Dominate Me: A Devoured Club Novel

by Paige Matthews

  “Aiden…I don’t think…”

  I cut her off. “Shhh. Don’t think, that is the point. Don’t think what you are thinking. Just feel. Feel my fingers on your skin; feel my cock pressed against your ass. Feel your body respond to me. Just feel.” I moved my hand lower, cupping her sex. I could feel the heat radiating from her. I moved a finger over her labia, my mouth still near her ear, nipping lightly. Ally’s body pushed back against me, and my dick ached with need. I adjusted the best I could, not breaking contact with her.

  “That’s right, sweetie. Feel my fingers dance over your pussy. You like me touching you.”

  “I do…” she moaned as I kissed a path down her neck.

  “I know. You can’t lie to me, your body betrays you.” At this point I’d slid a finger into her slit; one finger moving up and down, missing her clit on purpose. “Like now. I know you are pleading to me to touch your clit. Press my thumb up against it and play with it. Spread your juices over your cunt as I tease you.”

  Her body arched against me. I slid another finger over her pussy, dipping into her opening. She was fucking tight. I don’t think I’ll ever get over how tight she is, the way her muscles wrapped around my fingers, or how they sucked my cock in when I was buried deep inside her. I pulled her wetness up, finally giving her the shock she wanted. I begin to flick her clit, rotating my finger in an up and down motion, teasing her, building her. I shoved two fingers deep into her core, and began to pump them in and out. I could feel her body move against mine. I needed to get in her, and quick.

  I pulled her pants down over her ass, and quickly pulled myself from my shorts. I opened the condom wrapper I had managed to fish from my pocket. I rolled the latex onto my dick and bent her over the railing, following behind her to keep the appearance we were looking at something.

  “I’m going to fuck you now. Keep quiet so no one suspects.” I looked around to make sure no one was around. There wasn’t another person in sight. I lined myself up with her opening and pulled her back on to me, moaning as I did. “This is going to be quick and rough. Hold on.”

  I pulled out and thrust back in, keeping her body close to mine. I look around to make sure no one was watching, around or about to spoil my release. My thumb landed on her clit again, rubbing her until I could feel her tighten around me. “That’s it, sweetie. Come on my dick, but be quiet.”

  I could feel her body shudder, and heard her holding back the scream in her throat. I continued to thrust into her now tighter pussy. The feeling of her tight muscles gripping my cock was amazing. I could feel my balls tighten and pull toward my body as I came inside her. I pumped my dick in and out of her until she milked every last drop of it. Fuck, I needed that.

  I pulled out and removed the condom, tying a knot into it, and placing it in the cargo pocket of my shorts. I pulled her pants up and turned around in time to see a group of tourists ascend the stairs. I turned to Ally and smiled. “Looks like we finished in time.”

  A smile graced her face and I grabbed her hand, entwining our fingers together. “Let’s go back to the cabin,” she said, pulling me away from the railings.

  “Oh? Do you have plans?” I asked, following her.

  “Round two, if you’re a good boy.”

  “You have no idea.” I gripped her hips and pulled her in for a kiss. I was falling quickly for her, and only hoped the feelings would be and could be reciprocated.

  The past few days had been hell. One issue after another with the setup of the auction shit. Ty had assured me that everything was ready, however, Thornton’s men had begged to differ. I had tasked Kieran with working with the authorities - setting up the raid unit once the auction was over. I was going to take Ashworth down if it was the last thing I did. I’d spent years hiding and running from my past, from who I was, over one fucking night.

  “What the fuck do you mean, it’s not finalized?” I screamed into my burner phone at Ty.

  “Dude, Ashworth’s men are requesting information they haven’t before.”

  “What information?”

  “Photo ID’s, proof of funds, just shit,” Ty replied.

  “Well, figure out how to bypass it. It’s what you are paid to do,” I screamed and hung up the phone.

  “It will be, if everyone did their jobs.” I sat next to him at the computer screens in our hotel. “Are we set on your end? This has to go off without a hitch.”

