Vengeful Seduction_A Submissives’ Secrets Novel

by Michelle Love

  It’s a daunting amount of money, and I have no idea how I’ll hide the fact I have it from my parents, but I’m excited about the financial gain just the same. It’s a pleasant perk to what I hope will be an excellent experience.

  The plane stops, and the pilot comes back on the speaker, “Thank you for traveling with us, Miss Thomas. We hope you enjoy your stay in Oregon. You may exit the plane now.”

  Sighing as I take off my seatbelt, I pick up my purse off the opposite seat and make my way out the door, the pilot has opened. I brought nothing, just as Pierce told me to, except my passport and identification and my cell as well. Other than that, I’ve left it all up to him to provide me with everything else he deems I should have.

  Placing myself in his complete care is more than a bit daunting. His list of rules and chores was on the monotonous side. But I think I’ll be able to show him that most of those mundane chores won’t need to be done daily. I hope so, anyway.

  As I walk down the set of stairs that’s been pushed up to the plane, I see a man, standing off to one side. He lifts his hand with a slight wave and asks, “Miss Thomas?”

  “Yes,” I answer as I get to the last stair and step off onto the tarmac. “I’m Jade Thomas.”

  “Mr. Langford is waiting for you in the limousine. I’ll escort you to him.” He walks away, and I follow along behind him, a bit miffed that Pierce didn’t bother to come out to meet me.

  “He stayed in the car, did he?” I mumble to myself.

  “He was on a conference call,” the driver tells me as he continues walking. “It was important that he take the call, ma’am. He’ll be out of touch soon, as he’ll be with you in a remote section of the state in a place he has found has limited cell coverage. He told me to extend his apologies to you. He’d have come for you himself if the call hadn’t been important.”

  “I see.” The thought of cell coverage not being good out where we’re going has my inner self chiding me about the danger of being so out of touch and all alone with the man I’ve given permission to, to test my limits. Am I an idiot?

  Still, my feet keep taking me toward the man. We go through the airport and out the front doors to find many cabs and a few limos waiting in lines. I follow the driver and see one of the back doors open on a sleek, black car, and a tall man with muscles upon muscles gets out.

  “Pierce,” I say breathlessly.

  He’s easily six feet three inches. His dark hair hangs in loose waves from the top of his head, covering shortly cropped sides and half of his forehead. Plenty of hair to run my fingers through, just as he said. His eyes are bright and shining; the bluish color overwhelms the browns in them. His plump lips are pulled back into a smile, and he’s extending both hands to me.

  “Jade!”

  I quicken my pace to get to him. “Pierce!”

  Our hands entwine as I reach out for him. He’s strong as he pulls me close and plants a kiss right on my quivering lips. Sparks flash all through me as our lips touch. I fight the urge to give into the kiss entirely.

  Our mouths part and he looks into my eyes. “I’m happy to finally see you in the flesh, baby.”

  “Me too,” I say with a sigh punctuating my short sentence.

  Pierce moves me to get into the car, and I slide in, over the black leather bench seat. He moves in next to me and puts on my seatbelt for me, leaving a kiss on my cheek. “I have to keep my precious cargo safe.”

  I giggle and watch him put on his own seatbelt. “This is weird.”

  His eyes cloud as he looks at me. “Jade, it’s not that weird. People meet online all the time and end up meeting in person. It’s advanced, is what it is.”

  I lean into his touch as he gently strokes my cheek. “My goodness, you’re beautiful.”

  He’s the one who’s beautiful. I can’t help but scan his face and body. He’s wearing a dark blue suit that looks as if it costs hundreds of dollars. He smells like musky leather, and his mere presence fills me with a longing I’ve never had before.

  I take his hand in mine and press my lips to the side of it. “I’ve studied a lot for you. Watched the videos you told me to in preparation for meeting your needs. All of them. Cooking, cleaning.” I lean in close and whisper, “Oral stimulating.”

  “Good girl,” he whispers back to me, his tone low and sexy.

  Our faces are so close, he takes my mouth again with a sweet kiss that takes my breath away. His tongue moves through my lips, mingling with mine. No domination is in the kiss, only sweetness.

