by J Marie
No, no, no! This was my chance, and I was losing!
“I admire your strength, Jaden, but it’s time to surrender,” he said, slowly walking toward me, dropping both bos to the floor. “You're finished.”
“No,” I growled, and forced my body to complete a perfect kip-up, bringing me back to my feet, my hands at the ready. “I’m not done.” My body was throbbing in pain, but I would never let him see it.
“Yes, you are. Look at you. Did you really think you could ever compete with someone like me? You barely even come up to my shoulder, for fuck’s sake.”
I snarled at him. “You and I both know that size doesn’t mean shit in a fight. I think you could stand to give me a little more credit than that. You are sweating, after all.”
A cool evil chuckle vibrated up his throat as he watched me and it made the scowl on my face only grow wider.
“As much as I would love to give you all the credit in the world, Jaden, I unfortunately can only give you so much. You’re impressive, there’s no doubt about that. You’re even better than some of my own men. But none of that matters because in the end, there’s only one person you have to get through, and that’s me. So if you think size doesn’t matter here … you’re going to have to prove it to me.”
I gave him a knowing smirk.
Challenge accepted.
His last comment somehow managed to summon my last bit of energy because when Darren stepped toward me, I threw a reverse hook kick at his face, following through with a roundhouse kick when he dodged the hook. But before my last kick touched the ground, he thrust his open palm straight into my chest, knocking the wind from my lungs, and sent me crashing to the floor, tears involuntarily peeking out from my lids.
Fear crept into me now as I coughed up the air that no longer existed in my lungs. I was done. I could feel it, but I didn’t want to be. I wanted to keep fighting, but I had nothing left. Even as I tried to rise from the floor, my body refused to let me.
What would Darren do to me when my body could no longer sustain his attacks? Would he just hurt me more? Rub it in my face? Make me admit more self-damaging things I didn’t want believe? I hated him so much. Hated him for his strength. For his speed. For his size. But what I hated him most for was his ability to make me feel like I was nothing. Like no matter what I did, it wouldn’t even put a dent in him. I probably couldn’t even compare to his shadow.
Darren squatted over me then, resting his forearms on his knees. “That was a good try, Jaden, but you and I both know who the victor is.”
“Fuck. Off,” I said, trying to roll and get back up, but he pressed my shoulder back down and slapped my face hard.
The shock sent splinters into my stomach, and my cheek screamed as I could feel the heat of my blood rushing to the point of contact. He grabbed my throat and lifted my head from the floor to his face.
“I’ve had just about enough of that disrespectful little mouth of yours. You lost, Jaden, just as I said you would. However much a threat you think you are, you are nothing compared to me. I am the only threat there is now, so I suggest you start to accept your place if you want to survive my wrath.”.
I just glowered at him, so pissed at his words that all I wanted to do was scream. His grip on my throat tightened even more as he cut off all my oxygen. My hands clutched at his wrist to hold myself up to prevent further choking.
“I could literally crush you, Jaden,” he snarled through clenched teeth. “It would be so easy, like snapping a twig. That’s how much of a threat you are to me. No matter how hard you try or how much you train, you will never beat me. There is no escaping me, so stop fighting it. You belong to me, little girl, and now, I’m finally gonna take what’s mine.”
Releasing my throat, he flipped me over onto my front, reached under my dress and ripped my thong from my hips. Terror filled my heart as I fought to get him off me, but my body was completely drained off all energy.
“No! Get off me!”
He pressed his heavy palm into my back, and I could hear him unzipping his pants. The tears started coming then, and I couldn’t control them as they streamed silently down my swollen face. He reached around the front of my body and grabbed roughly at my pussy, practically lifting my hips from the floor. I cried out at his violent touch as his large fingers slid over my clit. I pressed my knees together and squeezed my thighs shut, attempting to bar him from entry. He then smacked my ass so hard I momentarily lost all concentration as the pain electrocuted through my still sore skin.
