Dark Romance Novel - Submission + Taken + 1 Mystery books Bundle Set (A Dark Romance Series Novel)

by Veronica Cane

  “Well, well. What do we have here?” He asked, as he came in and looked at what was on the television.

  I scrambled to turn it off but it was too late. He had already seen what was on the screen.

  “It’s not what you think.”

  “What is it then? Are you telling me you don’t have some secret desire to be with another girl?”

  “No!” I said in protest. I could feel my face glowing bright red and turned away from him. I couldn’t let him see just how embarrassed I was over all of this.

  “What is it then?”

  He sat down next to me and ran his hand up and down my thighs, caressing me.

  “It’s their clothes,” I admitted reluctantly.

  He looked at me in confusion. “Were we not watching the same movie? Those girls didn’t have much on in the way of clothes.”

  “Of course they did. They had on sexy lingerie and thigh high stockings with fancy jewelry and …”

  “Okay I get it. You are trying to say that you would like something more to wear around the house?”

  “Well yeah. But it’s not just about wearing clothes. It’s about looking sexy. They didn’t just have on clothes. They had on intimate attire. I never really had anything like that before. They were all sexy, but at the same time so feminine. Know what I mean?”

  He let out a soft chuckle. “I do. But you’ll have to go with me to buy it. You have a tiny little body and for something like this, it will need to be fitted.”

  “Really?” I said excitedly.

  “Yes, I’m sure we can buy you a few new things to wear.”

  He kissed my forehead and started to pull back but I grabbed him with my one free hand and pulled him in for a real kiss.

  I licked his lips and began kissing down his collarbone, pulling back the collar of his shirt to get to bare skin. Forgetting about my restraints, I tried to put my arms around his neck and got a quick reminder.

  I looked up at him with pleading eyes. He pulled the key out of his pocket and freed both my hands and feet. I thanked him with another kiss on his lips, this time more passionate while using my hands to unbutton his shirt.

  He pulled back, looking at me through heavy lidded eyes. He made no effort to stop me so I continued removing his clothes. After I sat up on my knees and pushed my breasts into his face. It felt so good to lean my naked body against his bare chest, to rub up against his muscled body. But it felt even better to have his mouth on my breasts.

  He grabbed my face, pulling me down to him. He paused for just a moment, looking at me and then he kissed me. He stood up and took me by the hand, clearly intending to lead me somewhere but then he stopped. Instead he ran his hands over my ass in a soft caress and then slid a finger inside of me. I was writhing under his touch, practically humping his hand.

  I was panting, wanting more from him and about two seconds from coming when he pulled his fingers out of me. I looked up at him with a pout on my face.

  “Come with me,” he said.

  I followed him to the bedroom.

  “Lay on your stomach,” he commanded.

  He opened one of the drawers and pulled something out, but I couldn’t see what it was. He leaned over me, and put a pillow under my stomach so that my ass was now in the air. I froze, unsure what was going to happen next.

  He ran his hands over my back side, down the split of my ass, teasing me, making me want him even more. He squirted something cold on my ass and began to massage it in. I squirmed but he was sitting on top of me, holding me in place.

  “Don’t tense up.”

  With one hand he started to play with my clit and it felt great. I quickly forgot about what he was doing with his other hand. That was until he inserted something in my ass.

  I squeaked. “What is that?”

  “It’s a butt plug. Don’t worry I used the smallest one. We need to start training that cute little ass of yours.”

  Before I could protest he started rubbing my clit faster and I lost my train of thought. The more he teased my clit the more I got used to what he stuck in my ass and quite honestly it started to feel good. It was a strange sensation, something I wasn’t used to, but I liked it. Somehow it made what he was doing to my pussy feel even better and I wanted more. I was so turned on.

  “I want you to fuck me Master,” I said as I was thrusting my hips back and forth, grinding against his hand.

  “Please Master, I need you inside of me.”

  I didn’t have to wait for long before he lifted my ass up in the air and rammed his cock in my pussy.

  Even though I was wet and desperately wanted him inside of me, it was still a tight fit at first and it took a moment for my body to adjust. With each stroke though it began to feel better and I soon started thrusting my hips to meet his strokes.

  “God your pussy is so tight you are killing me.”

  I knew he was speaking to me but I could barely hear his words. All I could do is feel the immense pleasure of him thrusting in and out of me. I reached between my legs and started rubbing my clit. When I did his thrusts grew harder, and faster. As good as the slow, deep strokes had felt I enjoyed the change of pace, relishing the power emanating from his muscular body.

  As he drove his cock impossibly deep into me I felt possessed by him, it was as if each stroke pounded through my very being. I knew I couldn’t hold out much longer, the sense of pleasure was just too great.

  “I’m going to come in that sweet little pussy of yours.”

  I began to writhe beneath him, desperate for satisfaction when finally my orgasm took over my body and filled me with an intense gratification. I could feel my juices running down the shaft of his cock. Devlin put his finger against my opening and coaxed out a little juice and then put it up to his lips.

  “You taste so fucking good.”

