Kate / Katherine

by Jilly Bowling

  “Well no, the men I’ve had just seem to think about themselves. They think if they fuck you hard enough you should come, and if you don’t it’s your fault,” Terri complained.

  “There you go, if you fancy a bloke, him being a dom is a big bonus.” Kate pointed out. “We must get back or they’ll think we’ve done a runner.”

  As they headed back to their table a young man who was with a party at the far side of the room shouted “Kate.”

  As she turned round she was thinking ‘Oh god, what now?’

  The man was moving through the tables towards her and everyone was moving out of his way.

  “It is you, I knew I was right,” he said grabbing her and kissing her cheeks.

  “Ted, um, your royal highness,” she dropped a quick curtsy.

  The prince’s bodyguards had caught up with him and were looking out for anyone taking pictures of the prince and this unknown girl. Determined to talk to her, Prince Edward, the younger of the royal princes was drawing her out of the dining room into a secluded corner. Terri was immobile not knowing what to do, then she decided to go back to the table. When the man had grabbed Kate, Damien had surged to his feet and started towards them. The bodyguards barred his way and wouldn’t let him follow them. As it sunk in that it was a royal prince who had grabbed Kate, Damien also returned to the table.

  Edward had Kate trapped in a corner asking where she had been all these years. Kate lied and told him that she had given up that life years ago, not long after she had been his seventeenth birthday present from his friends.

  “I’m pleased Kate, you meant so much to me. My first sexual encounter, I owe you so much, because you made me realise what a woman needs, which also means it’s more fun for the man. I just wanted to say thank you.”

  “Teddy, I’m happy for you. Sex is a joy which both people should enjoy. But you mustn’t let anyone see you with me. The scandal would be horrendous.”

  “Who are you here with?”

  “Damien Masters, my partner, James Monk and Terri Jones.”

  “Right let me take you back to them and apologise,” and Edward took her by the hand and steered her back into the room.

  When they got back to the table all three stood up and Terri curtsied.

  Edward stuck out his hand and said “Mr, Masters, we’ve met before. Sorry I hijacked Kate. We are old friends.”

  “No problem sir. May I introduce James Monk and Terri Jones.” Damien said smoothly.

  Edward shook hands with James and kissed Terri’s fingers “Well I’ll leave you to enjoy your evening. You are a very lucky man, Masters. Take good care of her.”

  “Oh I will sir, I know how lucky I am.” Damien said silkily.

  Turning to Kate, Edward picked up her hand and turning it over kissed her palm. “If you ever need anything Katie,” he said looking into her eyes.

  As he made his way back to his table there was silence, then when he sat down babble broke out again.

  Damien looked at Kate. “Well Katherine. You never cease to keep me on my toes. Polo players and princes, who next? The prime minister the US president?”

  “I don’t tell tales” Kate said glibly and then she shrugged her shoulders.

  Damien’s eyebrow lifted and his eyes narrowed. “Time to go home I think.”

  As they left the restaurant Damien turned to James. “By the way, I’m playing polo on Sunday afternoon, would you like to bring Terri?”

  “You’re playing, I didn’t think you’d done much for a while” James replied.

  “I haven’t, but it’s just a friendly and one of the players has broken his wrist, so I agreed to fill in.”

  “Then I’ll definitely be there. Would you like to come Terri?” James asked.

  “Is Kate going?” Terri asked looking at her.

  “Yes she is.” Damien said.

  Terri raised her eyebrows. “Oh, then I’d love to.”

  As they got into their respective cars Terri shouted “See you on Sunday, Kate.”

  Kate couldn’t reply as Damien had shut the door.

  “That wasn’t very polite.”

  “Don’t dare to complain about my manners,” he growled.

  “Are you saying I have bad manners. They seem to be good enough for a prince.” Kate muttered.

  “How do you know him?” he asked looking sideways at her.

  “I was his seventeenth birthday present from his friends.”

  “You certainly seem to have made an impression in one night.” Damien said sarcastically.

  “Who said it was just one night?” Kate grinned. “He kept me busy for months!”

  Damien growled in his throat but didn’t speak.

  When they arrived at the house Damien helped her out of the car and held her arm until they were in the hallway.

  “You have five minutes to be naked and in position in my playroom.”

  Kate went to speak but he growled at her. “Now!”

  Biting her lip Kate walked up the stairs.

  “Run!” bellowed Damien. “You don’t want to make me any angrier.”

  Kate yelped and ran up the remaining stairs. ‘Oh god, this is going to be bad. It had been alright winding him up, but now he was furious. Could she deal with this?’ Kate thought tearing off her clothes and jewellery.

  She flew into the playroom and knelt by the door. Just in time as Damien stalked in wearing just his jeans with the waist undone. He walked to the whip rack and picked up a cane swishing it through the air; Kate gulped and kept her eyes straight ahead.

  “Get up and go to the punishment horse,” he growled.

  On trembling legs Kare approached the horse. Not sure what to do, she was standing trying to work out how to bend over it, when Damien took hold of her hips and pushed her tight up to it. Spreading her legs he fastened one ankle to a leg then the other ankle to the other leg. Rubbing his finger around between her ankles and restraints, he made sure they weren’t too tight then he walked round to the other side of the horse and taking her shoulders bent her over it until she was bent double and her bottom was sticking up in the air.

