebel on that one.

  I cranked the straps holding her thighs until she was in a sitting position. With her in place, I unbuckled my pants and was fully naked and the sight of my cock made her eyes fill with lust instead of fear. I grabbed a feather and tickled her, intimately, until she squirmed in the holster. “Do you w
ant me inside of you?” I asked, taunting her.

  She nodded as she couldn’t speak. I put the feather down and moved in between her thighs and pressed my cock to her clit, rubbing it gently as her clit pulsated. The wetness had me ready to plunge in but I wanted her to beg. Her eyes rolled but she wouldn’t beg me.

  I backed away and kneeled down and flicked my tongue at her clit and her body jumped as my tongue vibrated and swirled around her clit. Seeing the want in her eyes I let my tongue dive into her canal as I moved it feverishly in and out.

  A muffled scream escaped her and I knew she was begging me then. I stood back up and sucked on her right nipple while pinching the other. My tongue flicked back and forth over her nipple and I held my cock in the other hand, rubbing it against her wet folds.

  I stuck just the tip in and she tensed up I guess from some residual pain from the last night. I slowly guided my way into her tight walls as they gripped me, compromising my composure. She felt better than anyone I’d ever had. Probably because she was so inexperienced is what I chalked it up to at the time. Still tight from lack of use.

  Moving in a steady motion and playing with her nipples, she slowly relaxed her muscles and I picked up my pace. “I’m going to fuck you so good you’ll only think of me.” I eyed her as I spoke.

  She moaned and I continued to maneuver inside her. “I want you to orgasm at my command every time I invade this pussy from now on.” I rocked her back and forth as my momentum was now at a forceful motion. I could feel my balls sticking to her ass as I went into her. “You like the way I fuck you,” I asked her with a lustful tone. She nodded as her eyes tried to stay open and focused. But her grip tightened around me as she was almost there. I quickly pulled out. “Not yet.” She groaned in frustration until I pushed it back inside her all the way.

  Her head fell back as if she was in pure bliss. I was ready to climax so I pulled out again and unstrapped her. But left the mouth strap on and took her to the wall where I made her face it then quickly cuffed her hands and hung them over the hook on the wall. I brought her hips back toward me.

  “Are you ready?” I asked her. She nodded, so I pushed my way in, this time with a speed she didn't see coming. I was rock hard and my balls were tight I was so ready to let it all out. “Fuck, Natasha, you’re so wet.” I groaned as she moaned. I knew her orgasm was approaching and I wanted to have one with her. “Now, Natasha.” I groaned as I slammed into her as my balls released the pressure. She made a muffled scream in ecstasy as her body trembled. She shook, violently against my body as our sweat mixed.

  She was amazing!

  NATASHA

  I stood in complete exhaustion as he had just played with my body until I had to beg him to fuck me. I didn’t like the begging part of it at all but the reward was worth it. He wouldn’t let me scream which was hard all on its own.

  I stood panting as his warm sweaty body collapsed against mine. My wrists were beginning to hurt in that position as I stood there with my arms slightly above my head where he had hooked them on the wall.

  “Now that you have obeyed me, you can move to the next level,” he said with a matter of fact tone.

  In my mind, I was trying to grasp that level and there was never any talk about levels. He unbuckled the mouth strap. I had to open and close my mouth a few times, as it was sore from the strap. “I thought I belonged to you for 24 hours. Then I go back to my life and you go back to yours. I mean I only went to the party as a fill in. I’m not going to be one of those girls. Not ever.”

  He laughed, lightly. “This isn't about BBC. This is about me finding my newbie. You are my new recruit. You see, I branded you, which gave me the right to you for as long as I want. And, I want you, Natasha. All to myself.”

  I was in a total mental mind fuck at that point. I had never agreed to being branded nor any fucking recruit. “Dani tricked me into going, didn’t she? So I could be branded by some sex addicted asshole of a billionaire. She knew what would happen to me and she did it without telling me a thing about what might happen to me if I went to that thing.”

  “Don’t feel betrayed. Dani did only what is required of her through her contract. You see we all have our wants and I always get what I want. If you want out, you must find another BBC member willing to take you with my brand on you. Trust me that’s next to impossible,” he said, leaving me angry.

  My blood was boiling and I wanted nothing more to do with the man nor his sick games. All because I helped a friend out with a favor and was nearly desperate for money. I wasn’t that desperate and if she’d been honest with me, I’d never have gone. “This is bullshit! I never agreed to this.”