That little distraction gave him enough time to spread my legs with his knee and place his body between them, keeping them wide open for him. Darren was still rubbing my clit and I could feel my body start to surrender to his touch, even as my mind wouldn’t. Leaning over me and taking my hips in his hands, I could feel the head of his dick pressing at my entrance.
“You lost, my dear, and now, I’m gonna claim my prize.”
He didn’t wait another second before driving into me with such force I would have been thrust several feet forward had he not been holding on to my hips. Pain and pleasure exploded inside me as I fought with my body to relax under him. I knew the tenser I was, the greater the pain would be.
“Fuck, I’ve waited way too long for this,” he moaned.
He pumped himself into me hard and fast, and it didn’t take long for my core to become extremely swollen and sore. My body rocked back and forth under his, pressing me roughly into the hard floor, and the horrible sound of his grunts echoed through my ears. There was nothing left for me to do but wait for it to be over.
Darren then flipped me over onto my back, and I immediately brought my hands up to scratch his eyes out with my freshly manicured claws. Of course, he expected it and took my wrists in his hands and pinned them down at either side of my head. With nothing left in me, the only thing I could do was close my eyes and wait for him to finish.
“Look at me, Jaden,” he ordered me as he slowed his thrusts.
I shook my head and kept my eyes closed even tighter. I couldn’t face him. Couldn’t deal with the reality that he had won and was now proving it to me. His next thrust was so forceful, it felt like a direct punch to my cervix, and I cried out in pain, involuntarily opening my eyes to the ceiling.
“I said look at me!” Darren snarled, switching my wrists in one hand above my head while his other clutched my jaw in a tight grip, forcing my eyes back to his. I glared at him with enough fury to cause an atomic explosion, but he was less than impressed. “Who do you belong to, Jaden?” he sneered down at me, smiling in the cruelest way.
I looked away from him again, attempting to fight with what little energy I had left, but there was no use. He was just too big and too strong. I groaned under his weight as he pressed into me, fighting with only mental capacity now, but it was becoming pointless.
Darren brought his face down to mine so the only thing I could see was the dark ocean of his eyes that drowned me under his penetrating stare. It made my stomach clench into tiny knots as I attempted to avoid him.
“I asked you a question, little girl,” he growled, tightening his grip on my jaw and wrists. “Tell me who you belong to or I will continue to drag this out until you do.”
Darren turned my head to the side and licked a slow devious path up my neck with his tongue as he continued his short deliberate thrusts into me. “And you should know … I can go all day,” he whispered into my ear.
More tears spilled out down the side of my cheeks and pooled into my hair. I couldn’t admit it to him, even though there was no argument about it. Saying those words would never hurt more than they would right now. But I desperately wanted this to be over.
“I belong to you,” I whispered through clenched teeth.
“That’s my girl,” Darren drawled with approval, rubbing his nose up the column of my throat.
He then picked up his pace, and I could feel him getting ready to finish. With a loud roaring grunt, he shot his entire load into me and gro
wled as his orgasm released.
He breathed a long satisfied sigh as he pulled out, and I could feel the small drips of his cum seep down my leg. He let go of my wrists and I just rolled over onto my side, curling into myself, beaten and broken down. I felt like nothing; like I was worth nothing, and I feared that this was what my life would be like for the rest of my days. My pussy throbbed in pain as silent tears spilled from my eyes down my face and I just wanted to die right then and there.
Darren stood over me, and I was sure he felt so proud of what he had done. Beaten and raped his defiant little slave girl; showed her who was boss. Let her prove to her own self that she had no shot of ever defeating him simply because she was smaller and weaker.
He was trying to break me down, destroy my confidence, and destroy everything about me that he deemed unfitting. I couldn’t let him break me. I wouldn’t let him win. I had to keep up my fight long enough for him to believe he truly had broken me. And then, when he thought he had me completely under his will, I would strike.