  When he took hold of her hand and stretched it out to a restraint on the back right leg, Kate pulled against him. He immediately let go and said “Do you refuse to be punished Katherine?”

  “Damien” she gasped then realising her error she said “I mean master.”

  “You will never be a proper submissive Katherine, if you do not learn from your mistakes. It is my duty to make you learn.” Damien said. “Give me your hand Katherine.”

  She closed her eyes and breathed hard, then she bent over the horse and gave him her right hand. Once she was secure, Damien took up position behind her.

  “Katherine, this week you have broken quite a few rules. If I were to count not exercising, you would deserve twenty strokes!” Kate gasped and pulled on her restraints. “However” he went on,” I have to tell you I didn’t think you’d be able to exercise so I am subtracting five strokes. I am going to administer fifteen strokes; have no doubt, it will hurt. If it is too much for you to bear use your safe word, and I will stop. Do you trust me Katherine?”

  “Yes master.” Kate gulped.

  “As it is the strap you fear the most, that is what I am going to use. After tonight you will have nothing greater to fear. I am going to start the warm up smacks now. Do not speak other than to say your safe word. Understood?”

  “Yes master.” Kate croaked her mouth suddenly very dry.

  The first slap made her scream, then as they came thick and fast all over her bottom, yelps became whimpers until even they died away. Damien stood back and picked up the strap.

  “I will count,” he murmured.

  The strap hit hard and fast and Kate screamed, bucking against
her restraints.

  “One.”

  By the time he reached five Kate was whimpering non stop and tears were streaking her cheeks.

  Damien ran his hand over her bottom and asked “Do you remember your safe word Katherine?”

  “Yes master.” Kate whimpered.

  “Then I’ll continue.”

  By the time Damien reached ten Kate was quiet. Her bottom felt numb, but her sex was on fire. She was so aroused she felt as if she could explode, her sex was wet and she could feel it pulsing. With each stroke she bucked and yelped but it was nothing she couldn’t cope with. When Damien reached fifteen his fingers pushed into her tightest passage. She could feel lubricant on them. Then his cock was pushing into her hard. Kate yelped again, but without thought her bottom arched up to give him easier access.

  As he fucked her hard Damien growled “This is a punishment fuck. Not for your pleasure”

  ‘Fuck you’ Kate thought tightening her muscles around him.

  “Ah “ he yelled slapping her bottom hard. “Do that again and I’ll give you ten more.”

  Kate relaxed and let him take her. Normally when he arse fucked her he brought her to climax with his fingers inside her, but not this time. However she was so aroused from the beating that just the feeling of him inside her brought her to orgasm. As Damien thrust harder she came hard and fell over the horse gasping for breath.

  “That was what nipple rings were used for originally, so you dare not move when being fucked. You weren’t supposed to enjoy that!” Damien growled.

  When he pulled out of her she gasped again, then he’d left the playroom and she struggled to see what he was doing. He was back in minutes and freed her hands and then her legs.

  As she tried to move her legs gave way and he swept her into his arms and carried her through to the bathroom. As he lowered her into the bath he kissed her nose and said “I’m so proud of you.”

  “Because I let you punish me?”

  “No, because you didn’t cry and try to persuade me not to do it. You knew you’d angered me and you took it on the nose.”

  “No, on the bottom!” Kate laughed.

  “If you can laugh about it maybe it wasn’t hard enough.” Damien growled.

  “Oh it was hard enough.” Kate giggled.

  “You are incorrigible.”

  “Join me please master.”

  “You’re supposed to be hurting and crying.”

  “And you’re supposed to be caring for me.” Kate said pouting her lips.

  As he climbed into the bath behind her he growled, “No hanky panky, you harlot.”

  Kate grinned “That’s me, just a harlot.”

  Once they had bathed Damien dried her and carrying her through to the bedroom lay her face down on the bed. Taking a tube of pain relief gel he gently covered her bottom with a fair amount. As he rubbed it in Kate purred and lifted her bottom up to him.

  “Katherine, behave. You’ll be hurting in the morning, so do as you’re told.”

  “Yes master.” Kate murmured.

  Once he was satisfied that the gel was properly rubbed in he said “I’ll get you some warm milk and pain killers, then you need to sleep. Tomorrow we will exercise at seven thirty, then we’ll shower and eat breakfast. I want to discuss something with you after breakfast. Business, nothing to do with our relationship.” Damien grinned. “And I require you naked when you exercise.”

  “Yes master.” Kate said, although her devil was shouting ‘pervert.’

  Once he’d given Kate her milk and painkillers Damien said “Goodnight Katherine. You will sleep alone tonight.” And then he left the room.

  Kate’s devil shouted ‘he’ll miss you more then you miss him.’

  “Shut up.” Kate growled settling down to sleep with a smile on her face.

  Chapter 14

  Kate’s alarm sounded at seven o’clock and she hit it hard. Damien must have set it before he left her.

