Page 63 of Enslaved

My fingers went around and round, sliding through her folds, then at the same time I entered her with three fingers, I lifted her ass and inserted the plug in the other door to her heaven.

Her eyes flew open. But to her credit, she didn’t say one damn word.

“There.” I slipped my hand out. “To answer your earlier question, I’ll be thirty-five tomorrow. Would you make me happy, dove? Give me everything I want tonight? Give me the best birthday I’ve ever had? Finally, at thirty-five years, I feel something…even if it’s hate. My cruel dark passion for you is driving everything I do right now.”

“Yes. God help me, yes. You’ll learn Christos; hate and love are two sides to the same coin. Right now, you are hate…I’ll be love. I’ll give you what you need because I can’t stop myself. But when you realize you made a mistake, misjudging me, I expect you to be on your knees, begging for my forgiveness.”

“I’ll never beg you for anything,” I snarled. How dare she? Still taunting me, insisting I’m the one in the wrong? The need to inflict punishment, give in to the dark desires that always drove me, was too strong to tamper down anymore. What we had these past few weeks was a façade. I’m not a gentle lover, never have been, and it’s time she learned whoEl Diabloreally was.

I opened my car door, walking around to hers and picked up her leash, tugging her along. “Remember you agreed—there are no safe words and you will be my sub tonight.”

Her face was pale in the moonlight, but her eyes were clear. My dove was strong, and I looked forward to breaking her. Shattering her the way she shattered me.

“Welcome to Eden,” a butler greeted as he opened the heavy double doors for us to enter. She paused, not sure where to look. Dimitri invited members from every exclusive sex club in the world to be here tonight. Fresh meat was everywhere, and everyone was game. The most beautiful subs in the world were here, with the most aggressive DOMS. When I had told Alex we’d come, I only intended to watch with my dove. But now things have changed. Tonight, we are going to play.

“See anything you want to try?” I chuckled next to my traitorous beauty’s ear as she swallowed hard. Men and women were in various states of dress, hungrily feeding their addictions everywhere; alcoves, staircases, sofas, on top of the baby grand piano. Nothing was out of bounds tonight.

“Take me home, please.”

“We just got here little one. It would be rude when we haven’t even greeted the guest of honor.”

“There you are,” Dimitri greeted me with a clap on the shoulder. “And who is this?”

The gleam in his eye as he perused my dove’s body wasn’t lost on me.

“No one. Just tonight’s pet,” I shrugged feigning to be bored.

“Lucky me, are you sharing this one?”

“Why not?” I shrugged.

“Christos?!” My stunning ex-sub, Fiona fell at my feet, kneeling, waiting for me to make a move. Without a glance at Jessie, I gave Dimitri the chain to her collar, and unzipped my pants, nudging my half-hard cock near Fiona’s bright red lips.

“Make her watch.” Dimitri and I shared a look of understanding. He knew exactly who Jessie is…was to me. If I was punishing her tonight, the DOM in him understood what must be done.

He stepped behind my dove, gripped her hair in his fist, forcing her head forward.

“If you shut your eyes, I’ll make you suck him,” I warned.

“Is that my collar on her?” Fiona cried.

“You put her collar on me?” Jessie roared at the same time.

I shrugged, “I told you both, you were replaceable to me. Suck.” I commanded to my red-headed old flame.

“Only if you take me back.”

I reared back smacking her breasts, my cock was at full mast now, the perverted part of me eager to see my dove watch another woman pleasure me. I grabbed the back of Fiona’s head. “You know what happens when you defy your DOM.”

“Yes, master.” She took me into her greedy mouth, closing her eyes as she recalled the taste of me. But I didn’t miss the gleam of triumphant satisfaction in her eyes. Fiona was good. She’s the perfect sub to make my dove’s heart break and bleed and before tonight is over—she will be bleeding everywhere.

I gripped the back of Fiona’s head, thrust into her mouth, watching as tears streaked down my broken bird’s face. Good. Let her burn for me.

Just as my balls tightened up and the tingle of my impending release ran up my spine, I pulled back. Dimitri pushed Jessie down on her knees; I nodded for him to rip the front of her dress open, I took myself in one hand, finishing myself off, coming all over my little dove’s bare tits.

I let Fiona pleasure me, but I hated myself for needing my seed to mark my true woman.

Despite my rage, Jessie had a hold on me that I knew I’d never be free of. I hated her for enslaving me, needed to make her pay for it. This was just the beginning.

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