Q made me the happiest
esclave in the world. He gave me his heart, his empire, his ruthless
unforgiving love. And life finally left us in peace.
A man like my maître has
special needs though, growing stronger as our lives intertwine. The only way to
survive his monster is to agree to all his desires.
Including his latest wish.
I’m his.
And I won’t refuse.
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“You obeyed
me.”
Her head
bowed, her legs spreading wider, revealing the gift I worshiped daily between
her legs. “I did. I look forward to my reward.”
My lips
curled; the darkness enveloped me. The beast inside stretched, unsheathing its
claws, lengthening its spine in preparation.
I stalked
toward her and fisted her hair. I fell more in love than I already was.
This woman
made me come alive. This woman would end up killing me. But my life was already
hers, and I would die gratefully on the pyre of her affection.
“Tu connaiss les règles, esclave.” You know the rules.
“What rules,
maître?”
“You don’t
get your reward until you’ve been punished.”
Her gaze
glittered with rebellion and retaliation but not one ounce of fear—the perfect
cocktail for a bastard like me. “Go ahead. You’ll never break me.”
“Ah, my
sweet, sweet Tess. That might be the case…” I nipped at her bottom lip. “Mais ça ne m'empêchera pas d’essayer.”
But it won’t stop me from trying.
Dropping the
black bag by her spread legs, I tugged on her right plait. “Up.”
Unfolding
immediately, she stood quivering before me. Her chest rose and fell, imprisoned
in the dark red bra I’d handpicked for her. Her flat stomach shadowed with
faint bruises from previous nights, and I traced the bite mark I’d left on her
hipbone after our parlour games.
I wanted to
do what I’d planned now. To get it over with before she could have second
thoughts. But I restrained myself. Anticipation would make it that much
sweeter.
Gripping her
jaw, I kissed her with a wet-as-fuck dominating kiss before pushing her
backward to the bed.
She obeyed
every prompt. Falling onto the bedspread, she watched me with desire-glittering
eyes.
This room
was very much like our assigned accommodation, only smaller. The fireplace
roared with heat and the four-poster bed hung with midnight blue drapery rather
than forest green.
My jeans and
t-shirt became too tight as my body prepared to tease and torture.
Tess
squirmed on the mattress as I moved toward her and yanked her up the bed by her
arms. The moment she was in the middle, I uncoiled a piece of Japanese silk
rope from my pocket and looped it around her wrist.
With a sharp
smile, I secured her to one of the four bedposts.
It was a
risk tying her down like this. After all, she’d done the same to me when I’d
given her my nightmares to hopefully break hers. However, no memory of that day
hovered in her gaze. Her skin already flushed with lust as I fastened her other
wrist and moved toward her ankles.
She didn’t
speak—she was too well trained—but her eyes never left my ministrations.
She gasped
as my fingers ran around her ankle, cupping her heel protectively before
wrenching her legs apart and securing them as tight as her wrists.
Once
finished, she lay spread-eagled with no hope of escape.
I stood and
surveyed my fucking delicious woman. The lingerie barely hid her bare pussy,
shadowing it in red lace while her bra couldn’t hide the pinpricks of nipples
begging me to bite.
Running a
fingertip from her instep to her clit, I murmured, “So pretty and no chance of
running. What shall I do with you?”
Her hands
fisted, her lips parting with breath. “Anything…do anything you want.”
“Anything?”
My fingers pinched her pussy, indenting her soft flesh with the lace protecting
her.
She gasped,
white cheeks flushing so prettily. The scrap of material couldn’t hide how wet
and hot she was, drenching the delicate underwear. Her desire matched mine. I
was rock-fucking-hard for her.
“I’ll give
you a choice, Tess.” Rubbing her pussy, I pressed hard and swift. “Pain or
pleasure first? You make the call.”
Her back
bowed as I stabbed at her entrance, prevented from entering her by the lacy
garment. Soon, that bastard chastity belt would have to be sliced away. But for
now, it kept me focused. Gave me a barrier I wasn’t permitted to break.
Her eyes
switched from dove-grey to dark blizzard. “Pain…I pick pain first.”
I shook my
head, stealing my hand from her core and bending to unzip my black bag. “Wrong
choice.”
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