  Stretching her muscles she found that she didn’t hurt too much at all. Damien’s punishment had left no lingering pain. Rolling out of bed Kate cleaned her teeth and tied her hair up into a ponytail and met Damien at the door to the gym at seven twenty five.

  He smirked and said “Good morning Katherine.”

  Replying “Good morning master.” Kate pushed open the door and entered the gym. Starting the walker she started walking at a gentle rate then over the next twenty minutes speeded up to a ground covering run. Damien had done the same and eventually they were running perfectly in time; they ran for thirty minutes then took another twenty to slow down. Getting off the walkers they both did stretching exercises to loosen their muscles, then Kate did bicep curls and Damien lifted weights. There was a companionable silence between them. Both enjoyed exercising.

  As Kate did her winding down exercises she noticed that Damien’s shorts seemed to have become much tighter and she grinned ‘that’ll teach him to make me exercise naked.’ Once she’d cooled down Kate said “Well that’s me for the shower,” and left the gym.

  As she entered the bedroom Damien tackled her from behind and pushed her onto the bed. He’d already lost his shorts and had an impressive erection, even for him. As Kate hit the bed he flipped her over and capturing her hands pulled them over her head.

  “This is my safe room, Damien.”

  “You’re perfectly safe, Kate. Tell me if you want me to leave. “

  “It would be cruel to do that, seeing the condition you’re in,” she murmured opening her legs.

  As he slid easily inside her he groaned, “You’re always wet for me Kate.”

  “Only for you master,” she whispered and as he made love to her, her devil shouted’ he’s ours.’

  Lying cuddled in his arms Kate felt so safe so secure; she’d never felt this way before, how long could it last? As long as they both wanted it to she guessed. They showered together and dressed casually in jeans and tee shirts. Damien received a phone call so Kate laid out fruit, cereal and croissants for their breakfast, coffee for Damien and tea for herself, all laid out on the breakfast bar. She had wondered if he’d want her to serve him in the dining room so laid a place in there for him. He walked into the kitchen and found Kate standing by the breakfast bar waiting for him.

  “That looks very healthy and appetising” he said sitting down.

  “I didn’t know whether you’d want to be served in the dining room, so I laid a place in there just in case.”

  “No we’ll eat together unless you forget your submission and I have to reinforce our agreement. Sit down Kate.”

  “Yes master” she said demurely perching on a stool.

  Damien grinned. “I think we’ll make the kitchen another safe area for you. You won’t enjoy your food through gritted teeth, you’ll still call me master when we are alone. The way you say it makes me horny.”

  “Oh, I thought that was just your permanent state, master.”

  “Are you being sarcastic, Katherine?”

  “No of course not. It’s just what I observe that makes me say that,” she said sweetly.

  Damien laughed . “I like you more each day Kate, I’ve discovered that you make me laugh, more than anyone I have ever known.”

  “Mm, I’m a joker now as well as a harlot, the only thing missing is domestic goddess,” she laughed too.

  “Can you cook, Kate?”

  “No.”

  “Oh dear, nobodies perfect, good job I’ve got Mrs. Jones to do that.”

  “Maybe she could try the other elements of the job.” Kate said sourly.

  Roaring with laughter Damien almost choked on a croissant. “I’ll suggest that to her one day,” he said once he’d stopped coughing.

  They put the dishes in the dishwasher and Kate wiped the bar then Damien sai
d “Come through to the office Kate, I want to discuss something with you.”

  In his office Damien had a set of plans laid out on his desk. “Kate these are the plans for the factory in Yorkshire that I was angry about the other day.”

  When Kate looked at them she could see a large nineteenth century factory standing in a lot of ground. It had a mill race to one side, and a smaller building stood on the opposite bank of the stream, with a stone bridge leading to it.

  “We took an option on the purchase of this land as I was assured that we’d get planning permission to change the buildings into apartments, as long as we preserved the exterior and character of the buildings. Then we hit a snag, some old deeds came to light that declared that there must always be work provided on that site. Then I discovered that Dick had panicked and paid out two million to keep the option open. He thought he needed to act quickly as he’d heard others were sniffing around. I told you about it because I was so angry and you said ‘Can’t you do both?’ Simple, of course we can, so the smaller building is going to be a woollen factory, and the main building will be apartments. I want you to come to Yorkshire, on Tuesday and throw out some more of your simple ideas. Will you?”

  “I don’t know anything about factories or building apartments. I’d probably say something stupid,” Kate objected.

  “As long as you only say it to me that would be fine. You think differently to me and my managers, and that’s what this project needs.”

  “Well, of course I’ll do anything you want,” Kate said running her fingers over the plans. “But you’ll have to make it alright with Hermione and Tony.”

  “Good, I’ll sort Tony out.”

  “What about Hermione?”

  “Where business is concerned Tony is the boss.”

  Putting his arms around her he said “Right it will soon be lunch time, and there’s a nice steak restaurant nearby. Then we are going shopping.”

  “Shopping, what for?”

  “That’s for your master to know and you not to ask questions, Katherine,” he growled.

  Kate grinned and said “Yes master.”

  “The way you say that,” Damien said shaking his head.