  My clit quivered and pulsed with aftershocks and he started fucking me again. I could tell he was struggling not to come but my pussy was swollen and stretched so tight around his cock. His hands clenched desperately at my waist, as he buried himself repeatedly inside of me. It was flesh against flesh and the only sound that echoed through the room was the harsh slap of his bodying meeting mine and the soft grunts that escaped his lips.

  Turning me over, he looked down at me with a supreme satisfaction written all over his face.

  “You’re so beautiful,” he said tenderly.

  He slid a finger inside of my pussy that was now full of his hot seed. Then he traced a line around my mouth. I slowly ran my tongue over my lips, tasting his semen.

  “Good girl,” he said as he smiled down at me.

  He rolled over, lying next to me, pulling me into his arms. Resting my head on his chest, the sound of his heartbeat put me to sleep. I’m not sure how long I was out but when I woke up my hand was resting on his cock and it was hard yet again.

  He was still sleeping and I didn’t want to wake him so I decided to satisfy myself. I slid my hand between my legs. My flesh was still slick with him come from earlier so my fingers moved easily through my folds.

  I tried my best to be quiet but it wasn’t easy. I wanted to come badly I began to make tiny moans without realizing it and that woke Devlin up. He turned on his side and propped himself up on his elbow to watch.

  “Don’t let me stop you,” he said mischievously.

  I pulled my fingers out of my pussy, embarrassed that I had been caught.

  “I want to watch,” he said as he guided my hand back down to my pussy.

  I rolled my middle finger over my clit, moaning softly as my entire body tightened. I found my sweet spot and rubbed it vigorously as my pussy pulsed and clenched in response.

  I arched my back and worked my finger faster over my clit. He leaned down and bit my nipple and I cried out in pain, but didn’t stop. It was a delicious pain and only made me even more turned on.

  My breathing rose sharply and my body was wound up like a rubber band. I needed release and stroked faster. My hand moved in a fren
zy and my hips rose and fell as I worked my finger in and out of my pussy until finally, in one sudden burst I catapulted over the edge and my orgasm shook me.

  I had never played with myself in front of anyone before. How was this man able to get me to do such things? The old me would have never considered doing something like that before. But with Devlin I barely gave it a second thought. Knowing he was watching me pleasure myself made it even more stimulating.

  Chapter 9

  We went to shower together and after he had me fix my hair and put on clothes.

  “Where are we going Master?”

  “You don’t need to worry about that right now.”

  I was dying of curiosity but held my tongue. I knew he would tell me when he was ready and if I annoyed him by asking too many questions, I risked further punishment and that was the last thing I wanted.

  I put on the summer dress he set out for me, along with the matching bra and panties. Just as I slipped on my shoes he attached the leash to my collar.

  “Ok, let's go”.

  I followed after him as he let us out of the penthouse.

  We took the elevator down to the ground floor and went out of the main door into the sunshine. Fortunately, there were few people around so I was not subjected to stares. When we got into the car I couldn’t help but ask again where we were headed.

  “We are going shopping for something for you to wear. We are going to the club tonight and I want you to look your best.”

  A hundred questions whirled round in my mind. What club? Did he mean the bar by the office that we went to on the first Friday of every month or did he mean somewhere else? Who would be there? Would there be a chance for me to escape?

  There were too many questions for me to cope with at the moment, so I put them out of my mind and instead focused on the present. We were going out and we were going shopping for clothes. I welcomed the chance to get out of his penthouse and was even more excited to be getting something new to wear.

  We drove across town. I recognized the area, it was not too far from where I lived. When I saw the shopping mall off in the distance I began to get worried that he intended to parade me around on the leash. As we drove passed the mall entrance, I turned to look at him, wondering where in the world we were headed. He didn’t answer, instead just kept driving.

  We eventually pulled into a parking lot of a building I didn’t recognize. With a name like Forbidden Pleasures, I knew what kind of place it must have been. We parked in the back and he came around to open my door like a gentleman and then led me into the store by my leash.

  Unlike last time, there weren’t a lot of stares and jeers. The people in this store acted as if they were used to seeing men lead women around on a leash. When we got to the door, it was locked. We had to ring the bell to be let in. He exchanged warm greetings with the man who let us in as if he knew him well.

  The store was rather large and had all sorts of leather and rubber garments. There were also peephole bras, crotchless panties, corsets and fishnet stockings.

  Devlin turned to me and told me to strip except for my bra and panties. I was frozen to the spot. Strip in front of all these strangers? I couldn't make my arms and legs move.

  “Strip or this goes into the punishment book.”

  At the mention of the book I reluctantly removed my clothes. I would rather be standing in front of all of these people naked than to get punished again.

  I felt several pairs of eyes boring into me and looked up at Devlin pleadingly. He chose to ignore my look. So there I was, naked in front of these people I didn’t know, completely horrified.

  “She's pretty” said one of the customers, who wouldn’t stop staring at my breasts, which were barely contained in my lace, push up bra.

  I looked over at Devlin, who seemed quite happy for the man to be lusting after me. Luckily the saleswoman came over and sent the man away as she took me by the hand and led me over to a selection of dresses she thought I might like.