  I’ve kissed men before. Not a hell of a lot, but I have kissed men. But Pierce’s kiss is taking me to places none of theirs ever did. His mouth is soft as he kisses me. His hands run over my cheeks, then down to my shoulders, where he holds me. When he ends the kiss, we look at one another.

  “You kiss well, Jade.”

  “As do you,” I say, then run my hand over his five o’clock shadow. He had a smooth face when I saw the video he made with that woman, doing our scene. “You’ve let your beard grow out some.”

  Taking my hand, he pulls it to his lips, running it back and forth over them, leaving trails of heat behind. “I didn’t shave this morning, that’s all. I thought I might let it grow while we’re on vacation. If you hate it, please let me know.”

  “I think it makes you look rugged already,” I say, then give him a smile. “But I’ll let you know if it gets out of hand.”

  “Please do.” He wraps his arm around my shoulders and pulls me close. “It’s better than I even expected.”

  “What is?” I ask in confusion.

  “Our spark. I knew we’d have one, but I had no idea it’d be this intense.” He gives me a squeeze. “This is going to be fun, Jade.”

  I hope he’s right!

  Pierce

  Honey is Jade’s dominant smell. Sweetness exudes from her. Innocence flows off her in waves, and I can’t help but get caught up in it. My hand is on the small of her back as I take her into the club, walking through the crowd of people who’ve gathered for the evening.

  “The main office is upstairs. We have to go to the back of the room to get to them. Are you nervous, Jade?”

  “Everyone is so, um, sexy,” she whispers. “I feel out of place.”

  “You shouldn’t. You too are sexy.” I run my arm around her waist, pulling her close to my side to help ease her tension. “Have you noticed the men, and women, for that matter, who’re looking at you?”

  Her head bobs around a bit as she takes in the people in the crowd. “No.”

  “You’re a real beauty, Jade. Don’t doubt that.” I pull open the door that hides the stairwell and let her walk ahead of me on the narrow staircase. “Up we go.”

  I let her go and wait for her to get three steps up before I follow. Her legs are toned and curvy. Creamy thighs peek out from under the slits in the lavender lace of her dress that’s knee-length and flowing. Smooth calves ripple with each step she takes. My eyes move up her body, taking in the curviness of her rounded hips, then her narrow waist, and finally her shoulders.

  She hits the top step, then stops and turns around, waiting for me to catch up to her. I run my arm back around her waist and hold her tight once more. “I love how your body feels, Jade.”

  “Um, thanks,” she says shyly. “I like how it feels when you hold me.”

  “Good,” I say and kiss her pink cheek. “Now to the paperwork of this endeavor.”

  Giving a quick knock on the office door, I find a young woman opening it. A smile covers her face as she motions for us to come in. “Hello, Mr. Langford. I have to admit, I didn’t think I’d ever see you in this office for anything other than paying your dues.” She extends her hand to Jade. “And you must be Jade Thomas. Call me Betty.”

  “Thanks, Betty,” Jade says as she shakes her hand. “I can’t thank you enough for letting me do the paperwork online.”

  “All that’s left is the real signatures. In this business, one needs the real deal to make it legal,” Bett
y informs us as she leads us to a large oak desk with neatly stacked piles of paper at the corners. “Mr. Langford has put the money in an escrow account for you, Jade. Upon completion of the contract, the money will be released to you. And you said you wanted it in the form of a cashier’s check so you can put it into your bank account at home, correct?”

  “Correct,” Jade says as I help her take a seat in an overstuffed, tan, leather Queen Anne chair that sits in front of Betty’s desk. “Sixty thousand. Is that right?” Jade’s eyes stay glued to Betty, ignoring my smile.

  “No, that’s not the amount we have for you, Jade?” Betty asks.

  “What? I don’t understand,” Jade says, then looks at me. “We agreed on that amount, Pierce.”

  I run my fingers over her sweet lips to quiet her. “Hush, baby. I made an adjustment to the amount.” I look at Betty. “Tell her what’s in escrow for her, please.”

