It’s only a short walk from the play area to the dais, and I wanted to show her off—and her marks—so we took the long way around, making a full circuit of the dungeon. Now we’re standing in front of the dais which holds Lucius and Selene’s grand, imposing thrones.
If Lucius was surprised yesterday when I called him and said I might need him to perform a collaring this evening, he didn’t show it. I was a bit worried he wouldn’t be available at such short notice—after all, I didn’t know for sure whether Sabina would say yes until seven o’clock—but he’d merely chuckled. “We go back a long way,” he’d said, “and it’s been so many years since I last saw you this happy. Of course, I’d be honored to preside over the ceremony.”
The king and queen of Toxic are seated in their places of honor now, both looking glamorous and regal, as always. Selene’s eyes are glittering with amusement and I know why: she’s often teased me about never wanting to settle down.
In this instance, I don’t mind being wrong.
Lucius rises as we approach the dais, and I incline my head respectfully. Sabina does the same.
“Maximus,” he says, his voice carrying across the room. “Is this the girl you would like to own?”
“Indeed, sire,” I say, using my most formal way of addressing him. The occasion warrants it. “This is Sabina.”
“Very nice,” Lucius replies. I can feel Sabina clutch my arm tighter. “Sabina, do you attest that you are here of your own free will, that you are entering into this agreement with Maximus with a sound, clear mind, and full knowledge of what he will require of you?”
“I do, Sir.” It’s barely a whisper, but I know Lucius heard it all the same.
“Then I give you both my blessing.”
“Thank you, sire,” I tell him. Then I slide Sabina’s hand out from the crook of my elbow, turn her so that we’re facing each other, and tell her to kneel. She does so without hesitation and once again, a wave of pride fills my chest.
“Sabina,” Lucius says. “Do you promise to love, serve, and obey Maximus in all things as your dominant, in the knowledge that he will love, protect, and respect you in return, never asking anything of you that would cause you harm?”
This time, Sabina’s reply is clear as a bell. Her lovely blue eyes are glistening with tears as she gazes up at me. “I promise.”
“And you, Maximus,” Lucius continues, “in return for her submission and devotion, do you swear to love, cherish and protect Sabina in all things, and promise never to willfully cause her harm?”
“I swear it,” I say, pulling the black box out of my pocket and opening it to remove the bracelet.
“Let this jewelry be a symbol of the promises you made to one another this night,” Lucius goes on, “as well as a mark of ownership. Maximus, you may proceed.”
“Give me your left wrist, pet,” I tell Sabina, and she raises her hand obediently. The titanium chain fits perfectly and as I put it on her, I thank the gods for sending me such a wonderful woman. I never thought I’d feel love like this again, and it’s only now that I’m realizing how much I missed it. Craved it. “Do you like it?” I whisper once I’ve locked the bracelet securely around her wrist, and Sabina nods, even though she’s barely looked at it.
“Read the inscription on the pendant,” I tell her, and she does so, giving a little gasp of pleasure. “And the other side.” I had a rose gold pendant added to the bracelet, and I had it engraved. On one side, in a delicate, slanted script, it reads: Maximus. On the other: Cherished pet.
“I love you, Sir,” she says, and the tear sliding down her cheek is almost my undoing.
“I love you. You may stand.”
I had almost forgotten where we were until I hear the spontaneous round of applause as Sabina gets carefully to her feet. Pulling her against me, I tug her head back and kiss her on and on, trying to convey without words what I feel for her.
“Congratulations, you two.” Lucius’s bemused voice interrupts our passionate embrace. “Now for gods’ sake, get a room.” There’s a ripple of laughter, but it’s good-natured.
“I need to be alone with you now,” I tell Sabina, running a finger down her cheek.
“Sounds good to me, Sir,” she replies.
“And as it happens, I know just the place.” I take her hand and lead her to the back of the dungeon, to the private play booths. Originally I had intended to take her home, to my place, to consummate our new commitment to one another there. But now I realize I simply cannot wait that long. Even though she made me come so intensely earlier this evening, I’ve been hard as granite since I first made her get up on that table, and it’s time to take her in the one place I haven’t yet.
Before daybreak, Sabina will be mine in every way possible.
Sabina
Everything feels so surreal, it’s like I’m in a dream. If it is, I never want to wake up. As I knelt before Maximus and he locked that gorgeous bracelet around my wrist to symbolize his ownership of me, I thought I might explode with joy. And the expression on his handsome face when he helped me back to my feet… nobody’s ever looked at me with so much love before.
Maybe I can take care of myself, maybe I am strong and independent, but I no longer want to be. I want to lean on him. I welcome his protection. I love him.
“I’m so hungry for you,” he growls as soon as we enter the booth. It’s the one we first played in. It feels like we’ve come full circle. “Come here.”
I go to him willingly, relishing the feel of his lips and tongue on my neck, my breasts, my belly. He cups my abused butt, squeezing the cheeks roughly, renewing the sting, and I mewl with pain. Then his mouth finds mine and he kisses me as I unbutton his shirt, suddenly desperate to feel his skin under my fingertips. I want to be closer to him than ever before.
His tongue is exploring my mouth as he unbuckles his belt, unbuttons and unzips his pants, and shoves them to his ankles before stepping out of them. “Gods, you taste so good,” he groans, and I’m vaguely aware of him kicking off his shoes. “Play with my cock.”
I don’t need to be told twice. I take his rigid length in my hand, closing my fist around it and stroking it slowly, wanting to tease and torment him the way he does me. He groans against my lips, and his fingers slide between my thighs and find my clit.