“Get up, Jaden,” he said calmly. I moaned in protest; I didn’t think I had the strength to lift a single limb. “Now.”
I slowly rolled over to my stomach, and one by one, I pressed my elbows in and pushed against the floor with all my might. My body felt like it weighed a thousand pounds as I managed to lift just my upper body. Tired of waiting any longer for me to obey him, Darren reached down, grabbed my hair, and yanked me to my feet.
“When I tell you to do something, you say ‘yes, Darren’ and you fucking do it. I don’t give a shit what you feel like,” he roared, one arm around my waist as he clutched me to his chest and dragged me to the door.
Leaving the gym, he pulled me down the hall and stopped at a door. After he had unlocked it with a key code, he dragged me down a set of carpeted stairs. It felt like we were going into a separate basement. He entered another door, flicked a light on, and before me was a room very similar to the one Darren had punished me in back at the warehouse. He had his very own playroom. Motherfucker.
However, one thing was specifically different about this room. In the far right corner toward the back of the room was a long black cage. It was smaller and the bars were thicker than the ones at the warehouse, and there was no padding in this one at all.
Darren then grabbed the back of my head, gripping more of my hair and pushed me toward the cage. No, no, no, no fucking way! I wasn’t going back in a cage!
“No! Please, Darren, don’t!” I pleaded.
“No?” he snarled turning to me. “Now you’re gonna tell me no? You don’t ever get to tell me no. I’ve told you this already. That word no longer exists in your vocabulary.” He shoved me to the ground in front of the open cage. “Now, get the fuck in there.”
My body shook in uncontrollable fear as I crawled my way into the cold, black cage. I turned and sat against the back end of it while Darren crouched down and locked it.
“Before I go,” he said, standing and leaning over the cage. “I want to leave you with a little bit of information to dwell on for a while—what my real intentions are.” I listened very intently now, almost anxious to hear what he was about to say. “You see, I have big plans for you, Jaden, much bigger than you may be ready for, but in time, you will be. I’m not just looking for someone to bury my dick in. I’m looking for my companion in life. When I decide the time is right, I will take you as my wife and you will bear my children. And I expect many sons from you.”
I sat frozen in place, unable to breathe, unable to blink. All I could feel was the icy fear that spread over my entire body, chilling me to the bone. This could not be happening.
“Now, when I come back here.” He pointed at me. “I expect a whole new attitude from you.” Then he got up, turned off the lights, and left me alone in the dark.
Chapter Eleven
Checked
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God-fucking-dammit, she was so perfect; stubborn, but perfect. Jaden had so much fight in her, and I loved every bit of it. I loved it even more when I snuffed it out of her and brought her to heel. She was the perfect combination of defiance and fear all wrapped up in the sexiest little package I could have ever asked for. And she was absolutely driving me wild.
This morning had been a huge turn-on, even though I was pissed at how she arrived, but the end result was just as exciting. I wanted to bury myself in her so deep I’d get lost, but I wanted to wait, and it was so worth it. I had forgotten how fast she was when she managed to land that punch right at my mouth. I wasn’t used to women like her, but I loved her skill; it made fighting with her so much more exciting.
Even her bōjutsu skills were entertaining. It was one thing to perform, but it was another to fight, and not many trained like she and I obviously had. She was so full of surprises, and I couldn’t wait to find more.
After I had left her in her cage, I headed toward my security room on the first floor. I knew the cage would be a sure way to get Jaden’s attention as defying me meant consequences she would seriously want to avoid.
I opened the door to find Scott sitting at the desk containing all the computer monitors that displayed the feed from the cameras around the estate. All of our guns and ammunition filled the cages connected to the walls; the server containing all the auction history, buyer information, and acquisitions stood in the back of the room with special provisions to keep it secured from any potential threats.