  Betty grins as she says, “Mr. Langford has put a million dollars into the account, Jade. To say you’re one lucky young woman just doesn’t seem to cut it, in my opinion.”

  “How much? Are you serious? Oh, Pierce, no!”

  I kiss her lips to make her stop talking, then say, “I want you to have that money. I won’t take no for an answer. You’re giving me more than just my fantasy, Jade. Your innocence is a precious gift. I want you to know that I respect you immensely. I don’t take what you’re doing lightly.”

  I watch her gulp, making her throat bulge as she does. “Pierce, that’s more money than I expected.”

  “Good,” I tell her, then kiss the tip of her cute little nose. “Because you’re more than I expected. Accept the money.”

  With a nod, she’s accepted it, and Betty pushes the paper over to her for her signature. “Smart young lady.”

  The way Jade’s handshakes as she signs the escrow form lets me know how nervous she is. Am I sadistic because her nerves make me happy?

  Her body is tense, and I know I can change that with some simple kisses and touches. I can take all that nervous energy and convert it into something pleasurable. And soon, I will!

  Betty takes the signed paper and pushes another one to Jade. “This is the contract you two have agreed on. Mr. Langford’s rules are in it, like we discussed last week. If you’ll both sign this for me, you two can be on your way.”

  I watch Jade sign it. Then she pushes it to me. “Here, Pierce. Only sign if you’re sure about this. I know I might be a disappointment to you. You don’t have to go through with it if you don’t want to.”

  Moving my hand over hers, I look deep into her eyes, trying to convey my feelings to her as I say, “Jade, I am anything but disappointed in you. I’m overjoyed with you. Please, don’t think any other way.” I move my hand off hers, taking the paper and signing it. “And with that, we’re done and can be on our way.”

  “Are you driving out now?” Betty asks me as we get up.

  “We are. It’s only a little over an hour away. I’m dying to show the cabin to Jade. It’s adorable.” I run my arm back around Jade as we walk to the door.

  Betty follows us out. “See you back in two months, Jade. Good luck, and here’s your copy of the contract.” She hands Jade a yellow sheet of paper. “Our number is on the top. If for any reason you feel unsafe or unhappy about this contract, all you have to do is call. Someone will go and get you. We take care of all our members. You’re never really alone in this.”

  Jade nods. “That’s nice to hear. Thank you.”

  “Thank you, Betty. See you in a couple of months,” I say, then lead Jade out. The door closes behind us, and I lean in close. “Baby, you’re going to have the time of your life. I promise you that.”

  I can feel heat radiating off her as she looks at me and takes my face between her clammy palms. “Pierce, I’m more afraid than I’ve ever been.”

  “You shouldn’t be. Things are going to be great. Try to calm down. I’ll grab you a drink, if you want one for the drive out.” I kiss her cheek again, in an attempt to help her.

  “I could probably use one. I’m on pins and needles.”

  All that energy is making me hot for her. I’ve never had anyone so keyed up about me. It’s a turn on. A huge turn on, and my cock is pulsing with the need to feel her. But I must wait. The night I have planned is special. I don’t want to jump the gun and take away from her first experience with sex.

  Jade

  Holding a crystal glass of Hennessy Paradis in my now unshaking hand, I look out the window as Pierce drives us down some lonesome road that’s leading us into a thick forest. “It’s so dark out here.”

  “It is. The city lights won’t interfere with our view of the stars,” Pierce says, then takes my hand and holds it on the console between us. “How do you feel since you’ve taken a few sips of the cognac, baby?”

  “Less tense,” I tell him. “I’m sorry for being such a baby about this. I know you’ve never experienced anyone like me. I hope it’s not off-putting for you.”

  “Far from it. I find it absolutely fantastic. Your raw energy is a total turn on. If you want to know the truth, I’ve never been this keyed up about anything I’ve done before. And to be honest, you’re my first virgin.” He looks at me and gives me a wink. “So we’re both about to have first time experiences.”

  That should make me feel better about things, but it doesn’t. Who cares if he’s never had a virgin? Pierce has had tons of other women with more experience than most.