He washed off the Tiger Balm when he cleaned me earlier after my punishment, but the whole area is still throbbing and incredibly sensitive, and I gasp when he begins to stroke my taut little nubbin with deft, precise movements designed to drive me insane.
“I’m so proud of you,” he murmurs in between kisses, “and it was so hot to watch you squirt everywhere in front of all those people like a wanton little slut.”
He knows exactly what his dirty talk does to me and it has the desired effect: a little gush of liquid heat floods his hand. “I bet most of them want to fuck you, but you know I’m the only one who gets to do that. You’re mine now.”
“Yours,” I moan as he strokes me faster.
“Now,” he growls, and I go over the edge, waves of pleasure washing over my whole body. I’m still moaning and shuddering as he spins me around, bends me over the nearest table, and plunges his huge cock deep inside my fluttering pussy. His pelvis smacking against my stinging butt only serves to heighten the pleasure.
“I love your tight little cunt,” he says, gripping my hips so hard that I know he’ll leave bruises. “I love the way it clamps down on my cock when you come. I love how wet I can make you, how fucking responsive you are.”
All I can do is gasp as he pounds into me with a ferocity which takes my breath away. It feels so good, I never want him to stop.
“But there’s still one place I haven’t been,” he continues, and the next moment, I feel his fingertip stroking my most private hole. “I’m going to fuck you here, pet,” he growls. “It’s going to stretch you, and it’s going to hurt, and you’re going to come harder than you ever thought possible.”
The mere threat is en
ough to drive me to the brink. “Please,” I gasp, fighting to hold back. “Please may I come?”
“No. Not until I’m deep in here.” He slides his finger into my back channel then, and I yelp as the ring of muscle clamps down in protest. “You need to relax, pet.”
I’ve done anal before, but never with anyone so big. “I’m scared, Sir,” I admit, then jump when he bends down and kisses my back.
“Do you trust me, sweetheart?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Then just breathe and let me do this.” He removes his finger and I hear a click. The next moment, something thick and cool is being dribbled between my asscheeks. Lube.
Just as he did with the Tiger Balm earlier, he slathers a good amount of it on and around my back hole and then inserts one finger. It slides in more easily this time, and I groan as he begins to work it in and out.
“Gods, you’re tight,” he says. “I’m not gonna last long.”
After giving one more hard thrust inside my pussy, he withdraws his cock and removes his finger at the same time. I feel suddenly, achingly empty.
“Just getting myself ready,” he says, and I can hear the wet sound of him slathering lube over his cock. “Turn around and get up on the table,” he orders, and I do as he says. “Lie back. I want your ass hanging over the edge.”
He looks so handsome standing there naked, stroking his impressive erection, the muscles of his chiseled chest gleaming in the low light.
“All right, pet, I need you to relax as much as possible. Let me help you.” I watch him as he reaches between my spread legs, and moan as his lubed finger finds my clit. He’s stroking tantalizing circles around it with one hand, and lining up his cock at my back entrance with the other. “Put your ankles on my shoulders, there’s a good girl.”
I force myself to focus on the sensations he’s creating in my swollen bud as the broad, blunt head of his cock begins to press against my most tight hole.
“Bear down as I enter you,” he orders, and I let out a yelp of pain as he pushes himself in slowly, inch by agonizing inch. As much as I want to, it’s impossible to do what he asks and push back. He applies a little more pressure to my clit and I groan, another orgasm building despite—or maybe because of—the ache in my back channel.
“You’re doing so good, baby,” he murmurs, “I’m so proud of you. Almost there. You can take it, just focus on this…” He gives my clit a quick, hard pinch before resuming the relentless stroking, and my wiggle of pleasure helps him slide even further inside me.
I feel like I’m being torn in half but another part of me is relishing all of it, even the pain.
“So fucking tight,” he groans, and then he delivers another pinch as he slides all the way home. I let out a howl.
“Better get used to it, pet,” he tells me as he begins to move in short, gentle digs, only withdrawing an inch or two before sliding back in. “I plan to use this hole often, and thoroughly. And you’re gonna learn to love it.”
I’m on fire in more ways than one, and even though my ass is stretched to the point of pain, my clit is pounding like a drum beneath his expert fingertip.
“How long we do this for is up to you, pet,” Maximus continues, still thrusting in and out of my burning back hole, slowly increasing the depth of his thrusts. “I’m not gonna stop until you come with my cock in your ass.”
Again, his words make me gush, proof of my arousal slipping out of my pussy and sliding down to add to the lube coating his erection.
“And then, when you’re coming nice and hard for me,” he continues, stroking my rigid clit faster now, “I’m gonna fill this tight little hole with my cum as I plunge my teeth into your neck and push your orgasm to heights you never even imagined.”
Maximus is as good as his word. That last threat sends me over the edge and I climax beneath his fingertip, shuddering as he draws it out for several delicious seconds, before coming himself with a guttural shout. I can feel his cock jerking inside my ass as he leans down, forcing himself in deeper as my knees are pushed to my chest, and sinking his fangs into my neck as he begins to feed…
It’s the most intense thing I’ve ever experienced and as I lie quaking on the table, wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure originating in my clit and spreading through my entire body, Maximus’s seed filling my ass as he pumps my neck full of pleasure venom, my heart is overflowing with love, and I know without a doubt that this is where I belong.
With my vampire master.
Forever.
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USA Today bestselling author Tabitha Black has been writing erotic romance for well over a decade, mostly in the age-play and historical genres. More recently, she's discovered the joys of writing more contemporary books with a greater emphasis on BDSM, as well as darker, edgier fiction. Her latest foray is into the fascinating world of M/f Omegaverse, although she has always had a soft spot for vampires.
Having lived in four countries on three different continents, she likes to "write to discover what she knows."
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