“No, Master K.” The words fall from my lips as the man in the room settles on his knees behind the woman and lines his dick up at her opening. She rocks her pussy against him and moans before he’s even touched her. He shoves himself inside of her and her head lifts with her mouth shaped in a perfect O. He thrusts behind her with an arm bracing her body. His other hand wraps around her throat, and he lowers his chest to her back.
“Good girl,” he says as his pace picks up. His other hand rubs her throbbing clit. He kisses her neck and nips her ear. “So fucking good,” he breathes into her ear as he fucks her with a relentless pace.
Kade’s own fingers travel to my heat. “Oh, angel,” Kade groans as his fingers spread the moisture up to my clit. He kisses the tender spot behind my ear as the man grips the woman’s hips and lifts her body off the floor to push deeper into her with each hard thrust.
I close my eyes as Kade’s fingers dip into my soaking wet pussy.
Kade nips my ear and hisses an admonishment. “Open your eyes.”
As the man fucks the woman bowed before him, Kade finger fucks me. Each thrust is perfectly in time with the scene before us.
“Yes!” the woman screams out, then bites her lip to quiet her moans of pleasure as her body rocks with each powerful movement from the man behind her. His hand grips her hip and smacks her ass as he mercilessly fucks her.
My own body leans forward as my body heats and my legs tremble. My pussy clenches around Kade's fingers, and I struggle to contain my silent scream. Arousal leaks down my leg as my pussy spasms around his fingers with my own orgasm.
I look up, barely able to catch my breath and find the woman panting on the floor.
The man stands with their combined cum on his cock. He grabs a blanket from a nearby shelf and covers her before lifting her into his arms and kissing her on the lips. Kade turns me in his arms and starts leading me away.
My legs hardly function and I try to lean against him as my eyes threaten to close.
“Not yet, angel,” Kade says and kisses my hair. “You need to walk back to the room on your own. I can’t carry you yet.”
Olivia
I stare at the chains on the floor next to a large floor pillow. It's time to sleep. And apparently, I'll be sleeping on the floor.
“Do I need to use the restraints?” Kade asks. I feel numb looking at the chains bolted to the floor. They're such a contrast. The room is spacious and luxurious, yet it’s designed to be a prison. “If you killed me, you’d have to go out there with them.”
My eyes slowly find Kade’s as I say, “I don’t want to kill you.” Kill him? I'm so confused by everything. I don't know what to think anymore. My heart sinks in my chest.
“Until you submit to me, I think it’s best you sleep here.” Kade gestures to the large pillow on the floor. It's long enough that my body will fit however I want to lay, but it’s not a bed. I part my lips to ask him what it means to submit to him so I can sleep on a real bed, but then I slam them shut. I know what it means, and that’s not happening. My anger is short-lived as I stare at the bed.
My heart slowly falls and I nod my head and slowly lower my body to the floor.
“Tomorrow, I’ll get you ready before training.” My shoulders hunch forward. Every step back to the room was a step back to reality and away from the fantasy I’d conjured in my head. I breathe out deeply, trying to maintain my composure.
“Yes, Master K.” I keep my eyes on the floor pillow, my fucking bed until I’m able to get the fuck out of here.
“You can call me Kade here, Olivia.” His voice is soft, and I hear him just fine, but I can’t give him a verbal response. So instead I just nod my head.
“Go to sleep, angel.”
With a loud click, Kade locks the doors and turns off the lights. A faint stream filters through the room from under the door. It gives me just enough light that I can see him lift his shirt over his head and drop his pants to the floor.
The bed groans as he climbs in and gets under the sheets.
It’s better this way. I can sleep here, and I can do as I’m told until I can figure out some sort of escape.
I take in a deep breath and try to calm myself. This is temporary. I can find a way out of this. I tell myself over and over, but I know it’s false. My chest aches, and my throat closes. I know it’s not true. I just don't want to admit it to myself.
I hear the faint music and soft laughter. Occasionally there are footsteps. Some are close to the door. I lie on the pillow facing the door, but I can’t breathe.
I try to sleep for maybe hours, I don't know. But every time I hear the steps come close to our door I jump, and the fear keeps me wide awake.
“Angel.” My body tenses as Kade's voice pierces through the night.
“Y-Yes, Master--” I try to speak. I can’t begin to know why I’m so emotional. Why now of all times, I’m struggling.