  I take another small sip of the drink and peer out the window at the giant trees the headlights shine on as he slows to take a turn down a dirt road. “This is way the heck out here, isn’t it?”

  He nods. “It’s remote, the way I told you it’d be. But we have all we’ll need to get by for the next two months without having to venture back to town.”

  “So we’re really going to stay out here all that time, secluded?” I ask as I see a quaint looking cabin with the porch light on.

  “Secluded is what you wanted, Jade. You wanted no one to know what we’re up to after all. No one will hear us way out here.” He smiles and squeezes my hand, I suppose to reassure me, but it has the opposite effect on me.

  We’re out in the middle of nowhere. Pierce told me he’s already been out here and prepared a playroom for us filled with all kinds of what he calls toys that I tend to think of as torture devices.

  Pulling to a stop, he turns the car off, and we get out. He moves to my side quickly and drapes his arm around my shoulders. “Everything is here, ready for us. My heart’s beating like crazy. I’m so excited, Jade.”

  One more sip helps me to get the shaking under control before it has a chance to start again. “I am too, Pierce. I really am. You did remember to get me a couple of notebooks and pens to write with, didn’t you?”

  “Of course. I know you need your creative outlet.” He kisses my cheek, then unlocks the front door, and I find darkness greeting me.

  With the flip of a switch, a cozy living area is lit up by a chandelier made out of a wagon wheel. “Neat,” I say as I look around. A white stone fireplace is in a corner. The sofa and one chair are covered in an off-white burlap-looking material that’s covered with soft chenille throws.

  Pierce flips another switch on the panel of them that’s right by the door, and the kitchen is lit up. A series of lights over the bar come on, making the small but modern kitchen glow. “We have a full kitchen for you to learn how to cook in. And I’ve purchased a complete set of videos to help you learn how to do that to please your man. Your man being me.” He pulls me in front of him and gives me a long kiss that has my knees going weak.

  When he lets my mouth go, I whisper, “I need to set this drink down.”

  He moves with me still in his arms, dancing me to the bar that’s the only thing separating the kitchen from the living area. I place the half- empty glass on it, and he takes my arms, running them around his neck. “Do you like it?”

  With a nod, I answer him, “I do. It’s supe
r cute.”

  “Wanna see more?” He kisses the top of my head as I nod. Then off we go, down a small hallway. He stops at the first door. “This is one of the three bathrooms. This one is only a half bath.” He pushes the door, and I find a toilet and a wash basin.

  “Oh, it’s for company. Not that we’ll have any,” I say as I look at the blue walls and the small painting of an owl that hangs over the toilet.

  We move on to the next door, and he opens it. “Our bedroom,” he says as he turns on the light, revealing a queen-sized bed with a light blue comforter on it. Four fluffy pillows are at the top, and it looks cozy and comfy. “The closet has both of our clothes in it and so does the dresser. It’s nothing like my place, but I think it’ll do for us for the next couple of months.”

  “In my research about BDSM relationships, most times the people don’t sleep together,” I say as he takes me back into the hallway.

  “And usually I’d adhere to that. This house has only two bedrooms, and I had to adjust the second one to fit our unique needs.” Pierce pushes open the door across the hallway, and I see exactly what he means.

  “Oh, Lord!”

  His hand moves over my ass in a rubbing fashion. “You like?”

  “What’s not to like?” I say with a hushed voice. “The bed that has a cage beneath it? The rack that looks as if it’s from medieval times? Or the two ropes that hang from hooks on the ceiling?”

  With a chuckle that sounds light-hearted, Pierce says, “You should open the closet.”

  I walk away from him to do that and find assorted things hanging along the wall in the closet. A long whip, a various assortment of floggers, paddles, and then I see a small dresser and open the top drawer to find the things I think must be nipple clamps, some small glass bowl things, and several pairs of handcuffs. “Um, I suppose you’ve thought of it all, Pierce.”

  “Open the next drawer,” he directs me.

  I do, and find a few dildos of various sizes. “How thoughtful.”