  “Yes, boss. All set. The S.W.A.T team will be ready with the detective after the auction is over. They have been prepped about the security detail at the auction, and what to expect. All have been briefed about your apparel.”

  I nodded my head. “Good, at least something is working out. I’m going to make a call. I’ll be back.” I stood and went into the other room of the suite. We were staying at one of Thornton’s hotels, and had come over on the private jet. I pulled out my phone and called my contact. I wasn’t taking any chances with this plan. None.

  I lay on the bed and thought about Ally and Aiden, wondering what they were doing, if they were safe. I had sent them to Lucas’s cabin instead of Marcus’s. I thought the seclusion would keep them safer, and also allow them some time to bond. Ally needed time to adjust to the idea of the relationship Aiden and I had presented her with. If Ally couldn’t handle the poly relationship, I’d understand. I would be a little hurt, as the more and more I thought about it, I didn’t want to give Aiden up either, but I would. Ally was my life. I loved her more than I’d ever loved anyone in my life. Including Caroline.

  Caroline.

  I picked up the phone again and dialed the number Ty had given me a few days ago. I needed to make amends, apologize for the hurt I’d caused her. Aiden had told me the shit that she’d gotten herself into over my leaving. At the time, I didn’t think I was that important to anyone. Fuck, some of the nights I’d blacked out - especially toward the end. I had started using, and it had affected my job, relationship and decisions. I ended up getting clean, and with Lucas’s and Marcus’s help, started over.

  “Hello?” Her voice was as beautiful as I remembered. The feminine pitch.

  “Princess.”

  I heard her gasp. She had not been expecting any contact from me.

  “No. It can’t be.” Her voice cracked, the emotion overtaking her.

  “I assure you it is. Princess, I need to tell you something.” I waited. I listened as her breath deepened; I could hear the sniffles escape her mouth.

  “I…I…I thought you were dead. Five years…”

  “I know. I am sorry about that. I truly am. I can never say anything that would make that up to you or to him. I just needed you to know that I am sorry for the pain I caused you. For everything that happened.” I could hear her crying now. Another little voice interrupted, and I heard her shush the girl.

  “Sir, I’m sorry. I just can’t do this. You ripped my life to pieces. It has taken me four years to get over it, over you. I did things that I regret. Things I cannot take back, because you broke me. I thought you’d come back, thought you’d save me. When I didn’t hear from you, I thought you were dead. He helped me a little. I…I…just can’t do this. I have to go.” The phone shut off.

  I sat listening to the dial tone. My own heart shattered again. I was responsible for the pain, the grief that filled her heart. That had led her to do those horrible things. If I hadn’t left, she wouldn’t be alive. She needed to understand that. If I’d stayed, Caroline and Aiden would have died. They would have been pawns just to get back at me. I shut the phone and ran my hand over my face. How the hell did life get this way?

  I had learned from Ty that she was living in a suburb of London, with a two year old little girl. After two years of drugs, selling herself, and trying to make ends meet, she did end up getting clean. Her life had turned around a little. No man in her life, but she didn’t need one now. I just wished I could have saved her better.

  I looked at the clock - it was 8 p.m. local time. I must have fallen asleep for a little
while. I looked at my phone, and realized I had received a text earlier in the day, saying that Aiden and Ally were heading back to the condo today. If all went well, we’d be flying back tomorrow anyway. I heard a knock on the door, and turned to see Kieran in the doorway.

  “Ready, boss?”

  “Ty get everything worked out?” I asked, standing up. Kieran nodded. “Alright, let’s do this.” I dressed in a pair of black slacks, a black and red polo shirt, under which I placed a thin vest. No chances. Strapped to my right ankle was my .45, my knife to my left. The plan was to have Kieran and another one of Thornton’s men as my security detail. I was a big shot millionaire. I chuckled to myself. I had money, plenty of it, but I wasn’t a millionaire by any means. Ty and the S.W.A.T team would show up in a little while, strategically situating themselves out of sight from Ashworth’s men.