This was a secret tool of mine if a business partner ever tried to fuck me over. I had a good majority of their illegal activity, and not only would they receive a bullet from me, but their families would also get to know all their dirty little secrets. There was no connection to me, of course, but I liked having an extra weight over their heads just in case.
Scott glanced over at me while he rested his chin in the palm of his hand. A smirk was ready to form on his face as I walked over.
“What’s she doing?” I asked and sat down on the second chair next to him.
“Shivering,” he replied without looking at me.
I stared at the monitor and noticed Jaden had, in fact, curled into herself, her knees tucked to her chest and her arms hiding inside her dress as she laid on her side.
I relaxed back and stared some more, watching her attempt to keep warm to no avail. If she were looking for warmth or comfort in that cage, she wouldn’t find it. I purposely made sure that metal stayed cold by keeping the temperature down there an extra ten degrees below the upstairs temperature. I wanted her to need my body heat when I finally let her out so that she would have no choice but to melt into me instead of cringing away. I planned to get inside her head that way. Punish her and then comfort her afterward. I knew there was no way her mind and body would deny her comfort if it was needed and I presented it.
“She’s one hell of a fighter,” Scott said, breaking my train of thought. “I have to give her that.”
“Yeah, she does have some skill,” I replied. “But it’s nothing I need to worry about. I can handle her just fine.”
“I bet she could kick Dominick’s ass, though.” Scott laughed.
I chuckled at that, too. My youngest brother was twenty-two, and even though he was six foot one and one hundred and sixty pounds, he still wasn’t much of a fighter. I had been training him for as long as I could remember, but he was a little busy running the clubs in Vegas and having fun with girls to bother keeping up with it. He knew enough to keep himself out of trouble, but his skill wasn’t where I wanted it to be.
“Probably,” I joked. “Have you heard from Dan?”
“Last I checked he was still waiting to hear back from Juan.”
I nodded. My middle brother, Daniel, was handling a shipment of firearms for me in Panama. He had been waiting for our buyer, who was relatively new to the game, to get the cash cleared, but this shit was taking too long and it was making me nervous. Normally, I didn’t deal with new meat in the market, but I was doing it for a business associate who had a connection I was looking f
or that would work well for me in the future. These shitheads had better not fuck this deal up because if anything happened to my brother down there, there would be a shitstorm waiting for that cartel.
“I’m gonna hit the gym,” I said standing up. “Let me know if you hear from Dan.”
“Yep,” Scott replied.
I left Scott and headed to my room to change out of my now fucked-up black slacks and traded them for some track pants and my Adidas. Jogging down the stairs, I walked into the gym, turned on some Limp Bizkit, wrapped my hands, skipped the gloves, and went straight for the heavy bag. I still had so much energy pent-up after that nice little battle with Jaden, and I wanted to take it out on something that wouldn’t break in half when I was done with it.
Over and over, I slammed my fists into the bag, sending it flying all over the place while I circled it. Jab after jab, hook after hook, I kicked and pounded the bag until my muscles ached and my arms and legs grew heavy. But even then, I wasn’t satisfied.
Unwrapping my hands, I headed over to the treadmill and ran until I lost track of time. With every step, Jaden lingered on my mind like an addiction I couldn’t fight. I didn’t know how to bring her to her knees without breaking her fully. I feared that if she became too obedient, she would bore me. I needed to keep her fight alive, all the while keeping her fear of me just as strong. Her fear and defiance turned me on in a way I had never experienced. I knew I loved the challenge in all of this, and now that I had exposed my true intentions, I wondered if Jaden would fight me even harder. I had just pocketed her reproductive rights, after all.
Thinking about Jaden as my wife had me thinking of all kinds of different scenarios in my head and about how well she’d fit into the role. Seeing her domesticated, taking care of my children and me had my insides warm, and I honestly liked the idea. And then when bedtime came, she’d fall right back into my feisty little slut when I’d tie her to our bed and fuck her until her eyes rolled into the back of her head … and then she’d beg for more and I’d oblige.