  The first thing she showed me was a sequin one sleeve dress. Devlin wouldn’t let me out of his sight so he accompanied me and the sales associate to the dressing room where I tried it on. The dress was a perfect fit and he nodded his approval and then instructed her to show us more. She brought over a bejeweled jumpsuit that I fell in love with but Devlin didn’t agree.

  “No. Absolutely not. No jeans, no pants, no shorts. How you look is a direct reflection on me.”

  He had a grim look on his face so I decided not to push the issue. If he didn’t want me wearing pants I could live with that.

  The next dress she brought me to try on left me completely speechless. It was elegant and sexy and when I put it on, I had never felt as sexy in my life. The dress was red and backless, and the front was extremely low cut, with an opening all the way down to expose below my belly button.

  “Do you have that in black?” Devlin asked the lady.

  “Yes, we do.”

  “Great. We’ll take it in black.”

  Next she brought in a white corset and a matching white tutu. I felt so pretty and pranced around to show it off for Devlin. He seemed amused and agreed to buy the outfit in all white, all black and a version that was a combination of black and white.

  I thought carefully about each of my purchases, knowing that whatever I selected, no matter how sexy or see through, he could make me wear in public. So I was careful to only select dresses that covered all of my private parts.

  In between trying on outfits another employee of the store served us champagne. A few drinks in I began to feel a little frisky and instead of taking the seat next to Devlin while I waited for the lady to bring me her next suggested selection, I sat on his lap.

  As she brought the next dress to me, I looked at her closely. She was pretty, really pretty and tall with a great tan with wonderfully long legs. She could have easily been mistaken for a Victoria Secret’s model. She was thin and had very tiny breasts. I began to wonder what they felt like and I found myself wanting to lick them.

  Obviously it wasn’t just me because with each new dress, she got more intimate with her touches. There was definitely a spark between us.

  “You like her, don’t you?” Devlin whispered in my ear.

  I nodded in agreement, while watching her walk towards us.

  “She has you wet, doesn’t she?”

  I didn’t get a chance to respond before he put a finger inside me, just enough to feel how wet I was.

  “That’s what I thought.”

  “I’m sorry Master. I don’t know what has come over me. She’s just so … tall.”

  “It’s okay. I don’t mind you playing with other girls.”

  I looked at him in surprise. “Really?”

  “Of course. As long as you ask my permission, I don’t mind.”

  “I’ve never done that before. I wouldn’t know what to even do Master.”

  “Just touch her how you would want her to touch you.”

  That totally made sense. I guess I could do that. I quickly downed the rest of my glass of champagne and when she came back over with a short silver mini-skirt for me to try on, I decided to try and make a move.

  “Now this outfit has some matching silver go-go boots and a plunging top that ties up front. You won’t be able to wear a bra with the top though,” she explained to me while helping me adjust the teeny tiny metallic skirt around my hips.

  I removed my bra and as she stood up her lips grazed my nipple. She gave me her sexist smile while removing her top. I unhooked her black bra, slid it off and threw it over my shoulder, landing on Devlin.

  She let her hair down and it cascaded down her shoulders to stop just at the top of her perky little tits. She pulled me in for one of those long, movie-type kisses and then traced a line with her finger from the top of my panties down to the middle. I knew she could feel my wetness, even through the fabric. She pulled my panties aside and stuck her finger deep inside of me as I squealed with desire.

  I
opened my legs wider for her touch and when I did she stuck two fingers inside of me. Her fingers created a rhythm in my slippery wetness and I was helpless to do anything but moan.

  Her touch was soft and pleasurable. I felt my clit began to throb and knew I wasn’t too far off from reaching a state of pure ecstasy but before we could go any further, the store owner stepped into the dressing room and found me making out with his sales associate.

  “Imogen, what did I tell you about sleeping with the clientele?”

  Imogen rushed to get her clothes back on and I pulled the skirt down that I was trying on.

  “I’m sorry boss,” the sales associate said as she lowered her head and went back to selecting outfits for me to try on.

  “Don’t be too hard on her Martin. She’s been making you a lot of money this afternoon.”

  Devlin pointed to the stack of dresses we already picked out to buy. The store owner turned his attention from the girl to Devlin.

  “Devlin, old pal, what have you been up to? It’s been ages since we’ve seen you around here.”

  “Yes indeed it has. But as you can see I’ve been making up for lost time.”

  Imogen returned with several more outfit selections including a dress of vinyl and one made out of latex.

  I wasn’t a big fan of the latex dress so I sent that back but I did keep the one made out of vinyl. It wasn’t as complicated as the latex one was to put on.

  As I was taking off the last dress something else caught my attention. It was a glittery, wide rhinestone choker that spelled out SLAVE, in big bold letters. I loved it and had to have it.

  As she put it around my neck, Imogen explained that it was made of sterling silver and Swarovski crystals.

  It fit perfectly over my black leather slave collar. I turned to Devlin with pleading eyes and a huge smile crossed his lips. He gestured for me to come to him and he examined it more carefully.

  “Is this something you really want?”

  “Oh yes Master, I absolutely love it. It will go perfect with the black low cut dress from earlier. I thought maybe if it was okay with you that is what I would wear tonight.”