  I had already spoken with the authorities about that night five years ago. Thornton had provided a lawyer, and we had explained the self-defense plea as well as everything else that we had been working on, all of the evidence and the accounts. Ty had connections with them, and was our liaison. As long as I helped them infiltrate the sex ring, I would stay a free man. I had no problems doing that. I had already planned on taking Ashworth out.

  I walked out to the main sitting area, and watched as Kieran finished dressing. I made sure that he had on his vest as well. His .45 was holstered to his chest under his jacket. We were to meet Thornton’s man, “Jack”, in the back service entrance, where a car would be waiting to pick us up. I sent a quick text to Ally and Aiden. I’ll see you guys tomorrow.

  We piled out of the room, all of our shit with us, to load into the car. After this shit storm, we’d be taking the jet back to Boston, and I would handle the rest of the details from there. I turned off my phone and threw it into the black duffle bag. It would be properly destroyed when we left London. We piled into the SUV, and there was no turning back now.

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  We arrived at a warehouse-looking building. I had thrown on a pair of Ray Ban’s over my eyes. Part of the deal was for Kieran to discuss with the security my arrival, and I would be ushered into my own private viewing room. I waited in the SUV until he returned. We were taken to the far end of the building, through a maze of corridors. From what Aiden had told me, three quarters of the warehouse held the club, and the back quarter was where he held the auctions. The balls of him, to hold sex auctions while having the club open. He was a glutton for punishment.

  The authorities knew what was happening, and also knew that the club, for the most part, was a legal entity. I tried to adjust my eyes to the low level of light. The hallways were dimly lit, and smelt of dead somethings and dried semen. For a man who dealt with high-end clientele, you’d think he would keep the place cleaner. I guess it didn’t matter when the clients were only interested in one thing. Young Ass.

  One of Ashworth’s men led us to a private room. There was a small sofa-sized couch directly in front of the one-way window. A couple of oversized chairs were placed around the room, along with small tables. We piled in and waited. The auction was supposed to start at ten. Kieran, Jack and I looked around the room, trying to notice if there were any recording devices, cameras. I anticipated that there would be. Shortly after we sat down, a half-naked blonde walked into the room, dressed in only a black thong and black high heels. She came over to me and straddled my lap, rubbing her pussy over me.

  “I’m here for your needs. Anything you need or want.” She ground against me some more. I placed my hands on her hips and gently rocked her against me. Had to give him credit, he supplied the goods. However, I was not interested, but needed to play the game. Aiden did mention that Ashworth offered personal. attention.

  “Right now, I want a drink.” I pulled her off my lap. “Bring me an unopened bottle of water. We will discuss my further needs as they arise.” I emphasized the word ‘arise.’ She bent down and ran her hand over my hardening cock.

  “Yes, sir.”

  I sat still waiting for her to leave the room, and maintained my attention on the window. I signaled for Kieran to bend down. I whispered something into his ear and waited for his reply. We would entertain the woman while we waited…had to keep the appearance up.

  When the girl returned, she handed me my unopened water, and placed herself on the floor below me, propped on her knees. Her hand found its way to my cock and began rubbing it through my pants. I sat back and let her work. As she went for the zipper, I grabbed her hand. “Not now.” I lifted her up to me and positioned her over my legs and on my lap. I ran my fingers over the material of her panties, and watched as her body bucked back.

  I hooked the material and pulled it to the side, exposing a nicely shaved pussy. Pressing my fingers into her clit, I rubbed them over and over the sensitive bud. I ran her own moisture over her lips. Sliding into her, I began to thrust, gliding my hand up and down as her body tightened around me. I moved my fingers in her core as my thumb massaged her clit. Her body bucked on me as her orgasm sprang forth. I hoped that she would not get into trouble for not pleasing me, but getting pleased. I replaced her thong to its rightful position, and smacked her ass.

  “Go get the boys a beer, please. Make sure they are unopened.”

  She stood and nodded, leaving the room quickly. I turned to Kieran.