  “Did you let me stamp you? Did you let me fuck you not once but twice? And did you agree to belong to me?”

  He asked an awful lot of questions as my mind was trying to play catch up to this catch 22. My mind was fuzzy with the last nights drinking. I couldn’t recall if I agreed to those things or if he just fucking did them. But I did agree, in a sober state, to go there with him that day. I did do that much. His hand grazed my shoulder and I pulled away from him with a look of disgust on my face. “Don’t.”

  “Natasha. You know the rules,” he reminded me of him being in charge. But at that moment I didn’t care about his fucking rules. I wanted to hate him for tricking me into that mess of a club he belonged to. He tried to touch me again and I batted his hand away. “Natasha, that’s grounds for a punishment and after that amazing fuck I don’t want to punish you.”

  He came closer to me even as I flinched at the touch of his hand on my body but didn’t pull away or try to stop him. The fear was creeping in with the reality that I was completely alone with the man. I wanted to erase him from my memory.

  “I don’t care what you do at this point because I’m not playing your sick game. Bill, or whatever your name is,” I spat angrily as I gathered my courage and glared at him.

  But that only seemed to amuse him as a smile curved his caramel colored lips. “Have it your way.” He walked away and gathered my clothes off the floor as I laid on the bed in a weak puddle of self-loathing for what I’d done.

  I’d let a total stranger brand me and fuck me in a bathroom. In a warehouse full of people, I didn’t know. To top that off, I was back in the same warehouse being fucked again by the man, with my agreement.

  Every inch of my body ached. My mouth was sore from the mouth strap he’d put back on me to keep me quiet. And I was not sure what he was doing at that moment, gathering my clothes. Surely he wasn’t going to let me leave that place. Not so soon.

  “Put on your clothes,” he said, nonchalantly as he tossed them onto the bed next to me.

  Easing my sore body off the bed, I pulled my jeans and shirt on, leaving the bra and torn panties he’d sent me right where he’d thrown them. My mouth hurt and I could feel the raw places on both sides of it where the leather had cut into my flesh.

  He watched me as I dressed then I picked up my heels and turned to leave. He didn’t say a word as I touched the door knob. I was sure he didn’t mean to let me leave before the 24 hours was up. I half expected him to come up behind me and drag me back to his torturous bed. Instead, I saw him out of the corner of my eye, lie down on the bed, on his side. He was watching me.

  When nothing came from him, I turned the knob and opened the door. I don’t know why I didn’t just make a run for it but I didn’t do that at all. I turned back and looked at him.

  He looked right back at me with those dark eyes shining at me from behind his black mask. I had so many questions I wanted to ask him. But I knew he wasn’t about to be that man. That man who would suddenly change his nature and be boyfriend material.

  That man was anything but the kind of man you took home to meet your father. My father would’ve killed that man. In a heartbeat!

  NICHOLAI

  As she left the room that day with obvious confusion. I felt as if maybe she wanted something more. Something I didn’t have to give. Whatever it was s
he desired, I could only fulfill sex and control. But I had enjoyed the sassy beauty as she ranted about belonging to me.

  That night I wanted to set the rules down but I couldn’t or she would’ve definitely walked away before I really got to know her. Dani had given me Natasha’s cell number. But she wasn’t responding to any of my messages or calls.

  I was beginning to think she liked to be punished. I let her leave that warehouse but I had no intentions of letting her go. I thought she understood that.

  With no other choices after a week without her, I went for my backup plan. Like I said, I wanted her. I get what I want, no matter what.

  “Nicholai, are you listening,” my father yelled across the board table.

  “I hear you, Father.” I looked over at him as I played with the ink pen, still thinking about Natasha.

  “So you will close this account by the end of the month! Catch a flight to Bangkok first thing!” he shouted, pushing the client portfolio to me as he got up and walked out of the boardroom with his stakeholders behind him.

  My assistant sat at my side as everyone else left the board room. “Jen, get a list of interns so I can have some help around here. We need some fresh faces. Make sure this one is at the top of the list.” I handed her a sheet with a list of names and Natasha Greenwell was the top priority. I wanted her. I wanted her right under my nose!

  I sat making business calls the rest of the day before going down to the warehouse for the company. Grimm Defense and Technology was my family owned company and I had been elected as CEO just a year after graduating.

  I hated working for my family and I hated the business we were in. I put on my hardhat to walk through the warehouse with the supervisor and line manager. “We’ll have the back orders out by the end of the quarter but we have another problem,” Chris, the warehouse supervisor said, turning toward me.