  “What time is it?”

  “Just after 9:30, boss.” He was still standing against the wall to my right.

  “Good, sit down and relax.”

  The waitress, or personal pleaser, returned with the beers and a pamphlet. She handed the pamphlet to me. It was a booklet of photos and bio’s of the girls being auctioned off. It looked like some asshole had printed them off on an office computer and stapled them together. I skimmed through it, and realized there were six different women up for sale that night, including a young virgin. This man was sick, disgusting as hell, and I couldn’t wait to finally take him down.

  Keeping up appearances, I nudged Kieran. “Look at this blonde. She would fit all the needs I’m looking for.” I flipped another page. “Wait, this one looks even better. Hell, she’ll only be around for a short time, right?” I laughed, throwing an elbow into Kieran’s side.

  “Boss, she looks like she could handle a good beating.”

  “She does, doesn’t she?” I waited for the girl to leave, and finished looking through the pamphlet for the second time. No wonder they are only once a month. The preparation he put into the event was pathetic, and yet sickening.

  The lights dimmed in our room, and a spot light shone on the stage in front of us. I glanced to Kieran and then back to the front. Our hostess returned with a tablet like device; apparently, if we wanted to place an offer or purchase a girl, we sent a message through the tablet. There was a running list on the screen. Each participant had a code name already programmed into the tablet. Of course, the goods would be delivered after the auction, to anywhere we chose, or we could take the purchase right then.

  “You will bid after every girl has been on the stage once,” the girl said as she left the room.

  Music started, and it brought my attention back to the stage. A petite brunette appeared. Her head was bowed to the floor, her hair draped across her face. She was skinny from what I assumed was lack of eating. She was dressed in a black thong and a push up bra. She walked back and forth across the length of the stage, stopping in front of each room. When she reached our room, she posed in a standing position, one where her hands were placed in front of her body. I could see the red marks around her wrists from handcuffs; they were the only things that would make those marks. She didn’t stay long, just enough to get a look at her.

  Next appeared another brunette, this time dressed in red; same concept, though - thong and bra. She paraded back and forth, stopping at each window. I looked in the pamphlet and saw her name was ‘Candy.’ A short blonde appeared next - dressed in blue; her name was “Ice.” Code names for us - code names for them.


  As the girls continued to walk back and forth, I could tell which ones were sellers. No doubt in my mind the virgin was going to go for top dollar. The other girls were more experienced, and they attracted a different type of man. There were four of us here tonight. The final girl was donned in a white lace mini dress, reaching just below her pussy. Dark tendrils peaked through the lace. This was the virgin. When she reached my window, I could see the despair in her eyes, the way her body moved as if it was on autopilot. Her head hung low, her eyes diverted to the floor. My stomach turned and I felt sick. These girls were young, very young, and being sold into being sex slaves. I’m all for an alternate life-style, but one that was consensual.

  The stage went black, and I turned to Kieran, who shrugged his shoulders. In a moment, six spot lights shone on the girls, who were now lined up back on the stage. The tablet began chirping. The auction had begun. What the fuck?

  “Virgin Princess” was up to two million pounds. “Ice” was up to thirty thousand. I placed a bet on the first girl, starting low at fifteen thousand. The point behind this was not to actually take the girl home. As soon as I won, I would request to take the girl with me, and meet to discuss the money exchange. As soon as that was done, Kieran would notify Ty, and the whole place would go to shit quickly.

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  An hour passed and Kieran and I were being ushered back to another room to make the transaction. The back hallways were dark, as was the rest of the place. The office was a small room, complete with a desk, phone, computer, fax machine, and two chairs. When we stepped into the room, I was instructed to sit. Kieran stood behind me, and I kept my sunglasses on. The minute Ashworth realized it was me, all hell would break loose. I heard the door open and the sound of three sets of footsteps. Shit, we were outnumbered already. I watched as Ashworth sat in front of me at the desk.

  “Thank you for your purchase, Mr.?” He extended out his hand for a shake, which I did not accept.